Seeing the undisguised surprise in the young man's eyes, Wen Yan suddenly became angry: "Why am I just an old man in your heart? You know that all the famous ladies in Kyoto who want to marry me can go around Kyoto... "
Xiao Mo looked at Wen Yan expressionlessly: "So what do you want to express?"
Wen Yan: "." Do you really want him to say it? He said so many words just to tell the boy that there are many people pursuing him. If the boy doesn't hurry up, there won't be this shop after passing this village. It's a chance. Loss never comes again.
But in the end, he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. A man should stand upright in the world. How could he act like a coquettish girl? He couldn't do such a thing. How embarrassing...
Xiao Mo looked at Wen Yan's complicated expression and didn't say anything. He just looked at Wen Yan quietly from the side. Wen Yan's face was ever-changing. To be precise, it was a color palette, red, yellow, green. of. colorful.
Xiao Mo glanced at the time, packed his things and stood up to leave. Before Xiao Mo could stand up, the big hand on the back of his hand pulled him back to sit firmly on the stool.
Xiao Mo glared at Wen Yan, wondering what the old man wanted to do.
Wen Yan didn't give her a smile like before. The expression on his face became more serious, as if something terrible was about to happen. His ears were red as if they were licked by someone's tongue, and an ambiguous breath surrounded them. .
Xiao Mo thought something big had happened, otherwise why would Wen Yan's expression be so serious? She didn't resist, Wen Yan's big hand quietly wrapped this soft and delicate little hand.
The blush had already climbed up her neck. Wen Yan looked at her sternly. Xiao Mo saw Wen Yan's physical discomfort and his eyes gradually turned dark. He looked like he had been hit by an aphrodisiac.
Who is so capable and dares to drug the heir of the Wen family? Isn't it another crazy suitor of Wen Yan...
Wen Yan's whole body seemed to be roasted by desire, especially when the young man's worried (thoughtful) eyes fell on him, like invisible soft jade hands lighting fire on his body. As he thought about it, there seemed to be something on the tip of Wen Yan's nose. The warm liquid flowed down, and he touched it with his hand. When he raised it, he saw that it was blood.
Wen Yan's cheeks turned red. If it hadn't made his sworn enemies laugh out loud, it would have been a shame in his life for him to have nosebleeds while being an imaginary boy. He pretended that nothing happened and wiped away his nosebleeds. There was a look of indifference on his face.
Xiao Mo did not doubt the change in his attitude. He only thought that he was suppressing the evil fire in his body. This aphrodisiac incident probably had a big impact on his soul. Seeing Wen Yan's unsatisfactory look, the curve of Xiao Mo's mouth It rose a bit more.
Even the tone in which he spoke to Wen Yan was unprecedentedly gentle. Wen Yan was flattered and showed a cute and docile look. He thought that after careful consideration, the young man finally understood the meaning of his words, which was very helpful to him.
He narrowed his eyes in comfort and said something like a slap in the face: "I told you that you would succumb to my charm, but you still don't believe it. It's fine now. Don't worry, I will be good to you for the rest of my life." The kind that will never leave you, man, are you ready to spend your life with me?" And the kind that can't go back on a promise once it's made.
(End of chapter)