The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

The disappointment on Xiao Ruiyuan's face could hardly be concealed. Did she really not understand? No, she just used escape to reject his intention!

Slowly letting go of his wrist, his face returned to its usual coldness, but his deep eyes were still tightly locked on the person in front of him, "Go to the border."

Border? Mo Yan felt nervous! Yes, the war at the border is urgent now. As a general with great achievements in Chu, it is normal for him to be sent to the border. However, the battlefield is too dangerous without weapons and weapons!

I became worried unconsciously, and my face showed a bit of worry.

Xiao Ruiyuan's eyes lit up, and his original disappointment was diluted by this hint of worry, "Are you worried about me?"

Her scalp tightened under his scorching gaze, Mo Yan nodded slightly stiffly, with a smile on his lips, "You are my friend, so naturally I will worry about you! I don't understand things on the battlefield, I just hope You can come back safely."

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was clenched tightly again, and the voice above his head seemed to be carrying ice: "Then will you miss me?"

Why is this problem happening again?

Mo Yan was about to cry but had no tears. If she could, she would have rolled her eyes at him and shouted "No"! But she didn't have the courage. She was worried that his wrist would be broken before she could say the two words completely. It was almost broken now!

She didn't dare to say 'no', let alone 'yes'. But she knew that if she didn't tell her why today, this guy would probably keep asking. She was racking her brains to think of how to answer this question, but it really made her think of it.

"Well, I don't know if it will happen! Brother Xiao, you are still standing in front of me now. I can't imagine whether I will miss you after you leave!"

Well, he should be satisfied with this answer! Mo Yan praised her wit!

Seeing her cautious look, Xiao Ruiyuan closed his eyes and finally released his grip on her. After all, he couldn't bear to see her in trouble.

With her wrist freed, Mo Yan subconsciously put her right hand up and rubbed it. She took a sneak peek and saw several red fingerprints on it.

Xiao Ruiyuan also saw it, with regret in his eyes. He was about to grab her wrist to see if she was injured, but with a whoosh, the person in front of him quickly hid her wrist behind her, with a vigilant look on her face. Stare at him.

Xiao Ruiyuan: "..."

Mo Yan: "..."

Until Xiao Ruiyuan left the Mo family for a long time, Mo Yan was still in a trance, and his ears were full of his threatening voice:

Before I come back, don’t get engaged, okay? Even if your father forces you, it won’t work!

You are still young, don't accept any man's attentiveness, they must have bad intentions!

This is the falcon I tamed to deliver letters. I give it to you now. You must remember to write to me!

…

Lin Lin talked a lot, and Mo Yan discovered for the first time that that person also had the potential to be a chatterbox! He grabbed the falcon standing on his shoulder and poked its head with his fingers, "I'll pluck your hair and make soup. When your master comes back, I'll tell you that you're dead of illness and can't deliver the message. Will your master?" letter?"

The eagle opened its mouth and pecked hard on her white and tender fingers. It made a sharp cry, as if it was laughing at her stupidity!

Mo Yan almost burst into tears from pain. Looking at the red and swollen finger that had been pecked, she stared at the falcon and wanted to pluck out its feathers immediately, disembowell it and take it to the kitchen to be braised!

Xiao Ruiyuan, who was riding straight to Jingshan Villa, had no idea that Mo Yan was going to eat the falcon he had carefully cultivated. He was even imagining what the woman he admired would write in the letter.