Chapter 1270： That sore heart (2/2)
”Don't you already have an answer in your heart?” Dongting Wangyu wrapped a long strand of hair on her shoulder between her fingers and played with a smile at her evil charm.
In the eyes of this scene, she turned into a gimmick. She couldn't help supporting her, a good-looking man, why did she have to make a pose? It is simply not a way for women to live!
She resumed her seriousness and said with a small smile, ”Okay, then I guess, you are only responsible for saying yes or no.”
It sounds like a good game.
Dongting Wangyu left without thinking.
”Is this bureau set up by concubine?”
”Yes.”
”Yuefei and Yuegongmen are united?”
”Yes.”
”Yuefei wants to use the power of Yuegongmen to pave the way for Xiao Ran?”
”Yes.”
”Did you help them by being coerced by them?”
Dongting Wangyu thought out the answer without thinking, but stopped at the last moment, and that sentence was also swallowed by him.
He looked in shock at the person who was staring at him quietly, and asked after a while, ”Little girl, are you hitting me?”
The previous words were only foreshadowing, and the last question was her real purpose.
What shocked him was how she saw it? He remembered that after leaving from Jiangnan, they had few chances to meet, and he was hiding so well that it was impossible to be found.
Chu Qingyan held his shoulders and looked at him, ”But you seem alert, are you afraid that I will discover the secret? Are you really being coerced?”
Fortunately, he had reacted just now and lost her way, so he relaxed his body and lay down like a cartilage, supported one cheek with one hand, and looked at her lazily.
”Do you think people like Ben Shao will be jealous? Little girl, don't you kid me? This is not funny.
Chu Qingyan squinted his eyes and studied the truth in his words, but the face in front of him was too wicked and impeccable. He couldn't see it. He was telling the truth or the truth.
That's right, this man is so cunning, only he can count others' share, how can he be threatened.
Thinking about it that way, she was relieved, ”Well, I'm not joking with you, right, aren't you asking me to drink tea? Tea? Refreshment?”
Listening to her staring impatiently, and no longer asking about the question just before, he sighed again, he clapped his hands, and soon someone sent tea and refreshments.
”The tea here is good, you try it.” He reached out and raised it slightly.
Chu Qingyan picked up the tea cup politely and smelled it under the nose. The fragrance was strong and refreshing. She took a sip and was very moist and refreshing. She nodded, ”It's good tea.”
Dongting Wangyu heard a folding fan that he hadn't figured out from where. He fanned it one by one, and said proudly, ”Which one is less recommended, how can it be worse?”
Chu Qingyan gave him a funny look and gave the color to the rhythm of the dyeing workshop. But she wouldn't care about these with a proud child.
At this time, Dongting Wangyu saw that she also clapped her hands, and the servant girl standing on both sides stood forward, put the things she was holding in her hands on the table, and then retreated respectfully.