The Seventh Bride of President

Mo Lingyuan felt more and more uneasy. He took a deep breath and rubbed the position of her heart for her. His voice was calm: "when did you have this heart disease?"

Chuyunyao is funny to herself.

I didn't expect that Mo Lingyuan was such a big man. He was so easy to cheat.

He believed in what she said.

Chu Yunyao saw his serious expression and lied. "It's only after I'm with you. The doctor who taught me medical skills said that I've got a kind of disease. The man I like can't bear me. If one day that man fails me, I'll die of heartache."

Mo Lingyuan, "...

although Mo Lingyuan is pure, he is not stupid.

There are so many complicated diseases in the world, but I have never heard of them.

What's more, even if there is such a disease, I didn't see her pain last night. Today, it's so severe.

This girl where is to accompany him to eat breakfast, is to change the way to return his kindness.

Mo Lingyuan took back his hand, "the weather is cold, don't get sick."

Chu Yunyao:....

Chu Yunyao picks her eyebrows in surprise and puts down the beads in her hand. "How could she send me a letter?"

After receiving the letter, he took out the letter paper and read it at a glance. He couldn't help sneering: "well, you Chu Qingze, you are really an old fox."

Bao'er raised her eyes in surprise. "What's the matter, miss?"

Chu Yunyao tore the letter to pieces angrily. "While hanging yunche, he wanted to marry his daughter to yunche before he could get his food. At the same time, he contacted people from the south. After listening to yunche's news, he began to doubt my identity and wanted to sell the food to others.

He has a good calculation. He will sell it to whoever has a high price. He wants to use one share of grain and grass to cover two human feelings. "

...

in the middle of the night, the cold wind blows.

The faint candle in the bedroom flashed as if it might go out at any time.

A tall figure turned in from the unclosed window.

Through the light gauze, the man looks at the woman lying on the inside side, a head of black green silk scattered on the Satin Pillow, thin body wrapped in thick bedding, sharp cold sharp eyes unconsciously become gentle.

Feng Shaojin lifted the gauze curtain and sat down beside the bed. The corners of her lips pointed out the enchanting radian. She gazed at the back of her head affectionately, and her voice was overjoyed: "I knew that you could not bear me to be shot."

He stretched out his hand and tried to touch her shoulder: "vivi, I..."

before his fingers touched her, he was held by a pair of thin and soft hands. The lying woman turned around and a strange face was exposed in front of him...

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