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Chapter 42 Confession 2
Han Yueniang still made a sound, but the silent figure disappeared in an instant like a puff of smoke.

"You really are. You are not called Mr. Murong. How can you say that Mr. Murong was also the first person to help you? How could you treat him like this?" In recent days, she found that there seemed to be something going on between Yueniang and Mr. Murong. Variety.

"That's right, miss, I'm not talking about you. You see, Mr. Murong is out alone without any family or friends around. You still don't want him to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with us."

Facing Lingxin's accusing eyes, Han Yueniang looked sideways.

The meaning of the Mid-Autumn Festival is to spend it with the family, but what is the relationship between Murong Luo and them, and he lives here, she is worried that if someone with ulterior motives sees it, the news will definitely spread again.

It's for the benefit of both parties that she did so.

And silently went to call him, and she didn't stop her.

They all said that she was cruel.

After a while, silently holding Murong Luo's hand, he walked slowly.

Suddenly, everyone was startled, and they couldn't help but secretly squinted at him. After all, the coldness on Murong Luo's body was enough to frighten them.

And Xia Yan, who had been staying in the dark, looked horrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

The master has always disliked others approaching him, and there was still a child leading him out, which was quite detrimental to his dignity.

If this matter is told to other people, they will definitely not believe it, and they will definitely say that he saw such a picture in a dream.

Not only that, but when he came back this time, he felt that the master had become very strange, and his words and deeds were very different from before. If it wasn't for the familiar indifference and sternness on his face when facing him, he would have suspected that the master was a counterfeit.

Walking to Han Yueniang's table, she silently pushed Murong Luo to sit beside Han Yueniang, and she sat beside Murong Luo, and Lingxin was on the other side.

Momo was very obedient and showed a bright smile to Murong Luo, "Uncle Murong, it's okay if my mother doesn't take care of you, I can take care of you, and I'm also the owner of this house. I'll give you whatever you want to eat."

Hearing this, Han Yueniang's face darkened slightly. Why did she listen to this, as if she was challenging her?
The joy in Murong Luo's heart is like a flower in the sun, as bright as it is, as bright as it is, as happy as it is cheerful.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, it's worthy of him being so kind to Momo, in the future he will be even more kind to Mo Momo.

Mrs. Zhang was also ashamed of Momo's words, and gave Han Yueniang a sideways look, as if to say, look at you, even your own daughter is doing better than her own.

Han Yueniang pursed her lips slightly displeased.

Mrs. Zhang said with a gentle smile: "Mr. Murong, you don't have to be polite, just treat it as your own home. If you want to eat anything, I will ask Yueniang to make it for you."

"Thank you Madam Han." Murong Luo nodded politely and thanked.

"You are too polite. You have stayed at our house for a long time. It is because we did not greet you well. If you hadn't helped Yueniang back then, how would we be here today? It should be us who want to thank you."

"Perhaps it's fate!" He glanced at Han Yueniang vaguely.

She has been avoiding him these days, and he will not let her continue to avoid him tonight.

Even Xia Yan in the dark was secretly startled by his determined eyes.

Master, are you here for real?
Han Yueniang hurriedly dodged his gaze, and said to Mo Mo: "Miss Mo Mo, can we have dinner now?"

Sometimes she wondered if she was too spoiled silently?Whatever you say, do what you say, there is nothing wrong with her.

"Okay, let's have dinner."

The silent and sweet voice was full of joy and joy.

The dark sky, the round and beautiful moon, and a wisp of thin clouds drifting by from time to time, seem to be expressing the deep homesickness.

Conversations were loud and low, and it seemed very homely.

On the contrary, Han Yueniang's table was a little quiet.

They were all silently talking to Murong Luo alone.

Murong Luo always answered her, um, ok, two words, nothing else, he would occasionally add food silently.

Smiling silently is even more beautiful than the moon tonight.

Seeing her smile, Han Yueniang felt very satisfied, and a faint sense of happiness spread.

Sending off the long-term workers and the others, Lingxin began to lay out fruits to respect the moon.

The grapefruit is inserted with three notes of incense.

Silently followed behind her, followed her to worship the moon.

Mrs. Zhang squatted in a corner and burned paper money.

Looking at the round and big moon in the sky, Han Yueniang was slightly lost in thought.

She has cut off all contact with her in that world, and she also knows that the chance of her going back is slim, but today, she misses her family there very much, and she doesn't know how they are doing.

Murong Luo was keenly aware of the slight sadness and longing spreading from her body.

Who is she thinking about?
Her family is now by her side.

Could it be that she was thinking of her brother Han Xiaoyong in that prison?

His heart seemed to be twisted crazily by someone, and the throbbing pain made him feel suffocated.

Stepping straight towards her, standing beside her, just like her, looking up at the soft and beautiful moon.

"What are you thinking?"

The elegant and deep words are like a beautiful song.

She couldn't help but stunned for a moment.

After a while, she sighed deeply, "Mid-Autumn Festival is a time to miss family members, but you, what about your family members? Do you miss them?"

It was also the first time they had talked about him.

The corners of Murong Luo's mouth were slightly gentle, not because he thought of his family, but because she asked him this, which showed that she was willing to be close to him.

"Large noble families, as the so-called missing family members, there are very few, and some of them are unscrupulous. Although I can't go home, I have sent someone back to tell them."

Han Yueniang raised her eyebrows lightly, "Big families are complicated, so it's better for our small families! We are together every day, we can laugh when we want, weep when we want, we have a lot of freedom."

"I'm free now, too."

"You said that you are a son from a noble family, and your whole body is full of nobility. I think you should have done a lot when you left home!"

"It's okay." But in his heart, he showed his appreciation for her accurate guess.

So in the end, did she guess right?Han Yueniang glanced at him, it was rare to talk about his family, and now she didn't even want to know.

It seems like a century has passed.

"Why are you avoiding me recently?"

Upon hearing Murong Luo's words, Han Yueniang immediately responded, "How is it possible, how could I avoid you, I have something to do recently, so I am very busy."

"Really? You haven't been to the town yet, you've been hiding in the house. You're not avoiding me. What's that?" You didn't go to town all day.

Han Yueniang's eyes flickered in a hurry, and she didn't dare to look at her, "You think too much of yourself, I'm just tired, I just stay in the room to rest."

At first, she entered the space because she didn't want to see Murong Luo. After entering to practice, she didn't think about him much.

"Oh! Am I being sentimental?"

"Ah?" Han Yueniang quickly smiled stiffly, and waved her hand, "I mean you think too much, you really don't want too much."

Facing him approaching step by step, Han Yueniang panicked and backed away involuntarily.

"Why do I think too much? Don't you think about it?"

"What are you thinking about?" She refused to admit that she was thinking about him recently.

But she didn't know that her panicked expression had already betrayed her heart.

"I wasn't thinking about anything."

"Oh!" Murong Luo smiled meaningfully.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Yueniang caught a glimpse of the smile on the corner of his mouth, why did she feel as if there was no silver 300 taels here?
"It's nothing." Murong Luo imitated her method and said lightly.

"Murong Luo." Han Yueniang glared at him angrily.

But he secretly asked himself with a guilty conscience, could it be that he already knew something?

"Han Yueniang!" Da Dan called her deeply, as if he had a thousand words to tell her.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Han Yueniang couldn't stand his eyes, so she quickly shifted her gaze.

Why did she feel that Murong Luo in front of her has become weird, could it be fake?

But she didn't have the courage to step forward and touch his cheek to check if it was really Murong Luo.

If it was true by any chance, then it was hard to guarantee that she would not be hacked to death.

In an instant, Murong Luo was very domineering, holding her tightly in his arms, not allowing the slightest rejection from her, staring straight at her with bright eyes like torches, and not allowing the slightest avoidance of her eyes.

After being slightly stunned, the aura that belonged to him and his body heat kept coming. She was frightened, struggled, and looked in the direction of Mrs. Zhang and the others in panic.

The yard was empty, only the two of them were left.

It turned out that Mrs. Zhang and the others had quietly left at some point, leaving only the two of them and Xia Yan in the dark.

After struggling for a long time, he was as stable as Mount Tai and did not move at all.

"Murong Luo, what do you want? Let me go?"

Looking at her eyes, her eyes seemed to be like the hot little sun in summer, not to mention the dazzling beauty, but also very warm, as if bewitching him to keep getting closer to her.

Suddenly, before Han Yueniang realized what happened, she only felt a heat on her lips, and before she could push him away.

The lips with frighteningly high temperature crazily plundered her soft lips, and suddenly pried open her white teeth, wantonly plundered and sucked.

With a faint scent, it made him go crazy, as if he wanted more.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yan in the dark was already frightened, and stared at them in a daze.

It seemed like a stick of incense had passed before he came back to his senses.

Master, have you forgotten not to get close to girls?

"Hmm, um!" Han Yueniang beat him on the chest until she couldn't breathe, and asked him to let her go.

He held her waist tightly with one hand, letting her get closer to him, and quickly grasped her beating hand with the other, with just enough strength to make her unable to move.

In the end, he reluctantly let go of her, looking at her delicate pink face, comparable to a coquettish peony flower, he wanted to kiss her.

But he knew that if he continued, she would definitely be angry.

Because her eyes had betrayed her heart, she was shy and pretending to be angry. He really liked to see her showing such an expression.

It's not as cold and indifferent as usual, it seems that she doesn't care about anyone except her family.

Now at least he knows that she cares about him.

"If you avoid me again in the future, I will still treat you like today."

"Murong Luo, are you a pervert?" Han Yueniang yelled angrily at him, not reconciled to being bullied by him like this.

"If you think so, I can show you." My heart was full of joy, as if the sky had been brushed by rain, with a beautiful rainbow hanging, a faint sunshine pouring down, and a faint sense of happiness Generated by.

"Murong Luo, when did you become a ruffian, a hooligan?" Fortunately, she thought he was a good person before, hmph, she doesn't think he is good at all now.

The previous self must have been stepped on by the furnace.

There was no trace of anger on Murong Luo's face, and he looked at her with a faint smile.

(End of this chapter)