348 I want to marry you

In addition, Luo Wener was injured in prison and was in a critical situation. If Hu Lun hadn't stopped her desperately, he would have sent all the ice and snow to her.

He is a little overstretched, but he is used to this kind of life. As long as he is careful, he will not get hurt easily.

Today is an accident.

The world's most skilled hand is the "supervisor" and teaches. He does not allow others to intervene and blindly rushes to work. As a result...

Fortunately, Hu Lun was not brought with him, otherwise the little eunuch would know that he would cry like a rabbit, as if he would drive the crane west the next moment.

Maybe one day he will die for this. He also had infinite hatred, but at this moment, he felt very happy.

"Since I want you to put it at the head of the bed, how can I let others touch my fingers?" Holding her busy hand: "Actually, if you change your sincerity at this moment, you will be satisfied even if you die of blood!"

"What are you talking about?"

Luo Wen'er's face changed and suddenly felt ominous.

"I mean..."

"No nonsense!"

The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, she was silent for a while, and suddenly hugged her in her arms: "Yuncai, I want to marry you..."

Think of him as selfishness. In his limited life, in the years when he doesn't know when it will end, he doesn't want to have her completely.

If you have hesitated before, as soon as you say it, you have made up your mind in an instant.

"Cloud, promise me..."

Luo Wen'er was shocked.

Although the two are in an ambiguous situation, although Zhao Yi and others have repeatedly "forced marriage" recently, she and he are tacit because of that person. Although she didn't know when she would be "mused", he was also confused by her confusion. She thought everything was the same. How could she suddenly happen today...

"Mo Xi, in fact, I..."

"I know it!"

As his arms suddenly tightened, her heart also tightened... Does he know? What does he know?

This simple sentence is too much for people to imagine.

"Cloud, don't worry, I will solve everything..."

Her heart was shocked again... What kind of "solution"? What does "everything" mean? How to solve it?

"Cloud, don't worry, everything has me. I just need you to understand what you mean..."

Her heart... What does her mean?

She suddenly felt very flustered, as if something was about to happen, as if she was looking forward to it, but there seemed to be some unknown fear hidden in it.

She grabbed Qian Yumo's skirt, but did not dare to ask.

Qian Yumo also stopped talking, but gently stroked the back of her shoulder and felt the trembling in her arms. The orange eyes that fell on the window lattice looked more and more dark as jade, and completely fell into darkness with the afterglow.

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It was not until an uninvited guest came to Tianxiang Tower that Luo Wener understood what Mo Xi said "I know" meant.

June 6 is the day to wash and bask in the sun, also known as Tianjian Festival, which is the day to expose clothes, bedding, calligraphy and painting, scriptures, etc.

Since the opening of Tianxiang Building, Luo Wen'er has been pay extra attention to ancient festivals, because this is a good opportunity for her to promote goods and attract customers. Although the current situation of Tianxiang Building seems to be a little too much, whether it is prosperous or indifferent, it is necessary to strive for a certain exposure in business.

Unconsciously, Shengjing's restaurants and even other industries related to business have begun to take the lead. Since she launched vegetarian dumplings, vegetable steamed buns, and various pigments on Tomb-sweeping Day and gave them a low price, early in the morning of June 6, when it was convenient for merchants to open, with prices ranging from 1 to 30%, and many stores took the opportunity to dump the goods that had been accumulated for a long time. Sell and set a series of discounts such as "buy five get one free". In particular, the silk and satin village put out all kinds of clothes, drying them while selling them. The streets were full of colors, like clouds and steaming clouds, which were very lively.

This brings a good opportunity to the teahouse.

All the windows are hot and mixed with fragrance. I think it must be enough today. All kinds of hawks come one after another. Even if you don't go in and taste it, just listening is a kind of enjoyment.

All the shops were full of people, and the Tianxiang Building was even more overcrowded. Zhao Yi and others were so busy that Luo Wener was lucky to stay in the restaurant.

In fact, recently, her time in the restaurant has gradually become longer, all because of Mo Xi!

Because he was injured that day, she was worried.

In fact, he returned to that rich home with better care, but... what should he do on the way? Wu, who had always been like a tail, disappeared for some reason. He wanted Zhao Yi and others to escort him, but Mo Xi was awkward and said that he didn't want unimportant people to know where he lived unless she went back with him. At that time, he would teach her to climb the window.

She knew that he wanted to stay, but for the sake of his injury, she had to reluctantly agree. Mo Xi immediately took an inch and wanted to sleep with her in a **, saying that it was convenient for her to take care of herself, but she felt that he had ulterior motives.

However, her worries turned out to be superfluous.

Mo Xi slept deeply and breathed smoothly, but it made her more worried.

That time, he was like that, and the result...

She didn't dare to sleep. Every once in a while, she tried his breath or pinched his nose until he frowned and was slightly relieved.

It's not that he didn't want to hire a doctor, but Lao Wu said about his illness, and the ordinary doctor was helpless.

So she could only guard him and stare at him for a moment.

That night, his beautiful and noble side was engraved in his heart bit by bit. With the beating of his heart, it was a slight itchy pain.

However, perhaps because she was too nervous and spent too much energy, she fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up from his dream and wanted to find out his safety, Fang found that he, who had been lying well, somehow turned around and held himself in his arms, as if he was afraid of disturbing her sleep. His arms only gently wrapped around her, while he still slept deeply.

She looked at his quiet sleepy face and quietly moved herself closer to him. Her face was close to his chest, she smelled the faint fragrance between the folds of his clothes, and listened to his clear and powerful heartbeat, and her heart was unprecedentedly safe.

She suddenly thought that it would be great if time could stay at this moment and make her have nothing to think and worry about nothing.

She fell asleep again in this silence and woke up in the bright sun.

She was in a trance for a moment, and then she jumped up.

Mo Xi... Mo Xi is gone!

She ran down the stairs and saw Fangshan placing tables and chairs, so she asked, "Where's Mr. Mo?"

Fangshan looked at her strangely: "I just left..."

Since you can walk, it means it's okay.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Jue just moved too violently, which made her heart beat chaotic, her head was dizzy, and her chest was a little stuffy.

She planned to go back and lie down again, but she turned around and suddenly turned her head again...

Fangshan was shocked by her: "zhang, shopkeeper, are you all right?"

Luo Wen'er stared at him: "How did you know he left?"

Fangshantou saw such a fierce shopkeeper. Fortunately, he had seen the world and immediately stabilized his mind: "Just now... about half an hour ago, Mr. Mo came down from here and left with a throb..."

In order to describe the image, Fangshan also bent his index finger and middle finger as two inverted legs.

"Oh, by the way, he also said that the shopkeeper worked hard all night and is still asleep. Let's start work later today and clean up a little lower..."

Luo Wener glanced at it and found that Zhao Yi and others had gone to work. At this moment, they all looked at her stunned.

She suddenly felt that her legs and feet were weak.

"Shopkeeper, are you all right?" Fangshan wanted to help, but he felt bad and rubbed his hands uncommably: "Shopkeeper, if you are tired, go up and rest..."

It's better if he didn't say it. As soon as he said it, Luo Wener was furious.

Mo Xi, you walked from the gate clearly yesterday and again today. How did you get in during this period? What do you want people to think? You climbed the window so smoothly. Why don't you climb out of the window and walk through the main door? Have you lost your memory? And what you said is like me and you, me and you... What do you think?

Do you just want others to think so?

Not to mention how aggressive she returned to her room that day. In short, since then, Zhao Yi and others have never given her ideological education, and they have shown a relieved smile from time to time.

She knew that in such a time and space, they would think that since there was a "fait accompli", she could no longer stick to her own opinions and could only wait to get married, so she found that recently, Zhang's mother and others had begun to secretly embroider the dowry for her.

Mo, Xi!

Now, as long as she thinks of the name, she wants to catch this person and beat him up.

But the person who came to the door for three days disappeared for six days in a row, making her change from anger to doubt, from suspicion to worry, and then from worry to fear.

She thought about all kinds of possible crises, but she no longer dared to go out and just waited for his news obediently.

The people in Tianxiang Building are also waiting, but they are waiting for the white man to be "responsible" for the shopkeeper.

So whenever Luo Wener looked through the window, she could always see a running hall standing on the roadside with the help of Yuzi, who sent guests out, looking at her window, looking at her face from distracted to serious, sighing, which was quite worried about her.

She closed the window and wanted to smash something to vent her anger.

But after looking at it for a long time, I couldn't find anything cruel, so I grabbed the pillow.

An object rolled out of the pillow.

is the fortune cat.

Pick up.

Thinking of the deep wound on his hand, there was another upset.

At this time, there was a quarrel downstairs.