General Leng's superb wife

Mu Xue greeted Xiaohu and Yun Mengshi, completely ignoring someone's darkened face.

Yun Mengshi, who was wearing an orange gauze skirt with a smile on her face, twisted her slender waist, walked over slowly, and sat down next to Murong Qian.

"Hello, Mr. Murong!" His bright black eyes looked at Murong Qian affectionately, and he couldn't help but be startled when he saw his gloomy face.

"Hello, Miss Yun Er!" He still had a gloomy face and his tone was cold and distant.

Yun Mengshi was surprised by Murong Qian's reaction and looked at Muxue with her head down and snickering. At this time, Muxue was immersed in the joy of successfully becoming a matchmaker. She felt the eyes staring at her and slowly raised her head.

At first, he saw Yun Mengshi's puzzled eyes.

Look at Murong Qian on the side, he almost turned into a black-faced father-in-law! She was a beautiful woman who was kind enough to help him, but he was so unhappy! Humph, you don't know what is good! Mu Xue rolled her eyes at him with some displeasure.

"He caught a cold a few days ago and he's not fully recovered yet!"

"Oh!" Yun Mengshi felt relieved. It turned out to be uncomfortable, and she thought she hated herself!

When I thought about it, I thought that Murong Qian was ill, and I felt heartbroken. I turned my head to look at him with concern, my eyes full of concern.

At this time, Murong Qian was like a volcano that might erupt at any time, his eyes full of angry sparks, staring straight at Mu Xue. This woman actually deliberately said that he was sick!

Ignoring Yun Mengshi's direct and fiery gaze, Murong Qian's eyes never left Mu Xue, full of anger and hurt.

A farmer dripping with sweat carried a bag of rice into the teahouse. When he walked to Muxue, he accidentally tripped over a chair, tilted his body, and saw the bag smashed down.

"Be careful." Murong Qian hurriedly held the bag with his hands and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mu Xue was fine.

All this was seen in Yun Mengshi's eyes, and jealousy arose spontaneously.

Looking at the two people in front of her, Yun Mengshi looked at Murong Qian, but Murong Qian kept looking at her. Mu Xue's head suddenly got bigger! What's going on?

Shouldn't it be that the two of them looked at each other lovingly, completely ignoring themselves as matchmakers, and then ran away to have a good time! Now, it's a bit chaotic~~

Muxue racked her brains to think of how to create opportunities for the two of them. Suddenly she stood up and slapped her forehead, "Ah!"

The other three people were obviously frightened by this sudden movement and couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's the matter?" Murong Qian's angry face was somewhat relieved due to anxiety, and he asked Muxue with concern.

"You're not fully recovered yet, I forgot to buy you medicine!" He said as he walked out, "You guys just chat first!" Before someone showed off his power, he grabbed Xiaohu and quickly moved away.

She didn't want to freeze to death in the teahouse.

"Jiang Yuyan!" shouted a loud voice. He looked like a sick person!

This woman, in order to push herself to others, actually cursed him to be sick! It didn't matter if she didn't understand his heart, she just pushed him to others, but she actually deliberately said that he was sick in order to push him to others!

Some of his feelings for Yunmeng Shi were just memories, and some were just infatuation. That day he found the painting from three years ago in the study room just to confirm his feelings.

"Miss Yun Er, I've taken a step ahead. Drink slowly!" Murong Qian got up and chased her out without showing any nostalgia.

At this time, Yun Mengshi's face was already dark with anger, the hand holding the tea cup kept shaking, and the water in the cup spilled out and splashed all over the floor.

Jiang Yuyan, you are so insidious, you actually humiliated me in this way? I foolishly believed you, and you treated me like a monkey!

I, Yun Mengshi, have recorded this account!

Don’t you really want to be a matchmaker? I will definitely make your wish come true!

Yun Mengshi's heart was full of anger, and her eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

Murong Qian ran out of the teahouse and couldn't help but laugh. In the empty street, there was no trace of Mu Xue anywhere!

At this time, Muxue was holding Xiaohu, leaning against the wall, laughing non-stop.

"I'm so talented! Haha" he turned his head and looked at Xiaohu with big watery eyes, "Tell me, why am I so talented?"

I was speechless, Xiaohu really wanted to faint on the spot. In my life, I have never seen such a narcissistic person!