Chapter 286 The target of public criticism

   Then, he stopped at the gate of the temple, and the car door was opened.

   The gentle and jade-like man stepped out of the car with an umbrella, and then walked quickly to the temple.

   Looking at the man who was walking towards him from the pouring rain against the light, for a moment, Fu Ye's heart paused, and in those eyes that had never been turbulent, there was a trance that could not be concealed.

  Xiao Mo came over with an umbrella and saw that Fu Ye was biting an apple, standing there and looking straight at him.

  Especially the way she was biting the apple in a daze, Xiao Mo couldn't help but smile softly, feeling very cute in his heart.

   "Wait for me, I'll take my uncle and aunt to the car first." Xiao Mo walked quickly to Fu Ye, and then took the sacrificial things she was carrying at this time, with a nice voice.

  Fourier then slowly came back to his senses and nodded, "Yeah."

   After hearing her answer, Xiao Mo smiled lightly at others, and tried to use an umbrella to send Yu Xiaoyin and Master Fu into the car first.

   Yu Xiaoyin is not like Wang Chen to Xiao Mo. She likes Xiao Mo very much, but she still likes him from the bottom of her heart.

   Moreover, Yu Xiaoyin is not stupid, she can see that this man is very careful to Fu Ye, and Fu Ye, who always said that the old iron tree does not bloom, she can also see that she treats him differently.

   When Yu Xiaoyin and the others were brought into the car by Xiao Mo, the smiles in his eyes were hard to hide.

   Watching the rain getting heavier and heavier, Xiao Mo took the two elders into the car and went back to pick up Fu Ye with an umbrella.

  Across the downpour, Xiao Mo held an umbrella and saw Fu Ye standing at the entrance of the temple, nibbling an apple expressionlessly.

   Almost every time he saw her, she seemed to be eating apples, or on the way to eating apples.

   "Let's go." Xiao Mo walked to Fu Ye with an umbrella, and slowly extended his hand, "Slip on the ground, pull me."

   When looking at the hand with clear and beautiful knuckles reaching out, Fu Ye's eyes were fixed on it, and he couldn't move it.

  Uncontrollably, Fourier slowly put his hand up.

   After seeing this, the curvature of Xiao Mo's mouth couldn't help deepening. His picturesque eyebrows and eyes concealed tenderness. Holding her hand, the two walked towards the side where the car was parked.

   The figure was submerged in the heavy rain.

  …

   The night is deep.

  The world after being washed by the heavy rain, even if night falls, the air is faintly fresh.

  In the mansion of Haicheng.

  The lights are bright, in the room on the first floor.

   "Can you take off your glasses for me to take a look at?" Gently sat on the edge of the bed with slightly red eyes, looked at No. 09 who was leaning against the door, and asked aloud.

  09 was instructed to look at the gentle one. He put his arms around his arms and his long eyelashes drooped under the sunglasses, as if he hadn't heard the gentle words at all.

   For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

   "Then, that night, what you said in the box was false?" Gently looking at the man leaning on the edge of the door, slender jade hands couldn't help but caress his flat belly.

And her sentence finally made No. 09, who had been inactive all the time, lift her long eyelashes, her thin lips suddenly pulled out a sarcastic evil arc, and her voice was low and cool, "Why, Miss Wen is empathetic and don't fall in love with me? "

   Hearing the words, the gentle eyes suddenly escaped, and the fingers on the lower abdomen couldn't help but tighten, "I don't know..."

   "But I'm already yours now, and the child in my belly is also yours, so for you, I'm really just an indicator of the task..."

   As he spoke, there were bursts of sobbing in the room.

   No. 09, who was leaning against the door, frowned slightly, and the gloomy black eyes under the sunglasses slowly glanced at the tender and pitiful sitting in the room.

   After half a sound, the man's low hoarse laugh sounded indirectly, but no emotion could be heard.

   Hearing his laughter, the gentle sobbing gradually stopped, and he couldn't help but look up.

   And the next sentence of No. 09 was like a knife, piercing straight into the tender heart, which made her seem ironic and ridiculous, "I'm not pregnant yet, why..."

   "Is Miss Wen such a lowly person, and I love you after sleeping with you for one night? Miss Wen's empathy is easy enough, no wonder she has become the target of public criticism."

Every word of    was stabbed in the gentle self-esteem.

   However, what No. 09 said is not without reason.

   These are all her tender cocoons.

   After being satirized by No. 09, he gently lowered his head, clenched his fingers tightly, and felt hatred in his heart...

   After making sure to fall asleep gently, 09 closed the door of the room and walked out.

   "Miss Wen has a bit of beauty in her words, but you don't show any mercy, so you really have no feelings at all?" The man sitting on the teacher's chair in the living room on the first floor was holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and was slowly floating.

   As soon as No. 09 came out, what he heard was Shen Qiu's words. When he heard the word gentle, No. 09's brows were almost furrowed.

   seems to hate that.

   He walked over, took a seat on the other Taishi chair, raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, revealing those coquettish and sinister black eyes.

   The corner of his mouth hooked into a sarcastic shallow arc, "She is the first person who made me dislike the word gentleness."

Suddenly, No. 09 seemed to think of something again, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and glanced at the man sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, "Why, Senior Shen likes it? If Senior likes it, then I can talk to the teacher and put her here you are."

   Hearing the words, the man who was floating tea couldn't help but tick the corners of his red lips, and the cup was steaming hot, filling the golden lens with a mist, making it even more mysterious.

   "That's not necessary, you should keep this Miss Wen for yourself." As soon as the voice fell, the man wearing gold glasses stopped the movement of floating tea in his hand.

   He took the teacup unhurriedly and brought it to his lips, and the warm tea overflowed into his lips and slid into his throat.

   After about three or four sips, the man put down the teacup in his hand and slowly got up.

   "Okay, the time is almost up, the teacher's new medicine has been developed, let's try it out." Shen Qiu raised his eyebrows and raised his voice, and slowly tidied up the cuffs of his wrists.

   Hearing the words, No. 09, who was leaning lazily on the Taishi chair, couldn't help but lift his eyes, then got up and left with him.

   As for where they went, no one knows...

  …

   An hour later.

  Outside the mansion, two men dressed in black were patrolling the gap in the outer courtyard, and entered over the wall.

   The two of them pressed their bodies, and hurriedly ran towards the backyard of the mansion.

   The two of them were very fast, and they avoided the patrols in the Mansion Courtyard at almost every point they passed by.

  The two quietly approached the small dark house in the backyard, hid behind a certain grass and tree, and carefully observed the surroundings.

   "Master W, do you think this is Dongya G's old camp in Haicheng?" Xiao Mo hid aside, looked around, couldn't help but ask again.

   (end of this chapter)