Chapter 344

When I saw Sheng Mo talking, I was ignored by Sheng Mo for several times.

Wen churan is in a wonderful mood.

Sample! Can you impersonate me if you want to?

After several days of careful observation, Wen churan found a problem she couldn't figure out.

This fake sneaked into Sheng's house. It seemed that he had no special purpose, and he didn't want to hurt Sheng Shimo.

She seems to... Just want to live as Wen churan.

Why?

What is the reason behind the scenes for changing the crown prince?

That night, Wen churan was about to go to sleep when someone knocked on the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Wen churan regretted it.

Because it's the fake standing outside the door!

As soon as Wen churan saw his face, he felt uncomfortable all over.

With a glass of milk in his hand and a smile on his face, the fake whispered, "the last thing was my fault. I've been reflecting these days, so I'm here to say sorry and ask your forgiveness. I hope we can get along well in the future."

Then he handed the milk to Wen churan.

Not to mention whether there was poison in the milk, Wen churan didn't want to accept her apology at all, so he shook his head. "There is a sentence in the classic quotation in marisu's novel: if an apology is useful, why do the police have to do it? Aunt Wen churan, if I poke you now and tell you I'm sorry, can you think it hasn't happened? "

"I..." the fake's face was stiff and was blocked speechless.

Wen churan tried to close the door. "You'd better go back to bed. Don't disturb me!"

Seeing this, the fake stopped the door with one hand and stuffed the milk into Wen churan's hand with the other hand. "Take the milk. I made it specially for you..."

Wen churan has lost patience. "No, I don't drink!"

But the counterfeiter will not let go. "You'd better take it. It's really my kindness..."

"Oh! Are you bored? " Wen churan was angry, so he gently pushed her.

As a result, the counterfeiter seemed to be hit hard suddenly, retreated several steps, and then fell to the ground with a plop. The milk in his hand spilled all over the floor and the glass broke.

Wen churan looked at his hands frozen in the air and was completely stunned.

She vowed that she really just pushed it gently. How strong can a seven or eight year old child have and overthrow an adult to the ground?

Joke!

What kind of moth does this play have to do?!

At this time, Mo caught up when he heard the sound on the first floor. He saw the fake fall outside Wen churan's bedroom. He frowned and immediately walked over.

"What's going on?"

With a cold face, the man helped up the fake on the ground, and then looked up at Wen churan.

Wen churan spread his hand. "It's none of my business. I don't know anything!"

The fake hurried aside and explained, "I wanted to take the milk to make amends. I slipped and didn't push me. You must be misunderstood..."

what the fuck!

Wen churan's head was going to explode when he heard this.

What do you mean you didn't push her?

The meaning of this sentence is reversed. Isn't it accusing her of pushing it?

Well, pretending to be weak, but splashing dirty water on her secretly!

Wen churan smiled coldly, "Oh... I didn't push it!"

The fake didn't speak, squatted down to clean up the pieces, and suddenly screamed again.

At that time, Molly pulled her up, held her bloody hand cut by fragments, and asked with concern, "are you all right?"