The Seventh Bride of President

Mo Siyu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "I just want to know if I am a man and whether I am welcome in front of a woman."

Chu Chu Yan was so angry that his teeth itched, "now do you know?"

"I know, I know." Mo Siyu took a bite of sugar gourd and said triumphantly, "I didn't expect that as a man, I was so popular. I'm not inferior to you, brother Yan..."

Seeing Chu Chuyan's anger, he didn't want to take care of himself. He hurried to coax: "brother Yan, don't be angry. You know I can't marry them, but I failed those women."

Chu Chu said, "so, you're sorry?"

"No, No." Immediately before Mo Siyu beat, he forced half of the sugar gourd he had left into Chu Chuyan's mouth: "my heart can show the sun and the moon. In my heart, brother Yan is only like you. He is not only stopped by a matchmaker in the street to talk about matchmaking, but also has a cousin who was interested in you..."

Chu Chuyan's turn was wrong: "Mo'er, I said..."

"But I never doubted brother Yan's intention for me." Mo Siyu held the reins, looked sideways at Chu Chuyan and changed the topic: "is sugar gourd delicious?"

"Delicious." Chu Chuyan, like a wolf with fur, handed another string of sugar gourd wrapped in paper to Mo Siyu: "here you are."

They staggered to the virgin palace and wanted to go in, but they were stopped by the guard at the door: "the virgin palace refuses outsiders to enter. Please go back."

Mo Siyu looked at the heavily guarded guard at the gate and said politely, "I just want to visit the saint. Can you invite the saint out to see me?"

"The saint never sees outsiders. Please come back."

"Dare you ask if the saint is ill?"

"The saint is in good health. Please come back!"

"Dare you ask if a young man as tall as him has come here?" Mosiyu raised his finger and pointed to Chu Chuyan standing beside him.

Unexpectedly, the palace keeper was furious: "presumptuous, dare to slander the saint's reputation. If you don't go again, don't blame me for ruthlessly beating you out."

Mo Siyu: "

Seeing the man glared, Mo Siyu knew that his question had stepped on the other party's bottom line and quickly stopped, "sorry, I'm sorry, I took the liberty, we offended, I'll leave now."

Mosiyu pulled Chu Chuyan and turned away.

Chu Chuyan wondered: "the saint is clearly bitten by the heart Gu. How can she be healthy? This man must be lying and trying to hide something from us."

"No, he didn't lie." Mo Siyu stopped and looked at the majestic plaque of the saint's Palace: "the saint's love is broken. She is pure and clean. Even if she is bitten by a heart eater, as long as she is not emotional, she will be no different from normal people. It will have no impact..." Mo Siyu twisted the falling hair: "otherwise, he will be burned

The saint dare not let these people know her secret at all, so let's come back later in the evening... "

The night is dark and the wind is high.

Mosiyu and Chu Chuyan had just jumped onto the roof of the virgin palace. A jade flute sounded in the house. Mosiyu took Chu Chuyan to the top of the tree and said quietly, "my brother is inside."

"How do you know?"

"This song was composed by my brother." Mo Siyu took out the jade whistle and put it on his lips. He agreed to a song, and the sound of the flute in the house suddenly stopped.

The candle also went out. A moment later, a black figure jumped onto the roof, looked at the direction of the tree tops, jumped up, jumped off the eaves, and the flute sounded in the distance.