"I'm sorry, Momo, I lied to you!"
Guan Yue's voice was low, and her expression was guilty.
But Amo's thoughts were unreadable; she calmly asked, "What did you lie to me about?"
"I'm telling you, you're not allowed to get angry!"
Guan Yue looked at A Mo, but A Mo didn't reply; she just stared into her eyes.
"Please, Momo, I really didn't mean to lie to you. It was my brother who paid a lot of people to come to your Miao family to draw numbers."
How many people?
"I don't know the exact number, but there should be five or six hundred."
Is Guan Yue unable to keep secrets, or is it because--
Amo kept staring into Guan Yue's eyes and asked again, "Why did your brother ask you to stay and leave with this batch of fruit?"
"Because he said I'm your best friend, so it's safer for me to escort this batch of fruit out of the Miao village without being checked or suspected."
Where do you plan to sell this batch of fruit?
"foreign!"
"Where exactly are they sold?"
"My brother told me about America and Europe!"
How much does it cost?
"More than a hundred, I don't know the exact number."
"Okay! Then you can take a nap."
As soon as Amo looked away, Guan Yue seemed to have had her soul stolen, and she softly lay down on the back seat and fell asleep.
This happened without any warning.
Amo glanced at the sleeping Guan Yue again, raised her hand and touched her forehead, then got out of the car and gave instructions to Abao who was standing outside.
"Notify the orchard to immediately transport at least 60,000 catties of fruit heart grass. Also, bring the packing boxes, and some aunties who know how to pack should come as well."
"Give the order to light a fire here so that the aunties will be warmer when they come."
Ah Bao took the phone from the saintess Ah Mo, but he hesitated, as if he had something to say but dared not speak.
"Is there anything else?"
"Amo--"
Ah Mo?
Tang Abao never addressed Amo that way in public, even though he was Amo's brother within five degrees of kinship. A saintess is a saintess, while Tang Abao was one of the eight wolves.
"Let's talk after the call."
Amo gave a reminder, and Abao nodded, immediately calling Guolin's side.
Five minutes later, A-Bao returned the phone to A-Mo, then glanced at the large off-road vehicle in front and said in a low voice, "Mu A-Dian's fate is sealed! A-Chen doesn't seem to be in a good mood."
"And you're his wife, you're part of the Mu family! I'm worried—"
Tang Abao still didn't dare to finish speaking.
But Amo knew what Abao wanted to say, so she nodded slightly, "Sister understands brother's meaning, there's no need to worry!"
"But--"
"Ah Chen probably won't protect Elder Mu's family."
"But what if he wants to protect it?"
"Don't worry, hurry up and deal with the scene over there. When the mayor and county head arrive, you can entertain them first."
Ah Bao watched Ah Mo's departing figure, still feeling worried.
Because he feared that the Holy Maiden Amei was determined to burn Adian, Achen wanted to protect her.
Then the two of them argue or fight.
To be precise --
Ah Bao was afraid that Ah Chen would hit Ah Mo in a moment of panic.
Would Mu Achen really beat up Amo for the sake of Mu Laoda's ungrateful family?
At this moment, Mu Achen, leaning back in the back seat, was indeed in a daze, and no one knew what he was thinking.
However, given his current expression, not only would Ah Bao think that way, but even Ah Mo, who got into the car, sensed that Ah Chen was acting strangely.
But Amo didn't disturb Achen. She simply covered Achen with the cloak on the seat to keep him warm.
This action also awakened Achen.
call--
Ah Chen let out a heavy sigh.
Then, turning his head to look at Amo, at Amo's almond-shaped face, he hugged Amo in his arms.
"Ah Chen, tell Ah Mo what's on your mind. Don't keep it bottled up inside, even if it's—"
I want to hold you, just like this.
Actually, Amo wanted to tell Achen that if Achen really wanted to protect those ungrateful wretches, Amo would give in.
For Amo, as long as Achen is happy, she is willing to give everything for this little prince.
But instead of mentioning it, Ah Chen gently stroked Ah Mo's hair, seemingly lost in thought, muttering to himself.
Mo couldn't hear what was being said, but she only caught four words.
"It was freezing cold."
cold?
Ah Mo gave it a try!
Ah Chen is warm! How could he feel cold?
Amo's movement instantly pulled Achen's wandering thoughts back to reality.
Using the extremely faint light from outside, Ah Chen gazed at Ah Mo.
He gazed at the stunning face he had thought of and longed for countless nights.
Looking into Amo's captivating eyes.
Gazing at Ah Mo's gently pursed, warm, red lips—
Then--
Amo didn't know what Achen was thinking at that moment, but Achen's eyes made Amo's heart ache.
So she gently leaned in and pressed her forehead against Ah Chen's.
after--
She took the initiative and kissed him for the first time.
She gave warmth to her beloved young prince.
Ah Mo's warmth was indeed sweeping through Ah Chen's heart.
Time seemed to freeze at a certain moment.
Happiness, too, can permeate a moment.
As a tidal wave of sweetness washed over her, and Ah Mo felt almost suffocated—
Ah Chen let go of Ah Mo, but Ah Mo playfully bit the corner of his lip.
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