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    Mo Xiaoxiao followed Gu Qingshui, who was like a little angel, and appeared in the most conspicuous place of the hall under the eyes of everyone. As soon as he appeared, he felt the hotness of everyone's attention.

    Standing next to Gu Qingshui, Mo Xiaoxiao, dressed up in full makeup, lost so much inferiority complex, and even had a trace of a confident smile. Gu Qingshui's playful and cute Mo Xiaoxiao's demure and gentleness made everyone unable to take their eyes off.

    "Grandpa, this is my friend, Miss Mo Xiaoxiao!"

    Sitting in the center, Gu Jifang was full of kindness, wearing festive red Tang suit-like clothes, sitting on a luxurious wooden chair, holding a majestic dragon-headed cane in his hand, gray hair and a long white beard,  The appearance of grace and wealth.

    "Grandpa, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan, every year you have today and every year you have today."

    With a sweet smile on her face, Mo Xiaoxiao stepped forward to compose an album for Gu Jifang, and then congratulated him generously.

    "Miss Mo Xiaoxiao, right? Hahaha, she is really a sensible and beautiful girl."

    Gu Qingshui looked at Mo Xiaoxiao and smiled faintly.

    After Mo Xiaoxiao and Gu Jifang exchanged polite glances, they glanced casually under the banquet.

    Mo Xiaoxiao just glanced casually at the dots of the head, and suddenly a familiar face came into her sight, and a chill came out spontaneously.

    "He Yuwen?"

    Mo Xiaoxiao told herself that she must have read it wrong, and then took another look as if nothing had happened.

    I saw He Yuwen wearing a black dress, sitting at the banquet with a black face, completely different from the temperament of the surrounding people. His temperament is elegant and sharp, with a cool breeze. Although he wears glasses, Mo Xiao  Akatsuki still read anger and indifference from his eyes, why is he here?  Still sitting down there?  Mo Xiaoxiao was embarrassed, scared and nervous.

    "Xiaoxiao, let's go down and take a seat!"

    ?Gu Qingshui extended an invitation to Mo Xiaoxiao with a smile like a flower, but Mo Xiaoxiao was wandering in his mind and didn't hear Gu Qingshui's voice at all.

    "Xiaoxiao, what are you looking at, I said let's go down and take a seat!"

    Mo Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, and smiled awkwardly at Gu Qingshui.

    "Okay, oh, no, no, Xiaoxiao, I want to go to the toilet"

    Mo Xiaoxiao responded to Gu Qingshui casually, but suddenly thought that if he went on now, wouldn't he be confronting He Yuwen head-on?  Then she must be dead, He Yuwen can kill herself with just one look

    "What's the matter, Xiaoxiao? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

    Gu Qingshui asked worriedly, at this time Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly reacted, and hurriedly covered his stomach, the expression on his face suddenly turned into an uncomfortable look.

    "Hmm, yes, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, I feel like I'm about to have diarrhea"

    While pretending, Mo Xiaoxiao sneaked a glance at He Yuwen, whose face was livid and frowning, she knew that she had played too much this time

    She was able to fool the pure and innocent Gu Qingshui, but she couldn't fool He Yuwen, the ghost king with facial paralysis!

    "Okay then, I'll take you there, this way!"

    Gu Qingshui carefully led her to the back door while supporting her.

    Arriving at the long corridor in the backyard, Mo Xiaoxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she didn't want to pretend any more, so she straightened her back, and lowered her hands covering her belly, the painful expression on her face turned into a fluke.

    "You, don't you want diarrhea?"

    Gu Qingshui was at a loss and was very puzzled.

    "I, I don't want to anymore, Qing Shui, please let me go back!"

    Gu Qingshui was puzzled, and stared at her with wide eyes.

    "Now? Why?"

    "Why, because some people want to hide from me!"

    Before Mo Xiaoxiao could say anything, a cold voice came from behind the two of them.

    Just like a cold rain, it wiped out Mo Xiaoxiao's luck and ease all at once.

    Gu Qingshui turned around when he heard the sound, and looked at He Yuwen who was as warm as jade and as cold as a bright moon in front of him.

    Mo Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look back, she held her breath, lifted her ankle-length gorgeous dress, and tiptoed to sneak away, her heart was like a startled cat, panic and apprehension surged as He Yuwen approached  .

    "Do you still want to run?"

    He Yuwen's tone was calm, but his eyes were so indifferent, he was suppressing his anger.

    "I, I didn't just just"

    Mo Xiaoxiao had no choice but to turn her head, bowed her head, her face was ugly, all nervous and restless.nbsp; The constant questioning about his death made Mo Xiaoxiao at a loss for a while.

    "Why did you appear at the Gu family banquet dressed like this?"

    Mo Xiaoxiao swallowed, her pupils were filled with apology and fear, and she spoke incoherently.

    "I, I don't know how to explain it to you, but I met Gu Qingshui and she invited me here!"

    He Yuwen stared at her with a serious expression and a smile.

    "I, I swear what I said is true!"

    Mo Xiaoxiao quickly raised her right hand to show her attitude and sincerity.

    "Let's go, let's trust you, but I want to warn you, stay away from contact with Gu's family!"

    "Why? I think they are very good!"

    He Yuwen glared at Mo Xiaoxiao again, and she immediately calmed down.

    After he turned his head away, he said softly: "I mean Gu Qingshui is really nice and I like to be friends with her!"

    "Know people, know face, but not heart!"

    Mo Xiaoxiao obviously didn't listen to He Yuwen's words, so he just secretly made a face.

    Just after walking a few steps, Mo Xiaoxiao stopped suddenly.

    "Aren't you leaving?"

    He Yuwen said impatiently.

    "No, I thought, can I take one back with me?"

    He Yu smiled earnestly, with resentment on his face: "Who?"

    "Mo Yao, a little beggar with no one to rely on, I have been dependent on him these days, and I already recognize him as my younger brother!"

    He Yuwen looked at her sincere and lingering look, and it took a long time before he said lightly: "As you want!"

    "I'll take you to see him!"

    The smile on Mo Xiaoxiao's face resurfaced again, like a happy little sparrow chattering non-stop in He Yuwen's ear, talking about the things of these days.

    The strange thing is that He Yuwen didn't feel bored as usual, didn't tell her to shut up, and didn't laugh and cater to her, but just listened silently without any reaction or rejection.

    The setting sun in Jiangcheng has been covered with colorful veils, and the hazy beauty and the looming figures in the glow have all been painted into a lifelike, lifelike, vivid and touching oil painting.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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