Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 23 That's Your Husband Wen Tao's Patron Saint

After the words fell, Wu Wuyao looked at Wen Tao with great interest. Behind her, the rain fell.

Like a bead curtain that cuts off the turmoil of the outside world, only the two of them confided in each other and tested each other.

The air was stagnant, and the conversation fell into a brief silence, only the sound of rain was heard.

Fifth Yao closed the white folding fan slightly tightly in his hand, and then spoke again, with a cold and charming voice.

"If it's out of responsibility, you don't have to care about me, I don't need to.

If it is out of a little bit of joy, I will gladly accept your concern. "

Regarding Wuyao's temptation, Wen Tao spoke of the breeze and the bright moon, and the tears and moles under his eyes caused ripples in Wuyao's heart, and a slightly sick voice sounded like pearls like jade.

"I won't love you, my love is too heavy for you. My life is limited, I only have one year to be with you, that's all.

It is painful for you to let you fall in love with me, but then leave you. "

Wen Tao implied that he would not fall in love with Wu Yao, and Wu Yao should not fall in love with him either.

They are just fulfilling their responsibilities, fulfilling their contractual husband and wife relationship.

Once the content stipulated in the contract is fulfilled, Wuyao can obtain hundreds of billions of property and have no worries about food and clothing.

Hearing this, Fifth Yao's eyes were slightly colder, she turned around and ignored Wen Tao.

With a look in his eyes, the rain suddenly stopped, so domineering that people fell to the ground and worshiped.

The rain stopped abruptly, which caught Wen Tao's attention, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was no extra expression on Ruhua's enchanting face.

Looking back at the exquisite and mellow Wen Tao in the wheelchair, Wu Wuyao said in a lazy, soft voice, "Then, I'm going back, see you tomorrow."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Wen Tao's voice trembled slightly, slightly anxious: "I'll see you off."

Without looking back, Fifth Yao said in a warm and heartless voice, "No need."

Rejecting Wen Tao's kindness in a cold voice, Wu Wuyao has already stepped down the steps and left gracefully.

As soon as she left, the rain that suddenly stopped poured down the city again, and the rain was frightening.

Qi Tezhu took the umbrella and chased after him. When he saw Wen Tao, he rushed up to meet him, "Fourth Master."

Wen Tao's flirtatious phoenix eyes landed on the black umbrella in Qi Te's assistant, and immediately withdrew it. His cold white hand pushed the wheelchair under him, and said in a cold voice, "Go back, Madam doesn't need it."

"Yes." Putting away the umbrella, Qi Te hurried forward and pushed the wheelchair into the house.

"Wait." Wen Tao's voice was cool: "Someone secretly protect Madam."
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Fifth embroidery.

In a corner of the yard, Wuyao was sitting on the imperial concubine's couch with a folding fan in her hand, with a white cat lying in her arms.

Thin white hands opened the box on the table, and a pair of green jadeite bracelets came into view.

The white cat in his arms glanced at the bracelet in the box, wagged its tail, let out a 'meow', and lay sleepily in Wuyao's arms, indifferent to the jade bracelet.

Caressing the white cat's back with a thin white hand, Wu Yao's voice fell slowly: "Compared with your high-quality food in the past, this is really not a good thing."

Moving the cat with his hand, Wuyao's lips curled slightly, and his voice was lazy: "Eat enough, I will take you to the jade store next time, buy you high-quality jade, and let you eat to your heart's content."

'Meow', this meow is very cheerful, and the tail wags even more happily.

Standing up from Fifth Yao's arms, the white cat jumped onto the table.

The white claws grabbed the pair of jade bracelets, took half a bite, and ate them crunchy.

After the white cat finished eating the bracelet, it jumped off the table, returned to Wuyao's arms and continued to lie down.

Moving the white cat, Wuyao's thoughts scattered, "It stands to reason that the Wen family is corrupt and will wither sooner or later, but why is there a guardian angel protecting it?"

"Golden patron saint, the head of the five patron saints. Wen family, what can He De do?"

The white cat licked its paw and looked at Fifth Yao, "That's the patron saint of your husband Wen Tao."

"Wentao's patron saint?"

(End of this chapter)