Mrs. Waste Wood Exploded Again

   Chapter 26 The strength can only be lower than her

   "I didn't ask what you were doing here, I asked how you appeared! Are all the guards in the Qin family dead?"

   "Oh, that's how I appeared. As for why they can't see me... maybe they're blind?"

  Feng Xun's face turned black.

  A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost!

   She wouldn't believe him even if she believed in ghosts!

   "Then what are you doing to me?" Feng Xun asked after being silent for a while.

   "I don't know," the young man shook his head, his handsome face glowing faintly under the moonlight, "I feel flustered when I don't think of you, and my heart hurts when I think of you, so I'm here."

  “…”

   In her last life, how did she not know that this **** would say such things?

  If he could have flirted with her, maybe...their endings would not be the same.

  You would never have imagined that every night when she was still sleeping, this **** suddenly chased and killed her, disturbing her sweet dreams and forcing her to get up and run away.

   She has always had the urge to get up. In order to avoid his pursuit and to get revenge, she forced herself to practice diligently.

   But before she could take revenge, she fell asleep and never woke up again...

   "Then how do you feel now?" Feng Xun asked through gritted teeth, the sword in her hand had been quietly grasped.

   Thinking about stabbing him to death here, or stabbing him a hundred times and letting him die?

"Well, I see that you are much better," Mo Qianqiu said with a light smile on his handsome face, "Now, people all over the world say that I am ugly and lame and have a heart attack, but you were unfilial and beat your mother to move forward. I think the two of us are just right for each other, what do you think?"

  Feng Xun stroked his chin and looked at Mo Qianqiu with a smile: "Sounds like a good idea, but unfortunately... I don't like good-looking men."

   Mo Qianqiu was silent.

  Feng Xun approached him with a smile: "If you let me slash a few knives on your face, maybe, I'll think about it."

   "Are you jealous of my beauty?" Mo Qianqiu tapped the handle of the wheelchair, "I can change my face to see you in the future."

  “…”

   "Summer can be as ugly as she wants, how about that?"

  Feng Xun's face darkened.

   Still forget it…

   At least looking at his face is a kind of enjoyment.

   Otherwise, she would not have stabbed him again and rescued him back then.

   "Mo Qianqiu?" Feng Xun squatted down with a smile and looked at the boy in the wheelchair who looked like a heavenly man.

   Mo Qianqiu's lips curved into a shallow arc: "I'm here."

"The man I like can only be inferior to me, but not too far from me," Feng Xun raised his hand and touched Mo Qianqiu's face, smiling, "Besides, I want to stab you as soon as I see you. You, maybe we have known each other in our previous life, but we are still enemies!"

   The temperature of the girl's palm was slightly cold, like an electric shock, which made Mo Qianqiu hold the wheelchair tightly.

   His face was unmoved, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

   "Change the condition."

   "Then there's no more," Feng Xun withdrew his hand and yawned lazily, "Don't come to Qin's house in the middle of the night to find me and disturb my sleep. You go back by yourself, I won't send it."

   Feng Xun turned around and walked into the room. After she entered the room, she closed the door and extinguished the candle on the table.

   Under the cool breeze, Mo Qianqiu sat in a wheelchair, letting the evening wind blow through his white hair, he stared at Feng Xun's closed door in a trance.

   "Master."

   Ink appeared behind Mo Qianqiu at some point and called.

   (end of this chapter)