There was no one in the huge villa, Ling Ruoche carried her to a bedroom on the second floor of the villa, An Yuxi looked around, this room was lit purple as the main color, and the white curtains had hollow flowers, adding a sense of warmth to the whole room.

Ling Ruoche brought the medicine box, laid her leg flat, and used disinfectant to help her gently clean the wound on her leg.

When he touched her wound, she stepped back slightly, "Does it hurt?" Ling Ruoche asked gently, a little distressed in her tone.

An Yuxi smiled and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt." ”

This wound should have been bruised when she just fell, and she didn't even notice why this person who only had a few sides could care so much about her, but the man who had been with her for more than half a year couldn't, An Yuxi thought of this, and felt a little bitter in her heart.

After the wound was treated, Ling Ruoche put the medicine box away, and then walked to the closet.

He opened the closet, his eyes swept over the beautifully made dresses, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

He pulled out a white dress and placed a beige trench coat in front of her, "Change it, your clothes are dirty." ”

An Yuxi took the clothes in his hand in a daze, and his black eyes flashed with hesitation, how could he have these girls' clothes.

Ling Ruoche seemed to understand the question in her eyes, walked to the door, and said softly, "That's my sister's." With that, he closed the door for her from the outside.

An Yuxi only wore the white long-sleeved dress, which was not cold at all in the villa, she looked at herself in the mirror, raised her eyebrows slightly, and swayed her dress.

This dress was like it was tailor-made for her, and the style of the clothes was surprisingly similar to the one Feng Xuanyu prepared for her.

An Yuxi shook his head with a smile, shaking off his doubts, they are all people all the way, and there are only a few famous designers, and it is normal for the styles to be similar.

An Yuxi cleaned up and walked downstairs slowly, a beautiful sound of the piano came into her ears, she followed the sound of the piano to a compartment behind the living room, it was him, he was sitting at the piano and playing, there was a trace of gentleness on his originally cold face.

The sound of the piano is very melodious, An Yuxi closed her eyes and slowly felt it, the sound of the piano sounded very cheerful, but it contained a touch of sadness and longing.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, An Yuxi opened his eyes and walked over with an embarrassed smile and said, "Did I bother you?" ”

Ling Ruoche leaned a little closer to the side and motioned for her to sit down. An Yuxi did not refuse, she couldn't raise the slightest hostility towards the man in front of her, and she didn't even have any defense.

"Do you know how to play the piano?" Ling Ruoche turned to look at her.

"No, but that song is familiar. An Yuxi recalled the song just now, her fingers unconsciously beat on the piano, and to her surprise, she actually played a small melody from the song just now.

Ling Ruoche looked at her side face, listening to the familiar melody, and her eyes became deeper little by little.

The two of them were already sitting very close, and as soon as An Yuxi turned around, the tip of her nose accidentally touched his cheek, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

"No... Excuse me. An Yuxi lowered her head and said with a red face.

The corners of Ling Ruoche's mouth hooked, sat up straight, and said with a smile: "Do you want to learn that song just now?"

"Yes. An Yuxi raised his head and gave him a big smile, the smile was so pure that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Ling Ruoche held her white little hand and drove her to dance on the piano keys, her fingers swiped over, and the melodious sound of the piano sounded, soothing her originally floating heart.

"What's the name of that piece just now? An Yuxi sat on the bar in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at Ling Ruoche who was walking towards her and asked.

"I heard the sound of rain. After saying that, he handed a cup of coffee to her, "Black coffee, is it okay?"

An Yuxi took the cup and sniffed it gently, the rich fragrance filled her nerves, and she said with a smile: "Yes, it turns out that you also like to add no milk and no sugar." ”

Ling Ruoche took a sip and sat beside her, looking down at the night scene, "My sister likes it, and over time I will get used to it." ”

"You're not feeling better, drink a little less. ”

"I'm fine, I can say I'm back in full blood. An Yuxi stood up violently, and the coffee in the cup accidentally spilled on his hand.

Ling Ruoche immediately stood up, picked up the toilet paper on the corner of the table and wiped her palms, the burning coffee made the back of her hands a little red and swollen, and the inside of her palms was scratched by the glass was even more shocking.

An Yuxi laughed awkwardly, withdrew his hand uncomfortably, nodded slightly and took the toilet paper in his hand, "I'll just come by myself." ”

Ling Ruoche didn't speak, just looked at her wounds.

Suddenly, An Yuxi remembered something, and before she could stand on her feet, she searched her upper body in a hurry, and found that something was lost, she immediately asked, "Have you seen a piece of paper?" It's the kind in the hospital. ”

"This one? Just dropped off the door. Ling Ruoche took it out of his pocket.

When An Yuxi saw it, he hurriedly took it and protected it in his heart, "Thank you." ”

Ling Ruoche's eyes became deeper and deeper, just a piece of paper made her cherish it so much, the blood stains on it were obviously left by her, when he saw the three words Feng Xuanyu that was dyed red, he understood that what she cared about was not this piece of paper, it was Feng Xuanyu.

"Is it really worth it?" he muttered softly.

"It's not worth it. An Yuxi slowly raised his head and held the piece of paper in the palm of his hand.

"Since it's not worth it, what are you holding onto. ”

"I can only blame me for not being able to control my heart. An Yuxi tugged at the corners of his mouth, looked at the paper with a wry smile, raised his hands, and the fragments fell to the ground, "Let it be natural in the future." ”

A sentence that goes with the flow contains how much despair and unwillingness she has.

In Luo's house, Yang Xueqing carefully prepared a fruit plate in the kitchen, and was about to send it to Luo Mingze, when she saw Luo Mingze's subordinates coming in a hurry.

She walked to the top of the stairs and stood alone in his way.

When the subordinates saw Yang Xueqing, they bowed down and shouted, "Miss Yang." ”

"What's the matter? It's not good to be in such a hurry. ”

"There are some things to report to Ze Shao, please Miss Yang let me go. ”

Yang Xueqing deliberately glanced at the clock, put her left hand against her chin and said, "This point Ze should have rested, just tell me, and I'll help you convey it." ”

"This...."The subordinate hesitated.

"Why can't you trust me, and you still don't take me seriously. Yang Xueqing's eyes widened, and her tone became much more serious.

When the subordinates saw that Yang Xueqing was angry, they immediately lowered their heads and said, "The subordinates don't dare." It's about Miss Ann. ”

"Oh? An Yuxi, it's good to say it, I'm not so narrow-minded. ”

"Yes, according to the person sent by Ze Shao, Miss An left the hospital alone and her whereabouts are still unknown. I also asked Miss Yang to tell Ze Shao that if Miss An has any mistakes, we really can't afford it. ”

Yang Xueqing waved her hand, and said with a smile on the corner of her lips: "I know, you go down first." ”

"Yes. Although the subordinate was a little worried, he reluctantly retreated.

Yang Xueqing picked up the fruit in the fruit bowl, bit her red lips, and a deep coldness flashed in her eyes.

An Yuxi has a mistake, what does it matter to me.

The corners of her mouth hooked, then she walked upstairs with the fruit plate, stopped in front of Luo Mingze's bedroom, knocked on the door a few times, and waited for a while, but there was no movement at all.

Yang Xueqing slowly pushed open the door, walked in sideways, and called softly, "Ze, are you there?"

No one answered her, but the sound of water could be heard in the bathroom.

Yang Xueqing's lips raised slightly, put down the fruit plate, lay on the bed sideways, untied the belt on her pajamas, and instantly exposed the proud twin peaks to the air.

She is still very confident in her figure.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Luo Mingze walked out of the bathroom with droplets of water in his hair casually. Seeing Yang Xueqing on the bed, his brows furrowed, and he immediately threw the slightly wet towel in his hand onto her.

Yang Xueqing groaned, took the towel away, walked behind Luo Mingze and wrapped around his waist, rubbed his back with his twin peaks, covered his lower abdomen with both hands, hovered on his abdominal muscles, and said in a coquettish voice: "Ze, you are so bad, you have wet others." ”

"Go away. Luo Mingze looked down at the hand on his lower abdomen and slowly moved down, and said in disgust.

"If you go away, who will bring you fire? Yang Xueqing bit his back lightly, and inadvertently swiped it with her little tongue, and the range of movements became larger and larger.

Seeing that her hand was about to reach under the bath towel, Luo Mingze raised the corner of his eye and grabbed her wrist violently.

Yang Xueqing let go of his waist, held his wrist in pain, and looked at Luo Mingze with teary eyes, "Ze, I hurt." ”

Luo Mingze shook her off vigorously, and said coldly without a little temperature: "If you know the pain, be calm and go back to your own room." ”

Yang Xueqing pressed her wrist lightly, deliberately exposed the spring color on her chest, twisted her thin waist, walked to the side of the bed and picked up the towel that Luo Mingze had just thrown her, and stood in front of him with her red lips hooked.

She straightened her chest and stood on tiptoe, trying to dry his hair, and said in her usual delicate tone, "Dry it off, or you will have a headache at night." ”

"Yang Xueqing, don't let me say it again, leave immediately. Luo Mingze half-squinted his eyes and pushed her to the bed.

Yang Xueqing was so angry that she turned sideways to reveal most of her plumpness, and said coquettishly: "Ze, you are so ruthless, I want to sleep here tonight, okay." ”

She still didn't believe that Luo Mingze could hold on to this gentle attack.

Luo Mingze pursed the corners of his mouth, the cold arc did not decrease at all, and he leaned down and violently pulled open her placket.

Excitement flashed in Yang Xueqing's eyes, and she leaned forward, wanting him to touch her.

Suddenly, Luo Mingze raised his eyes and shouted behind him, "Someone." ”

"Ze Shao. Then a black-clad bodyguard rushed in, "What's the order?" ”

"Ah....." Yang Xueqing saw a man coming in, immediately tightened her clothes, and hid in the quilt in a panic.