It was still dark, but he didn't want to wake up at all, and she gently pulled her hand out of his hand. Lei Changhao is a very strange person, he likes to hold things in his hands when he sleeps, just like an insecure child. Sleeping late at night, he often held her hand or the corner of her pajamas. She crept out of the room and walked barefoot down the hallway.

The Lei family's schedule is very fixed, the maid gets up at about six o'clock, he usually gets up at seven o'clock, and the most irregular is Lei Yuqing, but at this moment the door of Yuqing's room is closed. She walked to Lei Changhao's study, held the doorknob, and it was unlocked. She breathed a sigh of relief, gently unscrewed the doorknob, and slumped in. The study was dark, and the large dark green velvet curtains covered the entire floor-to-ceiling window. She turned on the lamp, and a large desk appeared in front of her, and she tried to pull the drawer, but it didn't move, and then crouched down to open the bottom drawer, and when she pulled it out, there was a shrill voice.

"What are you doing?"

She poked her head out in surprise, and her heart was pounding like a drum.

Lei Yuqing pushed the door in, and her eyes were nailed to Guan Moxin's body like nails. Her expression looked like that of a normal person.

"What are you looking for?"

Guan Moxin hesitated for a moment, and slowly stood up from behind the desk, the ominous premonition spread rapidly in her heart like ink dripping into water, she didn't know if Lei Yuqing at this moment was normal or wrong. But Lei Yuqing's look told her that she seemed to be back to normal.

"I ...... I lost something here. "She's really not good at lying.

"What's that?" Lei Yuqing's eyes flashed with a burning light, and she had to continue to make up this lie.

"I lost a pen here. Her eyes caught her eye in the pen holder on the table, and she immediately took it fluently.

"You lost your pen?" Lei Yuqing took two steps forward. She saw that Lei Yuqing's eyes were full of suspicion and incomprehension, and her dark and flickering eyes stared at her without turning.

"Yes...... Yes, it was my dad's birthday present, and although I don't usually write much, I still have a habit of keeping it by my side......" she told a lie that didn't make sense of logic.

Lei Yuqing rolled her eyes slightly, looked at her hesitantly, and suddenly her voice changed, and she said to her sweetly: "Sister-in-law, then I'll help you find it." Xuanming used to write poems to me, and I even gave him several pens. In the past, my eldest brother had a pen that he liked so much, and I stole it out and gave it to Xuanming when he wasn't paying attention. My eldest brother even scolded me. ”

Now it was her turn to be surprised. Lei Yuqing was still like a normal person one second, and the next second immediately changed to the state she was familiar with. When she saw Lei Yuqing lying on the floor and concentrating on helping her find the pen that didn't exist, a sense of guilt arose.

"Find ...... Forget it if you don't see it. She was a little unbearable, and at the same time she was afraid that Lei Yuqing's old illness would recur. She just said a word inadvertently, and she actually remembered Xuanming again. If Lei Yuqing really got sick again because of this, then what should she do?

"No, no, I'm going to help you find it. I know what it's like to lose that most beloved thing. Lei Yuqing's attitude was very resolute, and his tone was also very decisive.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the doorway.