Mu YingRui felt a feather gently sweeping his heart. After a tingling, his body went soft. Even the pain of being beaten was relieved by a lot.
What was that saying? âTo die under a peony blossom, even being a ghost would be romantic.â It was very befitting of Mu YingRui.
Seeing this little beauty being so sad over him, he didnât care about his pain anymore. He extended a finger and lifted up Shui YouLianâs delicate chin. His voice was low and soft, âAre these tears for Ye?â
Shui YouLianâs watery eyes were bashful and timid. With light worry, heartache, and a Lin DaiYu-style gaze, she stared affectionately at Mu YingRui. With glistening teardrops and faint breathing, she said, âItâs all YouLianâs fault. Why did YouLian meet Laoye? If not for YouLian, furen wouldnât have punished Xiaojie and Laoye wouldnât have been beaten by Lao TaiYe. Laoye, Lianâer... Lianâerâs heart is in pain! Why was Laoye beaten and not Lianâer? Lianâer rather... rather have the ten board hits on Lianâerâs body and not have Laoye suffer. Wuu...â
Weeping sorrowfully, she fell in front of Mu YingRui. Her whole body trembled like fallen leaves in the cold wind.
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Mu YingRui was like a young schoolboy in love. He felt a burst of ecstasy. His heart changed to a puddle of spring water.
Such a delicate and flower-like little woman was this sad due to worry for him. Mu YingRuiâs vanity was greatly satisfied.
He drew Shui YouLian over and kissed her......
However, Mu YingRui still knew what was good for him. The lower half of his body was seriously injured. If he didnât heal well, there would be long-term consequences.
Mu YingRui took a few breaths and calmed down. He gently scraped her pretty, little nose with his fingers. He lowly laughed. âYou little alluring demon! You almost hooked Yeâs soul out. If Ye wasnât injured, really want to... Wait for Ye recuperate and heal, then Ye will love you well.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om