Rescuing the Supporting Character

The chicken soup is very fragrant, with a hint of farmhouse-specific firewood.

Wen Ruqi carefully opened the oil star floating above, picked up a spoonful of blowing and sent it to Moxie's mouth.

"...I can come by myself." But just taking a sip, Mo Xie slammed his head and refused to open his mouth.

This is not right. Where the guards were half lying on the bed, the master sat on the side and waited for him. Even if the lady thinks about him any more, it is too much.

Wen Ruru grinds his teeth and glances at him: "Don't twist and pinch like a girl, there are no other people here, I don't care, you are nervous."

"But..." Mo Xie reluctantly opened his mouth and wanted to distinguish, which is not reasonable.

Unexpectedly, she took the opportunity to put the chicken soup in the spoon into his mouth, and the full-hearted resistance of Moxie would not give up.

Seeing that he coughed fiercely, he had to put down the bowl, and he smacked his back with helplessness to help him sigh: "I am afraid of you, I will help you, you can drink it yourself."

Mo Xie’s face is full of redness, and he doesn’t know whether it’s coughing or shy. He raised his hand and took the spoon and silently bowed his head and drank two. The long eyelashes smudged a heavy shadow under the eyes.

"How is the taste?" Wen Ru is apricot and bright, looking at him with anticipation.

Mo Xie looked up, such a lady, looks like a puppy waiting to be fed. He couldn't help but smack his mouth slightly, and his eyes glanced at the clear five red-green fingerprints on her face.

"Very good." Mo Xie gently pushed the bowl to the front of the warmth, quietly watching her no voice. Such a precious food, this should not let him alone.

Wen was so smiling, just like the scar on his face was simply insignificant. As soon as he grasped his hand, he took a sip on his unused spoon.

Then look up and smile at him: "Sure enough."

Mo Xie looked at her natural and rude behavior, and it took only a long while to return to God. A handsome face suddenly became red, and even the dim light could not conceal his panic.

He stuffed the spoon into her hand, and there seemed to be a burning sensation on his fingers. Even the words of the sentence are too late to say, they lie down and stiff like a frightened elephant.

Watching him sneak into the broken cotton wool, Wen Wen could not help but sneer.

However, he took a sip of his leftovers, and he could have such a big reaction. If she kissed his mouth shamelessly, wouldn't she know if Moxie would directly kill himself in the quilt?

Wen Ruo put down the bowl, leaned over and leaned over, softly and softly whispered in his ear and asked: "Mo Xie, what's wrong with you, is it uncomfortable?"

Mo Xie avoids inevitable, and can only scream back with sorrow: "Miss, such a rash move should not be what everyone is doing."

Wen Ru is an exhibition arm hooking his neck, the language is pure and innocent, but the eyes are with a glimmer of radiance: "But you are not an outsider, why not."

Mo Xie pulled down her arm and looked at her eyes seriously. The color said: "Mo Xie is just a sinner. I can’t treat the lady so sincerely. The lady has grown up no more than before. It’s good to avoid the suspicion in the future.”

In his deep eyes, there is only sincere concern, and there is no impurity in the clear.

Wen is warm in his heart, but he does not want to be easily dismissed by him. Such a good man, if it is missed, it is a violent thing.

She turned her head and asked with a puzzled question: "Is the festival important?"

"Of course." Moxie breathed a sigh of relief and patiently prepared to explain to her that it was okay for Wen to help the young lady to establish a correct morality. He could correct her behavior little by little.

Mo Xie believes that the intelligence of Miss Miss can quickly understand how important a festival is for a woman.

She will marry into a good family who is at the door of the household. There will be a husband who loves her with one heart and one heart. The person must be a gentleman of Yushu Linfeng. She will have several children with powder makeup in the future.

He will protect them like a young lady. She only needs to enjoy her life without worry.

This is his young lady, the life she should have lived.

"Men and women have their own defenses, and they are starving to death." She saw a hair slipping down her ear. His fingertips moved slightly, and he did not care for her as she did yesterday. Mo Xie doesn't think this sentence is correct. Nothing is more important than saving his life, but you can also know how people outside think about it."

Mo's evil words are sincere. In these two days, he is lax. He should not worry about his master's affairs because he was injured. I hope that my mistakes did not mislead her, let her think that as long as they are trusted, they can be so close.

"But we all have a pillow together, do we care about those little things?" Wen Ruyi blinked at him innocently, his lips rising, and his smile was bright.

Mo Xieyi was stagnation, and he was waiting to open his mouth to explain it. He was blocked by the next sentence of Wen Ruyi.

"If someone is told that I have slept with other men, no one will want me, or else you will marry me." Wen Ru is a gaze, this festival is really important.

Mo Mo was paralyzed, and he profoundly had the feeling of lifting his own stone and licking his own feet.

For a long time, he only screamed hard: "It is only a matter of expediency to sleep in the prison. It is not true."

Looking at his whitish thin lips, Wen couldn't bear to push too tightly. Otherwise, maybe he would blame himself one day.

She sighed and slowly leaned over to his body, his cheeks against his stiff chest.

His heartbeat was as turbulent as a drum, and Wen whispered slowly: "He wants to give me away, for the sake of great cause, he will not care about the insignificant father and daughter family.

I know that you said these are for me. However, Mo Xie, I may not have the opportunity to marry in my life. This is not your fault, nor is it my fault. I must blame me for not being born in Wen. ”

After this wayward escape, Wen Hou will definitely see her tighter, and it is fortunate to be able to save Moxie. She does not expect Wen Hou to give her any good face.

The fate of the next two years is already doomed, and Wen is not afraid. How can Ren Renqing remember her hate and she will not have her life.

As long as she does not provoke him honestly, for a long time, he will naturally forget that there is a piece of chess that has been provoked by him.

"This is my life. We can't resist until we have enough strength." Wen Ruo quietly fell on his chest, listening to the heartbeat that he gradually calmed down, whispering softly. "After entering the generals, You can't anger Ren Renqing as you did last time, otherwise he will seize this opportunity to kill you."

Only after more than two years of crouching, Moxie will be able to fly to the sky and stand out from the crowd.

Only then did they have enough chips to break away from this involuntary life trajectory.

This atmosphere is still too sad, Wen is smiling and looking up, greet Mo Xie silently watching her eyes, his eyes are full of sadness that can not be opened.

She smiled and said softly: "But I don't regret it. As long as you have been with me, even if it is hell, I can safely take a look."

Mo Xie’s heart is sour and sorrowful, only a wave of heat waves in the chest surged up.

For the first time, he did not avoid the gentle gaze, his lips twitched for a moment, and finally did not say a word, just gently raised his hand and stroked her long, soft and smooth hair.

Being able to have such a move is already the limit of Moxie. Wen Ruo’s lips were light and his eyes narrowed in his palm.

This is enough. One day, he will understand that for him, she is not just a master.

Mo Xie, who was calculated by Wen Ruyi, thought that he could take a bed with his own lady and endure her hugs from time to time. It was already a retreat without a bottom line.

But the next morning, when she disregarded his belt to dispel his belt, Mo Xie knew that he was completely wrong.

In front of him, Wen Ru is simply that there is no lower limit at all.

Mo Xie rushed to hold her hands in a mess, and became angry and said: "Miss! I am a bodyguard, not your pet!"

Wen Ru looked at him with grievances and did not dare to move: "How do you think so, I just thought, I have not got up in two days, you will definitely be in a hurry."

"This kind of thing can't be done, you can't move, except who, who can help you." She grinned and prepared to cry as soon as he got angry.

"Hands open," Mo Xie slammed her raised hands and glanced at it. Don't look at the Gong barrel in the corner, hate and say, "You turn around, I can be alone."

It’s not that she is a Christine, she can do it without incident, there is no reason he can’t do it.

The idea was good, but when Mo Xie moved the wall to the place, watching Wen’s figure back and the new Gong barrel in front of him, he suddenly found that he could not do it.

He didn't have such a thick face in the silent room, in the warmth of the face, took off his pants and loudly released the water. Mo Mo, feeling the belt, was so angry that Wen Hou could think of freezing him. How could he not solve the toilet problem in the room? !

He glared at the stone crevices on the wall and silently counted how long he could persist with his own martial arts.

The ear did not hear any sound, how could Wen could not guess the thoughts in his heart, she tried to whisper and asked: "Or, I will sing a song for you?"

"... Shut up!" Mo Xie was so dizzy, he must have been mad at her.

Wen Ru is a slap in the face, and for his entanglement, she really can't help it. I only hope that he can figure it out as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he closes it for a few more days, he will really find a problem.

The tortoise still has to pee. Anyway, it will be done sooner or later. What is the difference between a few days earlier and a few days earlier?

When the Moxie Heavenly Man was fighting, the closed door suddenly opened, and the two guards with the knife came in first, followed by two strange cockroaches carrying the tray.

"Hou Ye has an order, let you pack and see him again."