The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

A quiet little hall, dim lights, two people looking at each other silently.

Mo Yan looked dizzy at the extremely beautiful man in black clothes in front of her, still unable to recover. She never expected that he would come looking for her in the middle of the night. She had many things she wanted to ask him, where his injuries were, whether he was okay, whether it would be dangerous for him to come out like this, she wanted to ask him...

But when the words came to her lips, when she met his eyes staring at her, Mo Yan's mind went blank, leaving only these deep eyes that pierced deeply into her heart and couldn't go away!

Xiao Ruiyuan looked greedily at the person in front of him who was thinking about him day and night. He almost exhausted all his self-control in order to restrain the urge to hold the person in his arms to relieve the pain of missing him for many days.

God knows how much he wanted to see her during the more than five months and more than a hundred days at the border, and how panicked he was when he didn't receive a reply. He could not come to her and ask "why", so he could only bury all his anxieties deep in his heart and concentrate all his energy on planning to defeat the Ba people, just to return to her in triumph as soon as possible.

Now, she is right in front of him, within reach, so good!

The two looked at each other quietly for a long time. Although they didn't say a word, thousands of words seemed to be transmitted to each other's hearts through each other's eyes.

I don’t know how much time passed, but in the end, Mo Yan spoke first, breaking the silence in the room: "Are you - are your injuries healed?"

His words were calm, but the concern he showed could not be faked. Xiao Ruiyuan's mood became more and more joyful, and the corners of his mouth curved up in an obvious arc. He saw someone in a trance as expected.

Smiling softly, the magnetic and gorgeous voice revealed a fatal attraction: "The recovery is very good, it won't take long to recover, Yan'er doesn't need to worry!"

Mo Yan's warm smile just now appeared, and then she fell into this bewitching voice again. When she came back to her senses, her face couldn't help but feel a little hot. She lowered her head slightly, not knowing where to put her eyes.

Feeling that she looked like a little girl, Mo Yan felt a little annoyed. She raised her head and glared hatefully at someone with a smile in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, "Stop being so sentimental. Who is worried about you?"

As soon as the words came out, she wanted to bite off her tongue. These words were not disgusting at all, they sounded more like the coquettishness between lovers!

Xiao Ruiyuan naturally heard it, and his dark eyes looked deeper and deeper at the person in front of him, as if two small flames were lit.

Mo Yan's scalp felt numb and her face turned red as she became more and more uncomfortable. She stammered, "You, your injury hasn't healed yet. You shouldn't stand for a long time. Do you want to sit down and have a rest?"

Xiao Ruiyuan stared at her closely for a while, then finally moved his long legs and sat calmly on the cotton-cushioned sofa in the small hall, but his eyes never left Mo Yan.

There were only two people in the small hall, and the atmosphere was really weird and panicked. Mo Yan was always shrouded in someone's powerful aura. On the pretext of making tea, she rushed out of the small hall in a desperate manner and ran away in one breath. Entered the kitchen.

Xiao Ruiyuan watched her petite figure disappear into the night. Thinking of her previous reaction, his heart suddenly felt soft, and his previous worries gradually disappeared without a trace.

Yan'er didn't have any feelings for him. She didn't reply to him before. She probably had something to hide. She didn't know what difficulties she had. He must ask clearly. He couldn't teach these messy things to become an obstacle between them!