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Chapter 1047 leave

Some men can run and trek in the mountains on such an early morning just to give you a steaming breakfast.

How will you feel when you meet such a man?

Mo Yuyao didn't know what others felt, but Mo Yuyao knew that she was now feeling happy and was about to die.

Song Yun doesn't like to deliberately create romance, but often, what he thinks is easy to surprise girls, and then, romance.

For example, now.

Song Yun purely felt that he had been having too much trouble with Mo Yuyao last night and had consumed countless physical strength. But this morning, if he had to travel another kilometer of mountain road to school for breakfast, how tired would it be?

So, Song Yun thought about going to the village primary school first and then bringing breakfast here, so that Mo Yuyao would have to work hard to walk the mountain road when she got up.

Bringing breakfast to her own woman is something that Song Yun seems to be the most normal, but it is this that moved Mo Yuyao and shed tears and snot.

"It's so good, why are you crying?" Song Yun was a little confused. Could it be that she regretted giving her body to herself? Then she couldn't get your film up again.

"No, no." Mo Yuyao covered her mouth and shook her head and said, "You...you are so good!"

"Of course I'm fine." Song Yun sat down next to Mo Yuyao, then held the breakfast in his hand, and said, "Eat quickly, otherwise it will get colder later, and I will run all the way back."

"Song Yun, thank you." Mo Yuyao's tears couldn't stop flowing, which made Song Yun sigh. This woman was really made of water. How could she cry? And the amount of water was still so large!

"What are you saying thank you to me?" Song Yun touched Mo Yuyao's head dotingly and said, "You are my woman, how can my woman thank me? I should do anything to you, do you know?"

"Well, I understand!" Mo Yuyao nodded, then said with a sad face, "I...I just...I just suspected you just now."

"What do you doubt me?" Song Yun asked.

"I...I suspect you ran away, you lied to me again." Mo Yuyao said embarrassedly.

"Hahaha, you, are I, Song Yun?" Song Yun said helplessly, "In my life, I will not do anything to betray my relatives, women, brothers, and friends!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Mo Yuyao said, "I...I was just confused for a moment."

"Forget it, stop talking. I have to leave after dinner, otherwise the plane will not catch up with it at night." Song Yun said.

Mo Yuyao took the bowl handed over by Song Yun, looked at Song Yun with a beacon and said, "I really want to leave?"

"Yes, I have a lot of things." Song Yun said, "and it's not just mine, but also many people's affairs. If I don't do it, I will be ashamed of many people!"

"Then... well." Mo Yuyao's eyes were full of reluctance, but for the sake of her life ideal, Mo Yuyao still did not say that she would go with Song Yun.

Although Song Yun really hopes that Mo Yuyao will go back with her, what can I say? What attracted Song Yun the most is her independent personality. Therefore, Song Yun did not want Mo Yuyao to go back with her, so it was very conflicted for a while. Seeing that Mo Yuyao did not continue to say, Song Yun smiled and watched Mo Yuyao finish the breakfast, then packed the dishes and said, "Okay, I'm going to take the bus to the village elementary school. As for you, let's have a good rest. I will send someone to protect you in two days."

"No need." Mo Yuyao shook her head, "No one in this remote countryside will come to hurt me."

"After all I'm worried," Song Yun said with a smile, "It's because of the remote area that someone needs to protect you."

"Anyway, I don't like being controlled by others, you can do it yourself." Mo Yuyao said, "If you really send someone here, just send someone who is about the same age as me and has similar interests, so that we can chat and save you boredom."

"I understand this."

Song Yun stood up and said, "You have a sleep, I'll leave first."

"No, I want to give you a gift." Mo Yuyao said, lifting the quilt.

"You're so ill?" Song Yun asked, "You've been shouting a lot last night, and you're going to die."

"You are so bad! Who called me! I succeed, of course, I will do it now. You can't even look down on me!"

As he spoke, Mo Yuyao put on her clothes and pants and stood up. However, because she had really exercised too much last night, Mo Yuyao's feet were a little weak.

I staggered and almost fell down.

Song Yun reached out to support Mo Yuyao and said, "Is it okay if you are like this?"

"Okay, how can a woman say no? Let's go, stop talking!" Mo Yuyao said and walked out. Song Yun smiled, but did not stop him. Instead, he helped Mo Yuyao and left the clinic.

On the way, Mo Yuyao almost fell several times because of her weak feet. In the end, Song Yun couldn't bear to see it, so he had to force Mo Yuyao to carry her back and walk the road behind her back.

"Hey, do you think Mr. Song will be overly indulging in the village doctor all day long?"

In the village elementary school, the director of the film crew gossiped about the cameraman beside him.

"I guess it will. Look at Mr. Song's small body, right? How can he withstand such continuous tossing?" the cameraman said seriously.

"No wonder I'm leaving today. I guess I must go back to repair my body!" said the director.

"I feel so!"

Just as the two were talking, Song Yun appeared in front of everyone with Mo Yuyao on his back.

"Huh!" The director looked at Song Yun in surprise and said, "What's going on? Is Mr. Song a talented man who has to get the village doctor back to repair his body?"

"I guess it's!" said the cameraman, "Look at the village doctor, his face was pale. It was obvious that he didn't sleep well last night! As for why he didn't sleep well, hehe, you can think about it yourself."

"Oh, I'm talking about why Mr. Song can get such a woman? Her feelings are really the little man on the bed!" the director laughed.

The two of them were talking in a vulgar way, but Song Yun brought Mo Yuyao to the village primary school.
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