Stunning beauty forced to marry a stupid husband: black-bellied prince please accept

He asked such a question, did he want to see himself cry?

Mu Lingyue curled her lips and smiled.
She can also see that he will never feel sorry for her because of her tears.

That being the case, there is no need for her to cry.

"why are you laughing?"[

He frowned again, this humble mortal, what's so ridiculous about his words?

Mu Lingyue looked directly at him. His eyes used to be silver, a very beautiful color, as if the moonlight had poured into his eyes.

But now, his blood-red eyes can only make people feel scared.

Before, she didn't think there was anything good about Lan Qingyue.

can now. . .She really missed the old him.

The evil, wicked, teasing her from time to time, will patiently accompany Zijin, and Lan Qingyue will stand up for her at critical moments.

Will he really never come back like that?

"Mr. Lan, you seem to want me to cry, don't you?"

Lan Qingyue was taken aback.

Mu Lingyue continued, "But if I can solve everything by crying, I would be willing to let me cry for a day and a night, but I know that you don't like women crying, it will only make you feel disgusted."

His brows were furrowed even tighter, his red eyes looked deeply into hers, his lips were pursed tightly, and there seemed to be some detection in his eyes, "How do you know that I don't like women crying?"

Hmph, he guessed right, this woman was secretly spying on him.

"I think Mr. Lan has already shown it clearly. Anyone who is not blind can see it."

Lan Qingyue believed that she was spying on her secretly, and she didn't believe her words at all.

He hated her even more in his heart.

This woman is as scheming as he thought, if it wasn't for the relationship between Yan Mo, he would have been rude to a woman like her long ago.

His face was originally cold, but now it was a little more mocking, and he sneered, "It's good that you know, then you should also know, I hate stalking women even more."

"You go."

He turned around and said coldly, "If you don't want me to really hate you, don't come here again. If you make me angry, I don't care what kind of relationship you have with Yanmo. At that time, I won't be polite to you .”[

Mu Lingyue nodded and didn't bother her any more.

"Okay, Mr. Lan, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm leaving..."

She turned and left.

When she was gone, Lan Qingyue turned around and looked at her back quietly.

Her petite and thin back looks lonely,

He frowned, and stretched out his hand to press his heart. For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable. This feeling was very strange, and he didn't know what kind of feeling it was.

It seems a little stuffy, and it seems a little painful.

This humble mortal, why does he feel this way every time he sees her, especially when she shows a pitiful look.

He never wanted to see this woman again.

How can his mood be affected by a humble mortal.

She left, but the osmanthus cake she brought was scattered on the ground.

There is a sweet aroma in the air, and the aroma of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that has turned into powder is even stronger.