The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 250 Does it look like him?

Shen Yuehan's heart trembled violently.

Why did Mo Jiu ask this question? Did he already know something...

No, it's impossible, she knows the boy best. However, if he really knew the meaning of his existence, then he would definitely not be as calm as he is now.

So what is the reason why he asked...

After thinking for a while, Shen Yuehan suddenly realized that Mo Jiu was reminding her of what she once said, "My master will come to accompany you every day, and the time he will stay with you will definitely be longer than the time he spent with Mu Xi." .

Because of what she did not long ago, he thought that she would treat him coldly, so he could only hint and remind her cautiously.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuehan's guilt towards Mo Jiu could no longer be described in words. She pursed her thin lips tightly, suddenly lowered her head and kissed his forehead, and said in a gentle voice: "Well, of course I won't lie to you as a teacher. ."

The moment she said these words, Mo Jiu's body stiffened instantly, and the rich despair broke out from the bottom of his heart crazily like a lonely monster, emerged, and continued to wreak havoc in his body, making his whole body... It became cold from top to bottom.

racking his brains to find reasons for Shen Yuehan...exhausting all his energy to create a disguise...waiting in pain and suffering, everything seemed to be completely shattered at this moment.

He didn't ask, didn't ask Shen Yuehan directly what the meaning of her giving birth to him was, because that would probably implicate Cheng Caixuan, and he himself couldn't face the too direct truth that this question might lead to, even if he just asked , even when he couldn't get the answer, he didn't have the courage to speak.

Therefore, he could only ask indirectly, asking if Shen Yuehan would deceive him.

Without asking her to really tell him the answer, even if she remained silent and changed the subject, he could deceive himself and tell himself that the master still cared about him, and she couldn't bear to tell him this cruel fact...

But she didn't...she answered, with such certainty and even tenderness...

Did Master's emotions brew for a moment? No, they just came out naturally. Could it be that this is how she has always faced herself, and her gradually getting better attitude toward herself was just her deliberate disguise... ...or does she mistake him for Wen Muxi?

Mo Jiu could hardly control his emotions, and his body began to tremble slightly. He held Shen Yuehan's waist with both hands with great strength, as if he wanted to integrate himself into her body, and uttered a desperate and hoarse voice: "Master , want me to..."

Shen Yuehan was startled, never expecting that Mo Jiu would suddenly make this request.

But in the past month, every time I came here, I just started doing that kind of thing with him...

Shen Yuehan was a little embarrassed for a moment, but more importantly, she felt sorry for the boy. The guilt turned into an ocean, and she had never regretted her actions as much as she did now.

"Let's go tonight. It's not the right time yet. How about I take you to see the outside of Baihong Valley?" Shen Yuehan said. She thought that Mo Jiu had not left Baihong Valley for so many years and planned to take him to see the outside world.

Mo Jiu shook his head slowly, his emotions finally collapsed like a dam bursting, his body was shaking like chaff, and tears kept falling from his black eyes.

Shen Yuehan was startled, and she quickly let go of the young man, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, looked down at him, and found that the despair in his eyes had almost turned into reality.

Her heartbeat seemed to have stopped beating at this moment. She had no idea why Mo Jiu was like this. Could it be that her rejection made him uneasy and fearful?

For a teenager, are these the only things that can make him feel safe?

Shen Yuehan couldn't bear it, but for the sake of Mo Jiu, she still said in a deep voice: "Okay."

She kissed Mo Jiu's lips, but for the first time she didn't feel any beauty. There was still the sourness of tears on it, just like the emotions in her heart at the moment.

The next moment, Mo Jiu responded fiercely, as if he was mad before death, which made Shen Yuehan a little frightened, so she had to treat him more gently.

Mo Jiu used this kind of thing to cover up the fact that she knew the truth, but deep in her heart there was a glimmer of hope, hoping that Shen Yuehan could discover all this.

That would prove that Master understands him.

But when the clothes were untied and a cold, soft hand touched her, the hope in Mo Jiu's heart was instantly swept away by despair and wiped out.

The master doesn't love him at all, so how can she possibly understand his emotions... She only loves Wen Muxi.

Then if he is really Wen Muxi... is there any possibility that the master can understand him...

Thinking like this, Mo Jiu tried to recall Wen Muxi's appearance as much as possible, then she curved her lips slightly, her eyes still crying slightly, and smiled brightly at Wen Muxi.

Master, do I... look like the person you love now?

Shen Yuehan looked steadily at Mo Jiu. She didn't know why, but seeing this unusual smile on his face, her heart seemed to be ripped out.

Is he deliberately trying to please her?

Shen Yuehan's lips moved slightly, wanting to say, "There's no need for this," but she couldn't, so she kissed her again, as gently as she could.

Mo Jiu's eyes widened slightly, so tender. He seemed to feel the master's love for him.

No, it was towards Wen Muxi. The way he smiled really looked like him, right?

Mo Jiu's eyebrows were crooked, her smile became more and more charming, but her tears had soaked the pillow unknowingly.

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After it was over, the smile on Mo Jiu's face still did not weaken at all. It was like a made doll, with a set expression that could not be changed.

The young man smiled, he finally thought of a way to make his master love him.

As long as he becomes Wen Muxi, Master will love him forever...

"Wuxi, you don't have to laugh." Shen Yuehan whispered. She looked at Mo Jiu's expression. Although he was smiling, she felt an indescribable aura from him, as if he was about to melt. The ice and snow, the flowers that will wither at any time.

Mo Jiu's smile froze.

Why doesn't he even have the right to smile?

Yes, that matter is over, he is no longer Wen Muxi, and Shen Yuehan no longer needs him to be Wen Muxi.

She will leave and find the real Wen Muxi.

Mo Jiu suppressed her smile, lowered her gray eyes, and with such despair in her heart, she said briskly: "Yeah."

Shen Yuehan's heart also trembled inexplicably following this 'um'.

She always felt that something was wrong with Mo Jiu, but couldn't find the reason. She was silent for a long time, and finally thought of something, and said slowly and seriously: "Wuxi, you are not Mu Xi's substitute. After a while, I will Just let the entire Baihong Valley know your existence and truly accept you, okay?"

Is this his last time?

"Yes." Mo Jiu's dim eyes remained motionless, and she responded briskly.