My Little Mom is the Richest

Mingyue Jun looked at his twisted hands seriously, trying his best to forget about the stalwart body right behind him.

"Haha..." The magnetic laughter sounded again, "It's all a mess. As the saying goes: You think about something every day and dream about it at night. What are you thinking about in your head?"

"How can people have such wild thoughts? I don't know why I keep dreaming about these things, but... this has been like this since I can remember. What can I do?" Hearing Feng Xueyang's ridicule, Mingyue Jun was anxious and embarrassed, his face suddenly turned red, and he was anxious to explain in his heart, but he unintentionally had a hint of coquettishness.

"Oh? So, do you often have this dream when you were a child?"

"Then how do I know?" He replied angrily. He couldn't see Mu Qiu's face, but listening to his extremely relaxed and joking words, Mingyue Jun naturally ignored the other party's identity.

"Didn't you say that you have been dreaming about this since you can remember?" Feng Xueyang said innocently.

"That's because I accidentally fell into the water two years ago in the winter, injured my head, and had a high fever for seven days and seven nights. As a result... I lost my memory. I was admitted to the palace as a palace maid just after I fell ill, and I also had a high fever for seven days and nights. Did you have time to find my parents and ask what is going on? This dream started two years ago!" Thinking of this, Mingyue Jun began to feel depressed again: Those so-called family members are really good to me, but why do I always feel that Are you so unfamiliar with them that you can't get close to them?

"Really? No wonder you are always so interested in Ruoshui, and she treats you differently. It turns out that you two are in the same boat!" Feng Xueyang smiled in relief.

"..." Feng Xueyang's words seemed to be unintentional, but they stirred up a thousand waves in Mingyue Jun's heart. "Mu Qiu..."

"Um?"

"I'm sorry...you...Mrs. Ruoshui...I..." I wanted to apologize for ruining the relationship between Mu Qiu and Mrs. Ruoshui, but when I looked back, I felt that saying this made me think too highly of myself. I felt so shameless, so I hesitated, but couldn't continue.

"Silly girl! What do you owe me? You saved me!" At this point, Feng Xueyang felt helpless. She let go of Mingyue Jun in her arms, closed her eyes and fell to the side, and said leisurely, "Chao Yueqi that day. Princess Ya was obsessed with me and was rejected by me. She did not care about her status and treated me like "lovesickness". It was only because I was careless, but I was arrogant and did not want to expose my ugliness in front of others, so I formed a barrier and wanted to Fight to the death. If I hadn't paid attention to you who stayed in the room all the time, I might have died without dignity because of my bleeding, right? Maybe... this is God's will? In fact... I should thank you. "

"..." Mr. Mingyue didn't know how to respond, so why don't you say thank you? That is the most precious virginity of a woman! But if I accept this thank you, which woman in the world is willing to exchange her chastity for a "thank you"? He came here now just to say thank you, right?

"Actually... this slave has been wanting to ask since just now: Mu Qiu... why are you here?" She cautiously asked the question she had been holding in her heart, but for some reason a small hope arose in her heart.

"It's nothing. Hanyue and Ruoshui have been in poor health for the past two days and have not been able to come see you. I just had some free time today, so I came to see you. I knew you had taken the medicine and fell asleep, so I didn't bother you. I thought I just want to see that you are okay. I don’t want to see you sleeping soundly. The bed seems to be very comfortable, so I came up and lay down. Yes! This bed is indeed comfortable." Feng Xueyang said lightly without opening her eyes. . ,,.