Chapter 1172 Desperate (16)
She said: "What is my identity, you should ask your brother Yu Xun yourself."
"As for why I was wearing Yu Sun's clothes...and why I walked out of his room..."
The delicate and charming woman leaned against the door, smiling.
"Because my skirt... was torn..."
She leaned slightly closer to Liu Xueying's ear, her voice was neither loud nor soft, and it was meaningful.
It was just right, I don't know if it was intentional or not, and it could be heard by the man who appeared behind Liu Xueying.
Liu Xueying's complexion changed slightly.
Anyone who hears this ambiguous statement will think wrongly.
She turned around, and before she could see the man's face clearly, she saw him walking past her like a stranger.
He was carrying a large pannier, and he was carrying things wrapped in oiled paper.
walked up to Yun Si and looked at her calmly.
Obviously she hasn't said anything yet, but for no reason, Liu Xueying suddenly panicked.
An extremely strong premonition emerged in my heart, as if I sensed that something was out of control.
Departed from the original track, and everything was deviating from her expectations.
She raised her hand in a panic and grabbed the back basket.
"Brother Yu Falcon..."
She wants to say something.
But she didn't want to, the man with his back to her hugged the person by the door with one arm.
Holding her legs, the standard posture of holding a child.
She blinked and wrapped her arms around his neck deftly.
It's too intimate, it's just a gesture between partners.
Liu Xueying's face was pale.
After hugging the barefoot girl with one hand, when the door was about to close, the man who had been silent all this time glanced at the people outside.
Looking at the basket at her feet, he lowered his head slightly and said softly, "Don't worry, I don't need it."
"..." Liu Xueying didn't speak, her body was shaking.
Yu Falcon didn't seem to want to talk to her either, and after finishing speaking, the heavy wooden door closed.
Liu Xueying slumped on the ground, sitting there, motionless.
His eyes fell on the closed door, and his eyes slowly turned red.
It seemed that the next second, tears were about to burst out of my eyes.
She sat there, pinching herself tightly with her hands, as if she was trying her best to endure.
After sitting for a while, she suddenly stood up and approached the crack in the door.
Through the crack of the door, she watched closely, with an undying determination to see the Yellow River.
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In the yard, Yu Xuan didn't say anything, but just hugged the fluffy person with one arm, carried her to the house, and let her sit on a small bench.
The man in his clothes looked up at him, with red lips raised and eyes bright.
She watched him put down the pan, and handed her the thing wrapped in oiled paper.
She blinked and asked, "What is this?"
He said calmly: "Early."
"..."
oh.
She just lowered her head and opened it.
He brought the basin, then grabbed her feet and washed the dust off her feet.
After a night's rest, her feet are completely healed, and there is no trace left.
White and tender, like a freshly baked soft tofu.
He knelt down and helped her wash and wipe her feet.
Under her clear eyes, she took out a pair of beautiful and delicate embroidered shoes from the side basket and put them on for her.
The size is neither big nor small, just right.
She ate the shortbread and paused.
Looked at him quietly, tilting his head slightly.
seems to want to laugh.
(end of this chapter)