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    Yu Qingjia knew that what Yu Qingya said before leaving was intentional. She deliberately provoked the father-daughter relationship between Yu Qingjia and Yu Wenjun, but Yu Qingya succeeded.  Yu Qingjia couldn't help but care. Yu Wenjun had two wives. Li and Yu were both wives in name, even though Yu was the real first wife.  Li took over the title of eldest sister-in-law and separated Yu's husband. Now that Yu died early due to depression, Li stood beside Yu Wenjun majestically and became his only wife.  The scene just now deeply stimulated Yu Qingjia. Yu Wenjun and Li were busy in front of the collapse, and Yu Qingya shuttled around the house as a helper. This seemed like a family of three caring for an elder. Yu Qingjia stood aside and suddenly felt a sense of rejection, as if  She is the outsider.

    When Yu Qingjia walked to the back, Murong Yan looked up and saw Yu Qingjia, his eyes moved slightly: "What's wrong, someone made you unhappy?"

    Yu Qingjia sat down and shook his head sadly: "No."

    Murong Yan looked at Yu Qingjia carefully for a while, and said with certainty: "You were fine before you went out, but something didn't feel right after you came back. Mr. Yu is still lying down now, so that's Yu Qingya."

    Yu Qingjia was silent. After a while, she shook her head vigorously and tried to force out a smile: "Stop talking about them. Let's talk about some important things tomorrow, New Year's Day."

    "You're in a bad mood, that's the most important thing." Murong Yan held Yu Qingjia's hand, looked closely at her, and asked, "What's going on?"

    Yu Qingjia opened her eyes wide and saw her own reflection clearly in Murong Yan's eyes.  Her nose suddenly became sore. Yu Wenjun was obviously her father, but she was tied up in her own home and could never be herself happily.  However, he couldn't tell any of his elders or peers about these grievances, not even his own father.  Although Bai Zhi is facing her, they are slaves after all, and some things cannot be said deeply.

    Murong Yan is the only one who cares about her experience and is willing to listen to her ridiculous speculations. Even if she is in a bad mood, he can immediately notice it.  Yu Qingjia blinked her eyes, her eyelashes were stained with water, and her nasal voice was waxy: "I met Yu Qingya when I came out today. She was with her father. I feel that they are a family of three, and I am just an outsider."

    It turned out that this was the case. It was obvious to Murong Yan that he didn't care about family affection at all, but Yu Qingjia was different. No wonder she was so depressed after she came back.  Murong Yan was heartbroken by Yu Qingjia's crying nasal voice. He looked into Yu Qingjia's eyes and originally wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh.  He reached out and stroked Yu Qingjia's hair, lingering from the hair to the eyes, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips.

    Murong Yan¡¯s thumb stayed under her eyes, and his other fingers wrapped around Yu Qingjia¡¯s cheek.  Murong Yan's hands were long and thin, and his posture seemed to be holding her face. He looked at her for a while, then leaned forward and kissed Yu Qingjia's eyes gently.

    Yu Qingjia watched as Murong Yan's eyes became darker and darker. When the shadow finally fell, she closed her eyes subconsciously. Then she felt Murong Yan's cool lips pressing on her eyelashes, removing the tears on them little by little.  Suck away.  Yu Qingjia's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she even forgot about her reaction. Murong Yan seemed not satisfied enough, and even stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it gently.

    Yu Qingjia felt the warm touch on her eyelids, and her whole body froze.  Her neck was stiff, and it took a long time to find where her hands were, and she put them on his shoulders and pushed: "Youwhat are you doing?"

    The touch of the palm is hard and warm, completely different from Yu Qingjia's own shoulders, with the unique slenderness and strength of a young man.  After Murong Yan kissed Yu Qingjia's eyes, his eyes naturally fell on her red lips. However, seeing that he didn't respond, Yu Qingjia pushed hard again, and Murong Yan had to sit upright reluctantly: "Everything about you is  Mine, even if these eyes cry, they should be crying for me."

    Yu Qingjia's cheeks burned red, and she seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Her voice was soft and weak: "What nonsense are you talking about" Yu Qingjia was embarrassed to say that she was not his, so she could only push the topic to the maid: "There is Bai Zhi outside.  Where are Bai Rong and the others?"

    Murong Yan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. With a smile in his voice, he had time to ask: "What if there is no maid?"

    "II didn't mean it like that!" The red cloud on Yu Qingjia's face grew bigger and bigger. She originally wanted to warn Murong Yan solemnly, but the words came out soft and delicate, with a little hoarseness in the bass.

    Murong Yan¡¯s eyes kept resting on Yu Qingjia¡¯s lips. Those lips were soft, moist, and bright in color, a hundred times more attractive than blood.  However, now that the letter of appointment has not been issued, Murong Yan finally restrained himself and said, "Then you promise me not to cry for others."

    This sentence sounds strange and too intimate.  Yu Qingjia bit her lip. Seeing this, Murong Yan chuckled and raised his eyebrows: "Don't want to say?"The direction of the road is easy to recognize.  He pointed to his right hand, and when he was about to touch Yu Qingjia's hand, she shrank back.  Murong Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Yu Qingjia with a smile.

    Yu Qingjia¡¯s eyes widened and she blinked, acting coquettishly silently.  Murong Yan found that he had regressed again, and his fingers moved and pointed to the other side.

    Yu Qingjia immediately beamed and quickly spread out his left hand: "There's nothing inside, you lose!"

    Murong Yan glanced at her with a smile. It was rare to see Murong Yan look so cooperative. Yu Qingjia was afraid that he would regret it after a long delay, so he quickly said: "According to the rules, the loser has to promise the other person something. Let's agree.  Understand."

    "Um."

    "Then you accompany me to make flower cakes. In the past, my mother-in-law always made a plate of flower cakes for the four seasons to celebrate the New Year." Yu Qingjia was afraid that Murong Yan would not agree, so she hooked his sleeve and shook it lightly, "You accompany me  Go ahead."

    No matter Murong Yan¡¯s personality or the environment in which he grew up, he is not a person who likes places like the kitchen.  But Yu Qingjia looked up at him with unreserved expectation in her eyes. How could Murong Yan say no?  He finally heard himself say: "Okay." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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