The man is as charming as a painting and as beautiful as the moon, and his melodious and leisurely voice is filled with sadness.
No one can refuse.
On the other hand, Su Ruotang's extreme facial control seemed to be only bewitched by Mo Ronyan.
She tilted her head and said in a calm tone, "If everyone I saved wanted to be friends with me, then I would probably have more friends than the fish in this lake."
The rejection in his words was extremely obvious.
But Xing Nanye didn't seem to understand.
He bit his fingertips gently and complained softly, "I may not live long, and I don't dare to hope for too long. For the few days you are in Jingzhou, let's be friends, okay?"
"My wife does not make friends with people whose identities are unknown." Mo Ronyan drank the tea that had lost its temperature in one gulp, and his tone was as cold as ice.
Xing Nanye straightened up leisurely, leaning on the chair in the corridor, holding his forehead gracefully.
A picturesque face with a gentle smile.
He spoke slowly and calmly, "I am the legitimate son of the Zhu family. You can check my identity."
The Zhu family is a secret device planted by Xing Ming in Dongqi.
No contact for a hundred years.
Don't be afraid of Zilin Guards or Dongqi Royal Secret Guards going to investigate.
Mo Ronyan narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent looming in his eyes, "You can fake your identity, but if I kill you now, it doesn't matter what your identity is."
Xing Nanye raised his lips and smiled, his eyes filled with evil, "Kill me, and the river god will marry your wife in a while."
"You can't bear to put her in danger?"
The last note fell, and before Mo Ronyan could answer, he looked at Su Ruotang softly, "Girl, all the wives married by the River God never returned. I am willing to be the wife of the River God. You should take the opportunity to leave Jingzhou as soon as possible."
The twinkling pupils were all worried about Su Ruotang.
Mo Rongyan looked at him steadily with deep eyes, "The local people only know that the river god married a wife, but they don't know whether those girls are dead or alive. How can you be sure that they are dead?"
He had a lazy posture, leaning on the back of the chair, stroking the little jade cat on his wrist with his slender jade-like fingertips, "Or are you the one behind the River God's marriage?"
Xing Nanye's eyebrows were smiling, and his eyes were moving and seductive.
He smiled softly and charmingly, his eyes calm and calm.
The eyes were filled with a gentle luster like spring water.
He has a demon-like, fairy-like, righteous and evil temperament about him.
It's as if the evil peach blossom fairy came to the world and is not affected by the wind and dust.
He straightened his sleeves slowly and said calmly, "If I were the River God, the engagement letter should be given to the girl."
"There is no news about the girls who were married off by the river god. Zhu speculates that something unexpected happened to them."
Mo Ronyan suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Xing Nanye.
A touch of coercion poured down with his cold, frosty gaze.
The smile on Xing Nanye's face did not diminish at all.
The atmosphere gradually calmed down.
Su Ruotang blinked, his black and white eyes filled with confusion, "Why do you keep pestering me?"
"With your status, you have no shortage of friends."
A trace of pain flashed across Xing Nanye's charming fox eyes.
Her melodious voice was filled with traces of self-mockery and sadness, "They all approach me with a purpose."
"Only you saved me without any purpose."
Mo Ronyan sneered: "You approach my wife, why don't you have a purpose?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly and grabbed Xing Nanye's neck, "No matter who you are, don't even think about getting close to my wife!"
Xing Nanye's pale face suddenly turned red.
As if the mutton-fat white jade was stained with blood, it is so beautiful that words cannot describe it.
He had difficulty breathing, there was a faint pain in his eyes, and he kept coughing.
The next moment, the color in his eyes flashed slightly.
Mo Ronyan's body temperature...
Why is it so low?
Feeling the dizziness gradually coming from his mind, he gave up thinking and turned his head to look at Su Ruotang with difficulty. Broken syllables spilled from his blood-red lips:
"Ahem...if he really loves you...ahem...he shouldn't restrict you from making friends..."
"Ahem...he doesn't love you...he is just a man's possessiveness..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Rongyan suddenly threw him aside.
"Ahem..." Xing Nanye's body hit the wooden table hard, a sweet taste filled his throat, and a wisp of bright red slipped from the corner of his mouth.
He lay weakly on the ground, looking up at Su Ruotang with a smile.
Su Ruotang frowned and looked down at him condescendingly. His ethereal tone was cold and without warmth, "Mr. Zhu, whether your husband loves me or not is a matter between me and my husband. It has nothing to do with you."
"I saved you because of my instinct as a healer."
"Even if I see a beggar, I will save him."
Beyond the words, my saving you has nothing to do with your identity or appearance.
As long as it is a human being, I will save it.
Xing Nanye's heart was shocked and in severe pain.
He swallowed the sweetness that came to his throat and gave a weak and pale smile, "I was the one who disturbed the girl."
After saying this, he stood up holding on to the table and staggered away.
Su Ruotang frowned: "Are you sick?"
It’s the first time I’ve met someone who pesters people to be friends.
Zhu Ye appeared out of nowhere and glared at Su Ruotang angrily, "My young master is not in good health. He just wants to be friends with you. He is about to die. Can't you even satisfy her small wish? ?”
Su Ruotang:? ? ?
Not only the master is sick, but also the servant he keeps is sick.
I have never seen such forced friendship!
She was angry and said: "I would have saved him last night if I had known." Forget about drowning.
Mo Ronyan's voice was faint and his tone was plaintive, "My husband has so many love rivals."
Su Ruotang raised her eyebrows.
She raised the corners of her lips, and her soft voice was deliberately elongated, like a summer day, seducing people's hearts:
"The fairy is too charming, and this fairy is also very distressed."
After the sound fell, she stood up, patted Mo Ronyan's shoulder with her bare hands, lifted the man's chin with her jade-white fingers, and the tail of her upturned eyes shed strands of seductive luster:
"This fairy loves beauty, sir, you must take good care of this skin~"
The last ray of her voice fell just as the last ray of the sunset dissipated.
The night sky dotted with stars is like broken tung smoke and ink, rich and dark.
People on the street packed up their things and went home.
On the day when the river god got married, the sun was setting and the streets were empty.
