Marry A Younger Husband

Out of the villa, little Mo'er is as happy as a parrot out of the cage, but seeing the water in the car with her saying nothing, his mood is like eggplant beaten by frost, and he withers down.

There were only four people in the group. Xiaomo'er and shuilinlang were sitting in the car, jingling driving, and the swallow was riding on a white horse. At noon, I left Suzhou city. I stayed at Fengqiao Inn in Fengqiao town at night. I expect to arrive at Wuzhuang at noon tomorrow.

After asking for two guest rooms, Xiao Mo'er and Shui Lin Lang live in the same room. Shui Lin Lang makes the bed without saying a word. Xiao Mo'er makes many faces to make her happy. Shui Lin Lang just ignores them. Xiao Mo'er becomes more and more boring and tears silently at a green lamp.

Shuilinlang was even more irritated: "obviously I am angry, but you cry first!"

"You are sorry for me, you are still angry with me, so unreasonable."

"How did I ever feel sorry for you?"

"I've given you all my heart, but you only think about the Ximen official in your heart. If you don't keep women's way, are you worthy of me?"

"Well, then you'll give me a break!"

"You are not a wife. How can I divorce you?"

Water Lin Lang sneered: "yes, I'm just your concubine. I don't even have the qualification to be retired by you."

Little Mo'er wiped a tear, came forward to hold her a pair of plain hands: "Niang Zi, did you forget Ximen official?"

"Why, I think of him."

Little Mo'er pouted a little pink toot: "OK, you think about him, but don't ignore me, you ignore me, what's the meaning of my life?"

"Then you die!"

Little Mo'er stayed for a while, but she felt very tender. Miss Pan conspired with Ximen officials to kill Wu Dalang for the sake of true love. Now, for the sake of Ximen officials in her heart, shuilinlang even asks him to die.

Little Mo'er walks out of the room in silence. Shuilinlang guesses that he is going to find Dingdang to complain, but he doesn't feel anything. After a long time, no little Mo'er came back to the room. Shuilinlang had to go to the room next to Dingdang and yanzixie.

Dingdang was the only one in the room, and the water was wonderful: "where are little Mo'er and big brother Yan?"

"Brother Yan just went out. Isn't the young master in your room?"

Water Lin Lang a Zheng: "he also went out."

"Where have you been?"

"I had a quarrel with him just now and told him to die. He won't be so straight, will he?" When shuilinlang thinks of xiaomo'er's consistent style, it's like something she can do. She's scared to death.

"Young aunt, don't you know? Young master is a man with solid eyes. If you say that to him, he... "Dingdang sighed," let's go to find them separately. "

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The swallow hurried to a mountain temple. A middle-aged man in black was waiting for him.

"I'll see you, Mr. Qianhu!" The swallow kneels on one knee.

Duan Tianya turns around and kicks on the swallow's shoulder. The swallow falls out. Duan Tianya's face is full of Rage: "do you still have the face to see me?"

"Lord Qianhu, please forgive me. If you give me another chance, I will get the position of the head of the nursing home."

"Now that you've made a fuss, if you act rashly, you'll expose yourself. Fortunately, I've made two-way preparations. In the future, you'll follow the orders of the "little red" left Dharma protector when you move in the mountain villa

"Yes, sir."

The water was glued to the door of the mountain temple. She was so frightened that she found it by accident. She didn't want to let her know such a shocking secret. She had already guessed that yanzixie was not simple. She didn't think that he was a member of the government. What was the purpose of hiding in the mountain villa?

What's the origin of the thousand households?

It seems that the villa is really a mixture of good and bad.

"However, my subordinates haven't seen Zuo HUFA and don't know how to get in touch with him?"

"The left Dharma protector has mixed into the mountain villa. I'll give you a cut: green stone painting Dai, two spring mountains still exist; Cinnabar point Jiang, a trace of autumn who to? "

"Thank you, Mr. Qianhu."

"Go

Shuilinlang hurriedly uses her lightness skill to escape. She thinks that after listening to the conversation between yanzixie and Qianhu, it seems that yanzixie killed mother Xuan in order to be the head of the hospital. Shuilinlang thought of the shadow she saw that night, and it was very similar to the shape of the swallow.

Although the mood is complicated, the plan for today is to find Xiao Mo'er first.

The mountain temple is at the corner of the street. The water soon returns to the street. The street is cold and clear at night. Except for the bleak moonlight, every family has turned out their lights to sleep. Shuilinlang thinks that xiaomo'er is most afraid of the dark, and the lights are bright when he sleeps at night. No one knows where to hide."Little Mo'er!"

"You come out, I'm not angry, OK?"

"Little Mo'er, do you hear me calling you?"

"Little Mo'er!"

There are two streets in Fengqiao town, shuilinlang and Dingdang. One person looks for a street, and then they meet at the gate of the inn. They get nothing. Shuilinlang's heart seems to fall into a bottomless abyss. If he really wants to do something, how can it be good?

The swallow came over from a distance and said, "Why are you standing outside?"

Ding Dang sighed: "the young master is gone."

"What's going on?" Swallow inclined also can't help flustered.

Water Lin Lang chagrin ground says: "just now I mixed a mouth with him, he ran out in anger, blame me."

"It's not the time to blame yourself. Have you gone to him?"

"Two streets have been searched, but there is still no trace."

"Let's look for it separately."

Shuilinlang only regained his spirits and separated with the swallow. Shuilinlang called xiaomo'er's name along the street, and suddenly a basin of cold water poured down his head.

Water Lin Lang looked up at the window, a woman with a full face of fat head: "in the middle of the night, what is the ghost called, also let people sleep?"

Shuilinlang had nowhere to vent her anger. She took off the white BoA's whip and threw it up. The whip swept the woman's cheek. Deng threw the woman over. Her cheek was burning and she could not speak any more.

She was wet, chilly in spring, and cold at night. She couldn't stand a sneeze. She looked up and saw a tall figure standing on the street not far away, as if she had seen it anywhere.

"Who's ahead?"

The man turned his head slowly and looked at the water as if he had passed away. There were tears floating in his eyes. He saw the water inexplicably and waved his hand in front of him: "Hey, are you ok?"

"There are such similar people in the world. If I didn't see them with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!" The man bowed his head in self mockery.

"You mean I'm like Gu Xiaoman?"

"You know little man, too."

You are a young master

Su Yan lightly said: "don't tell anyone, you have seen me."

"It's not the time to say that now. Little Mo'er is gone."

Su Yan casually said: "it's OK, he was just kidnapped."

"Kidnapping?" Shuilinlang's heart almost stopped beating. "Your brother was kidnapped. How can you be like nobody? Were you born by a mother?"

Su Yan smiles: "he's in the abandoned house of Zhang Jia!" Suddenly at the foot of a point, on the roof of a family, several ups and downs, disappeared in the vast night