The Beauty God of War Relies on His Wife to Nourish His Soul

Trigger warnings:

1. Contains "socialist brotherhood" scenes. If you dislike this, please do not read further.

2. 95% of the story focuses on the male and female leads, with min...

Chapter 83 Brother Zhao, you know...

"Why is it still snowing?" When going out in the afternoon, looking at the heavy snow outside, Li Yue complained. The snow has been falling for almost a day and a night, and the snow is too thick. She really doesn't want to go out for a walk when it is snowing heavily.

Hearing this, He Mozhao suddenly remembered that the snow seemed to be caused by Baili Xiyao, and it seemed that he was also saying...

'Until you want it to stop'

"Ahem~Xixi," He Mozhao secretly tugged at the sleeve of Baili Xiyao's beige woolen coat, feeling a bit embarrassed to tell everyone that the snow had been falling for so long because of him.

Baili Xiyao understood and raised his hand to grab in the air.

The snow stopped.

"Eh? The snow has stopped?", my complaint is so effective?

Outside the villa, Ye Yang and Xiao Rui stood side by side in front of an extended Lincoln. After picking up a few people, they drove towards the marriage tree.

The road was covered in white. He Mozhao leaned on Baili Xiyao's shoulder and looked quietly at the snow scene outside the window.

Seeing his comfortable look, Zuo Linyu also followed suit, leaning on Mu Shaojin's shoulder, looking out the window to enjoy the snow together. He caught a glimpse of Rong Shuyan who looked a little lonely, and said without thinking, "Brother Yumo has never seen such heavy snow in Licheng, right?"

Rong Shuyan was stunned.

After coming back to her senses, Rong Shuyan turned her gaze to He Mozhao, with confusion in her eyes.

Having said that, Zuo Linyu simply opened up, "Come to think of it, if Brother Yumo were still alive, he would have married Sister Shuyan by now, right?"

"We won't get married," Rong Shuyan was extremely sure about this.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who knew Si Yumo, except Mu Shaojin who looked calm and showed no signs of abnormality, even Ye Yang who was driving felt strange.

"Hmm?" Zuo Linyu sat up straight and said in surprise, "Sister Shuyan, what did you say?"

"I said, even if Brother Yu Mo was still alive, I would never marry him," Rong Shuyan glanced at He Mozhao, then turned to look out the window.

"Why?"

"Brother Yumo has always had someone living in his heart, but it's not me," Rong Shuyan said this bitterly, but soon, she said frankly: "Of course, I still hope it's mine."

"How is it possible?! Ever since we met, Brother Yumo has always been the most special to you, and you, Sister Shuyan, are the only girl around us. Besides, our small group has never had anyone else join us. If the person Brother Yumo has in his heart is not you, could it be Brother Zhao?"

After Zuo Linyu finished muttering, he felt a glare from Baili Xiyao.

Zuo Linyu was so scared that he quickly clasped his hands together in front of his chest and said goodbye.

It was originally a joke, but Rong Shuyan remained silent, which made people think deeply about the meaning behind it.

Baili Xiyao lowered her eyes, and held He Mozhao's hands with her fair and soft hands, squeezing them.

He Mozhao, who was leaning on Baili Xiyao, was looking at the snow until he was drowsy. He didn't hear the conversation between the few people clearly, and had no reaction to the silence at this moment.

The silence lasted until we got off the bus.

After getting off the bus, several people strolled leisurely in the scenic area towards the Marriage Tree.

The snow on the road was constantly swept to both sides by the staff of the scenic area to ensure smooth passage for tourists.

The sky and the earth were covered in white snow. He Mozhao felt that everyone was too silent, especially the chatterbox Zuo Linyu, so he asked him, "Ayu, why are you so quiet today?"

As soon as He Mozhao opened his mouth, everyone's eyes were focused on him. He Mozhao didn't understand why, and his mind was full of questions. "Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong with me?"

Several people turned their gaze away, pretending to look at the scenery. Only Baili Xiyao was still looking at him with an inexplicable expression.

"Cough," Zuo Linyu coughed at the critical moment, then walked to the empty side of He Mozhao and asked him softly, "Brother Zhao, do you know..."

"Know what?"

"Does Brother Yumo like you?" Although it was a question, judging from everyone's reactions, it was obvious that everyone had already believed it about 70% to 80%.

"Cough cough cough cough, what nonsense are you talking about!" He Mozhao was so shocked by his words that he choked on his own saliva and coughed several times in a row.

Baili Xiyao patted his back to help him calm down. He didn't say anything, but glanced at Rong Shuyan.

She thought that perhaps only this person present could give the answer to the truth of the matter.

Following Baili Xiyao's gaze, the other people present also cast their eyes on Rong Shuyan. Among these gazes, there were gossips, truth-seeking, and simple curiosity.

Rong Shuyan was speechless when she saw them staring at her.

After a while, looking at the ancient banyan tree not far away, Rong Shuyan spoke.

"The person in Brother Yumo's heart is indeed Ah Zhao." Even though she didn't want to admit it, Rong Shuyan still said it while looking at He Mozhao. For so many years, she has always been the one chasing after Si Yumo, silently watching Si Yumo and silently protecting He Mozhao. She had also expressed her feelings to Si Yumo, but from the moment she met He Mozhao, there was no one else in Si Yumo's world...

Rong Shuyan's words were like an atomic bomb exploding in the wilderness, and the air wave accompanying the explosion would blow away everyone present.

The most shocked person among the group was none other than He Mozhao, who was secretly in love with Si Yumo. His charming peach blossom eyes were wide open with dilated pupils, and even his limbs seemed to be sealed and unable to move.

Baili Xiyao, who was standing beside He Mozhao and hugging his slender waist, was also shocked when she heard this, but her face did not show the same surprise as the others present. She only raised her eyebrows slightly to express her surprise at the moment, although her heart was in turmoil.

Baili Xiyao glanced sideways at He Mozhao, whose profile was exquisitely perfect. He felt a sour feeling in his stomach, heart, and mouth. Knowing that He Mozhao's face was attractive to both men and women was one thing, but actually being coveted by someone was another... Thinking of this, he grabbed He Mozhao's waist jealously. Seeing He Mozhao's ears turn pink, he felt an itch in his heart. Tsk! I want to eat~

Zuo Linyu, Xiao Rui, Ye Yang, Li Yue and others, whose doubts were confirmed, looked at Rong Shuyan and then at He Mozhao, with disbelief in their eyes.

I hadn't noticed anything in all these years! Zuo Linyu turned his head to look at Mu Shaojin, but saw a flash of understanding in Mu Shaojin's eyes. His eyes widened in shock.

After Xiao Rui recovered, he sighed inwardly. As expected, he was the boss's favorite little darling. He not only slept with women but also men. I admire him! Xiao Rui cast a look of deep admiration at the still-shocked He Mozhao, but was frightened away by Baili Xiyao's sinister gaze the next second. Oh my god! I forgot the jealous boss was here...

Thinking about it, Xiao Rui cast a sympathetic look at He Mozhao's strong waist, as if to say: It's a pity for this small waist, this time, I'm afraid it will be broken by the boss...

What the hell is this?! Is this something I can listen to for free? Li Yue looked stiffly at Baili Xiyao, who was brimming with jealousy: "Sister, your man is awesome! If your man had been interested in her back then, he would have been a true white moonlight! And a white moonlight who died when your man loved her the most! That's the best of the white moonlights!"

Baili Xiyao, who understood the meaning in Li Yue's eyes, darkened his eyes, as if his yandere factor was suddenly aroused, and the idea of ​​locking up the little baby and not showing it to anyone emerged in his heart again.