Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 293
Just as the two people in the cabin were kissing passionately, another cruise ship floated past Dong Qingfeng's cruise ship lightly.

Meng Kejun, who was originally concentrating on hugging and kissing Dong Qingfeng, suddenly opened his eyes, and his heart constricted suddenly, out of breath.

"what happened?"

Seeing Meng Kejun frowning, Dong Qingfeng immediately let go of her from his arms, fearing that it was because he hugged her so intensely that she was out of breath.

Meng Kejun repeatedly waved at Dong Qingfeng, signaling him not to speak.

Her right hand was stroking the position of her heart tightly, and because of the severe pain, her opened eyes closed again.

"But Jun! What's the matter? What's wrong with you?"

Dong Qingfeng panicked now, blaming himself over and over in his heart, he shouldn't be unable to help himself at this moment, let alone hug Meng Kejun too tightly, making her breathless.

Meng Kejun shouted these words to Dong Qingfeng with difficulty, "Go get me a glass of water!"

Dong Qingfeng hurriedly ran to pour the water over, then supported Meng Kejun, and carefully handed the water glass to Meng Kejun's lips.

Strangely, as soon as the cool water slipped into Meng Kejun's mouth, Meng Kejun's heart stopped hurting all of a sudden.

She slowly opened her eyes, but was taken aback by the handsome face in front of her.

"Is it enough? Do you want more?"

On the cold handsome face, the brows were slightly frowned, and there was worry on his face.

Meng Kejun shook his head unconsciously at him, signaling that enough was enough.

"Mo Han... Mo Han..."

Before Meng Kejun could react, she reached out and hugged the handsome man in front of her.

The moment he stretched out his arms to hug Mo Han, Meng Kejun was suddenly dumbfounded.

The arm she stretched out was extremely thick, as fat as she had just crossed over.

Mo Han was hugged by Meng Kejun who was already insane. Not only did he not show any trace of anger or impatience on his face, but his originally cold face was instantly filled with pampering. He reached out and hugged Meng Kejun's plump body with narrow eyes. Li is full of self-blame.

"Prescribing drugs to make you into such a person, as long as I find him, I will make her corpse into pieces."

"boom--"

When he said this, Mo Han took the teacup in his hand and squeezed it vigorously, and it was instantly crushed into pieces in his palm.

Yin Hong's blood flowed down his fingers, dripping drop by drop on his white robe, blooming like flowers of hatred.

There was a clear smell of hatred in the air.

Meng Kejun knew now that she had fallen into the memories of the original owner of her body again.

"Guangzhou sent people to find famous doctors, no matter where these famous doctors are, you have to find a way to find them for me."

"Yes!"

"And this matter, you must find out the truth for me. If you can't find out, you will come to see me with your own head!"

"Yes!"

After coldly giving orders to the ten wolves who were waiting outside the cabin, Mo Han looked at Meng Kejun in his arms, and frowned again.

The hand holding her plump body involuntarily strengthened.

"In this life, no matter what you become, I, Mo Han, will never let go of your hand."

As he spoke, his white and slender fingers took the initiative to hold Meng Kejun's stubby and fat fingers.

Meng Kejun could feel that although his fingers were cold, his palm was warm.

She raised her head, trying to speak to him and tell her the truth.

But her mouth spread to both sides, and she yelled at him again foolishly, "Mo Han...Mo Han..."

As he spoke, saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Tick-tock saliva dripped on the back of Mo Han's hand.

There was still no trace of disgust on Mo Han's face, he reached out his hand from his arms, took out a white handkerchief, and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of Meng Kejun's mouth with his hand.

"Hey Hey……"

"Eat... eat... lotus root powder..."

After the saliva from the corner of his mouth was wiped away by Mo Han, Meng Kejun pointed to his stomach and yelled at Mo Han, indicating that he was hungry.

"Do you want to eat lotus root noodles?"

Hearing that Meng Kejun wanted to eat lotus root powder, Mo Han immediately became excited.

Meng Kejun didn't like to eat lotus root starch since she was a child, but because she likes to eat it, she would occasionally eat some with herself, but every time she would eat it only if he made it himself.

Now that she told herself that she wanted to eat lotus root noodles, it meant that she was not completely crazy, and in her heart, she still remembered their affairs.

"You wait, I'll bring it to you right away."

Mo Han ran out immediately, and rushed into the kitchen on the cruise ship as fast as he could.

Meng Kejun, who was lying on the deck, lifted the quilt and stood up after Mo Han left.

She walked to the window and looked out of the window. There was a boundless river outside. Hearing the sound of water, she should be driving on the river.

Unconsciously, Meng Kejun got up and walked to a small dressing table.

She didn't look away, her gaze fell directly on the bronze mirror.

On the bronze mirror, there was a huge fat face that couldn't bear to look directly at it. The facial features were squeezed by the fat on the face, and it was almost impossible to see.

And the corners of her mouth, uncontrollably dripping saliva from time to time.

Looking at this face in the bronze mirror, Meng Kejun's heart felt as if it was being dug out by several knives at the same time, dripping with blood, and even breathing became extremely painful.

Tears could not help but fall from the eyes.

Sometimes she is sober, sometimes confused, at this moment, her mind suddenly cleared up.

With such a face that I can't bear to look at directly, such a fat and disgusting body, what qualifications do I have to stay by Mo Han's side?
What qualifications do you have to be loved by him as always?
Such a self, staying by his side, will only become his burden, and will only make him a joke of others.

Meng Kejun was afraid that if he procrastinated any longer, his mind would become confused again, and he would not even know what he was doing.

Without thinking about it, she walked to the window and quietly opened the two largest windows.

After looking back reluctantly for the last time, while the tears in her eyes were falling, she jumped into the surging river.

"Ah—" When Meng Kejun jumped in the dream, the real Meng Kejun hugged his head and yelled, and immediately woke up.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" Dong Qingfeng immediately wiped the sweat off Meng Kejun's forehead with his sleeve.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Meng Kejun held his beating heart, she really didn't expect that this Meng Kejun would be such a staunch woman.She suddenly began to feel sorry for the man named Mo Han.Should I go find him and tell him everything I know?Seeing how he never left Meng Kejun when he was stupid, one can guess that he is also a good man.

Just across from them, on the cruise ship that just swam past, Mo Han, who was standing at the bow, looked deeply at the calm and unwavering water.

Although his face was expressionless, his heart was already turbulent. If he hadn't been careless that day, Meng Kejun wouldn't have...

He closed his eyes, not daring to think further...

Under the long moonlight, his shadow on the river surface was broken and messy...

　Thank you for the reward that there is no oil in the pot, okay!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)