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"Let's go, Silver Mask King. Tang Mo'er raised her feet to leave.

At this time, a low-alcohol and magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "Sister, wait for me, I'll go change my clothes and go with you." ”

Tang Mo'er turned to look at Lu Yeming, and blinked warmly at Yu Jie, "No need for Yeying, the Silver Mask King is a special car pick-up, and he will send me back." ”

Lu Yeming didn't have any expression, "I'll accompany you." ”

With that, he turned and went upstairs.

Tang Mo'er looked at her younger brother's jade-like figure, and her heart warmed, her younger brother has grown up and become more and more powerful and domineering.

……

Several extended versions of business luxury cars were parked on the lawn in front of Hanshan Garden, and Tang Mo'er got out of the car.

The rear window slowly slid down, revealing Lu Yeming's handsome face, Tang Mo'er waved his small hand at him, "Yeming, I'll go in first, you wait for me here." ”

Lu Yeming sat in the back seat, and he hooked his thin lips, "Okay." ”

Tang Mo'er entered the Cold Mountain Garden.

Xuan Ying looked at this scene, and then stepped forward, he looked at Lu Yeming in the car, "Lord Xi, you seem to be very unusual to your sister." ”

Lu Yeming leaned his long body lazily into the back seat, he lifted his handsome eyelids and glanced at Xuan Ying, and said casually, "Feng Lingxue seems to have been to the Beixing Palace in the past two days, Silver Mask King, you have time to take care of your own affairs." ”

Xuan Ying's glassy eyes flashed for a moment, and then slowly hooked his lips, "Don't worry, I know my own affairs better than anyone else." ”

……

Tang Mo'er went upstairs, she looked at Xuanying behind her, "Where is Miss Feng's room?"

Xuanying stretched out his finger and pointed to the maid's room in front of him.

Tang Mo'er pushed open the maid's room and walked in, her bright eyes sweeping through the room.

"Don't look for it, you can't hide people here. Xuanying said indifferently.

Indeed, this inferior maid's room was rudimentary, with a bed, a window, and a wardrobe.

Such a small space can be swept at a glance.

Tang Mo'er's eyes fell on the wardrobe, she raised her foot forward, and then stretched out two small hands to open the wardrobe door.

The closet door opened, and a row of clothes hung inside, and behind the clothes, a figure was faintly curled up in the corner of the wardrobe.

Xuanying's complexion changed, and he quickly stepped forward on his black military boots, he stretched out his hand, and pulled away those clothes with a "bang".

Feng Lingxue curled up there, already asleep.

She was really sleeping, wearing a thin skirt, two little hands holding her curled up knees, a little big, hiding in this closet, like a little kitten playing hide and seek.

Xuan Ying's heart squeezed fiercely, and he slowly reached out and peeled off the long hair on Feng Lingxue's face, revealing her stunning cold face.

Her little face is very pale, even if she falls asleep, there is no warmth at all, and her lips are moist, so weak and harmless that people want to kiss Fangze.

Xuanying stood still, looking at her for a long, long time.

Then he lowered his tall body and carried her out of the closet.

He pulled her out of the maid's room and kicked open the door to his master bedroom.

He laid her down on his large soft bed.

Feng Lingxue was still asleep, she never woke up, her hands and feet were cold, and there was no trace of warmth.

At this time, his henchman Ah Zhou walked in, he handed a thin tablet to Xuan Ying, and reported in a low voice, "Master, a piece of surveillance just transferred out, Miss Feng came back early yesterday morning. ”

Xuan Ying glanced at Ah Zhou.

Ah Zhou lowered his head and said cautiously, "Master, it is also said that Miss Feng has been hiding in the closet for two days, and she has not eaten or drunk for the past two days, and has been asleep and has not woken up." ”

Xuan Ying frowned suddenly, would a normal person hide in the closet for two days and not come out?

Yu Yu's voice echoed in her ears--- this Feng Lingxue is a madman, she is mentally abnormal and psychologically sick!

Xuan Ying narrowed his handsome eyes, and those glazed eyes were covered with a layer of white frost.

"Silver Mask King," Tang Mo'er stepped forward at this time and whispered, "I don't have much contact with Miss Feng, but I know that her heart is very lonely, and she longs for love and warmth, no matter what kind of story happened to you before, I hope you can put down the mustard and treat her well." ”

Xuan Ying didn't speak, and after a long time, he opened his mouth indifferently, "Ah Zhou, send off guests." ”

"Miss Tang, please. ”

Tang Mo'er walked out.

……

The room was quiet, just him and her.

Xuan Ying took off his coat, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her, he stretched out his arm to roll her delicate body into his arms, and let her sleep on his strong chest.

He ironed his warm, masculine body temperature to her.

Feng Lingxue, who was sleeping, slowly felt the warmth, she instinctively approached him, and her small hand got into the corner of his shirt and placed it on the eight-pack abs around his waist.

Xuanying hooked her lips, she was really not stupid at all, she knew to kick her cold little hand into his arms to cover her warmth.

The memory goes back to a long time ago, when it was still in Gillian's room.

In the winter, her little face was red from the cold, her little hands were cold, and she ran over with her feet, "Brother Shadow, where is the warmest place on your body?"

"What?" he didn't understand.

She pounced directly and threw herself into his arms, and two small hands got into the corners of his clothes to cover the warmth, "My stomach is the warmest here, but Brother Ying, your stomach is so hard, is this an abdominal muscle, one, two, three... Seven, eight... Brother Shadow, you have eight-pack abs. ”

Her soft little finger poked at his abs and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows.

His waist and abdomen were numb when he was poked, and his handsome face was swollen and red, he was 18 years old, and he understood everything he should understand.

"Lingling, don't move!" he quickly pressed her little hand.

"Oh. She obediently didn't move, very obedient.

His hand slowly rested on her willow's thin waist and gently hugged her into his arms.

In winter, they snuggle up together to keep warm.

Xuan Ying woke up from those memories, lowered his eyes to look at the stunning cold face in his arms, he leaned over and kissed the long hair next to her ear, and whispered to her, "At that time, I wanted to tell you that the warmest thing on my body was not there, but here..."

He took her small, boneless hand and slowly descended...

Feng Lingxue in her sleep hadn't woken up yet, but her cold body slowly warmed up.

Xuanying lowered her head and kissed her red lips.

At that time, I didn't dare to kiss her, I didn't dare to touch her, and my body reacted and dodged, afraid that she would see it.

At night he locked himself in his room and did it himself.

At the last moment, he couldn't help but call her name, "Lingling... Lingling!"

He thought about her for many years.

……

Tang Mo'er walked out of Hanshan Garden and got into an extended version of the business car, which was on the way back to the Xixing Palace.