The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Morinton came to the interest and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree on the side: "How do you pick it, I will help you?"

Qingzhu mouth corner slightly twitched, help her? Looking at the eyes of Lan Xin, who couldn’t even believe it, the green bamboo didn’t even want to look at each other’s face.

"This is no longer necessary, I will be fine soon. Mo Shaoye, you talk to Miss Lan, I will go first." He said that he would run away without giving the opportunity to speak to Molin.

Looking at the green bamboo running faster than the rabbit, Moline brows up, is it so terrible? How did this girl look at herself and ran away?

Lan Xin’s heart is not a taste. He didn’t mean to talk to her along the way. However, after seeing the green bamboo, he actually took the initiative to talk to others. This kind of differential treatment made Lan Xin very uncomfortable.

The girl named Qingzhu knew her. It was the beggar of Mrs. Ning. Her embroidery skills were very good. It was first-class. It was the big red man around Mrs. Ning. Although it was awkward, it was better than some families. Miss is also enviable.

"Mo Dao Qingzhu is very beautiful, just a pity." Lan Xin looked at the back of the green bamboo and whispered.

Molin was surprised to hear this, what is beautiful, but what a pity?

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Mu Da Ge, are you so impatient with me?" Lan Xin did not answer Moline's words, but looked at Moline, and said very uncomfortable in her heart.

Moline turned and looked at Lan Xin. The expression on his face was serious and serious: "What do you want to say? It’s weird from the beginning."

"Mu Da Ge, I just want to ask you a question, what do you think of me?" Lan Xin looked up at Molin in front of him and saw his reflection in his eyes.

"Very good." If you remove some of the little family, it is really good.

"Since I am very good, why do you want me to do this to me?" Lan Xin smiled bitterly, with a thick grievance on his face.

Moline laughed directly and looked at Lan Xin. He couldn’t help but say, "I am doing this to you? How am I against you?"

Molin felt very funny about the question of Lan Xin, especially her face was still with grievances, just like what he did to be sorry for her, such expression made Moline a little disgusted.

"Why didn't Mo Da Ge want to deal with me? Instead, when he met Qingzhu, he was as close to him." Lan Xin knew that she liked Moline. Although Molin was much older than her, she liked it.

Lan Ting can marry a person who is over ten years older than her. Why can't she?

"If I remember correctly, is this the second time we meet? I don't know how to treat you? I have known Qingzhu for many years, talk to her, and say hello, you need your consent. No?” Moline saw Lan Xin’s words so clear, naturally, but not hiding himself, but looking at Lanxin, said coldly.

Lan Xin’s face was slightly stiff, and then she shook her head quickly: “I don’t mean this.”

"What does that mean?" Moline felt inexplicably annoyed, and such a blue scent made him very disliked.

"Mu Da Ge, I just like you. I don't like to see you being intimate with other women." Lan Xin saw Molin's expression and knew that she had just questioned. Molin had already made her impression of her bad, so she was busy. Said the opening.

After the talk, Lan Xin found out what he said, his face turned red and red, and his eyes were ashamed.

Moline looked at Lan Xin and took a deep breath and said seriously: "We are not suitable. If this is the case, don't say it later."

He needs to be a person who can trust him emotionally, rather than questioning him for various reasons.

Lan Xin was waiting for Moline's answer. She thought that Moline also liked her, but Moline's words made Lan Xin have the illusion that he had misunderstood.

"Mo Da Ge, why are we not suitable?"

"Nothing is my own reason." Moline shook his head, although the attitude was serious, but the tone made Lan Xin inexplicably feel perfunctory.