It was Liang Qiuqiu's room, and it went in to sleep so unceremoniously, and Liang Qiuqiu didn't care too much about it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She looked at the time, and it was exactly twenty minutes before she could wash the mask off her face. So she walked towards the bathroom, thinking about what to call it later...... Uncle Long? It feels weird, otherwise it's better to call Master Long directly, since it likes the name.

The name of the egg tart is because it has no name, only a code name, otherwise Liang Qiuqiu is still quite happy to call their own name - after all, everyone's name has a special meaning, and it is given by important people, even if it becomes his own spirit animal, it is better not to deprive him of this power.

She washed off the mask on her face, her skin was smooth and supple, and it looked like she wanted to pinch it.

After Liang Qiuqiu applied the evening cream, she left the bathroom and sat on the sofa in the living room to warm herself a glass of milk.

After drinking this, you can go to sleep, and you will sleep more soundly.

The TV in front of her was turned off, Liang Qiuqiu was playing soothing music, she nestled in the sofa with hot milk in both hands, and drank it into her stomach one by one.

The living room, which was still very bright, suddenly dimmed the lights.

She didn't panic in the slightest.

Because she was able to see at night since she was a child, it didn't matter to her whether there was a light or not.

She drank the last sip of milk and placed the cup on the table.

She got up and went to sleep. But as soon as I got to the door, I heard a strange noise—the sound came from next door.

Liang Qiuqiu hesitated for a while, but she still decided to take a look at the situation.

The reason for the hesitation is ......

The person living next door to her is none other than Dongfang Mo.

Liang Qiuqiu stood at the door, put his ear to it, and the room was quiet. What else did you hear just now, why is it so quiet now?, she thought about it, and decided to use the spirit butterfly to find out first.

Liang Qiuqiu took out a blue charm, she drew a mark on it with her finger, and the glittering charm turned into a blue butterfly. It flapped its wings and flew straight over the wall.

The spirit butterfly can replace Liang Qiuqiu's eyes, and everything it sees, Liang Qiuqiu can see.

Dongfang Mo's room was very dark, but the bed was very neat, and no one slept at all.

The windows in the house were wide open, and he was sitting on the railing, the curtains behind him blown by the wind. And he was sitting there, but then he slowly stood up.

It was nineteen stories high, and he stood on the edge of the window railing, as if he was going to fly away at any moment.

Liang Qiuqiu looked nervous, but she didn't have the courage to push open the door.

The current president...... Either way, it has nothing to do with him, does it? He wouldn't want to ask him about it, so why should she be bored.

Ay.

Liang Qiuqiu shook his head, forget it, go back to the room and sleep.

As soon as she turned around, she suddenly saw something-

The spirit butterfly hovered behind Dongfang Mo, and it gradually approached the man, and what the man hid in his loose pajamas was also clearly seen by Liang Qiuqiu!-Just a little below Dongfang Mo's neck, a few dragon scales appeared! Different from the white dragon scales on the young man's body on the winter night, the president's scales ...... It is a faint red.

When Lingdie first came in, Dongfang Mo had already found out, but he didn't bother to ask.

Now that the little butterfly had flown in front of him, he turned his head slightly and watched its blue wings sparkle.

He couldn't help but touch the back of his neck with his hand, this thing, Liang Qiuqiu should have seen it. There is nothing to hide, the divine root used to suppress the evil in his body is gone, and this scale will appear sooner or later.

The spirit butterfly circled around him, and when Dongfang Mo looked at it, his eyes were surprisingly gentle.

This is a look he hasn't seen for a long time, so Liang Qiuqiu stood there in a daze, forgetting to go back to the house.

In the past, Dongfang Mo was very likable, and there were often butterflies around him.

Every time, he stretched out his hand to let the butterfly land on the back of his hand, and the picture was too beautiful for people to blink.

However, now Dongfang Mo will not stretch out his hand again and let the butterfly fall.

Instead, he whispered, "If you want to live, stay away from me." ”

Not a warning, but a kind reminder.

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, which was the opposite of what he was during the day. During this time, he had almost zero communication with Liang Qiuqiu, and there was an aura that did not allow anyone to get close to him. Occasionally, he spoke in a cold tone without a little fluctuation.

The communication with the spirit butterfly is a long-lost warmth.

Liang Qiuqiu slowly retreated, and she came to the door again, with one hand on it.

The spirit butterfly kept flapping its wings, it flew around Dongfang Mo, and it still wanted to get close to him...... This may be Liang Qiuqiu's innermost thoughts.

It came to Dongfang Mo's body and slowly gathered its wings,

The blue spirit butterfly was very beautiful, and Dongfang Mo slowly stretched out his fingers, wanting to touch it.

For a moment's hesitation, he still stretched out his finger, and Lingdie approached happily.

The moment the Spirit Butterfly's head touched Dongfang Mo's fingers, its body turned into crystal fragments and was blown away by the wind.

Liang Qiuqiu, who was outside the door, suddenly lost her vision, almost without thinking, she immediately pushed open the door in front of her - inside the house, Dongfang Mo was still standing by the window, and after hearing the sound of pushing the door, he turned his head slightly, and his pale face was bewitching and weird in the moonlight.

His lips were as red as if they had sucked blood.

"Why...... Want to kill it?" Liang Qiuqiu couldn't figure it out.

Just now, didn't Dongfang Mo still let Lingdie stay away from him? Obviously, he used such a gentle voice, so gentle that Liang Qiuqiu thought that the previous president had returned. But in the blink of an eye, the spirit butterfly died in his hands.

A smile appeared on Dongfang Mo's face: "Because, it's beautiful." ”

"What?"

"Just like you. The man's deep voice was full of temptation, and standing on the window railing, he slowly turned sideways and stretched out his right hand in the direction of Liang Qiuqiu.

"Qiuqiu, come to me. ”

Qiuqiu, come to me.

Come to me.

to me......

Here it is.

Liang Qiuqiu seemed to be enchanted, she kept repeating Dongfang Mo's words in her mind, and her feet were already involuntarily walking towards him.

Near, near......

She came to the window, and in front of her was Dongfang Mo's slender fingers.

She slowly raised her right hand.

Seeing that the fingertips of the two people were about to touch, a green figure suddenly appeared, it bit the corner of Liang Qiuqiu's clothes, and directly dragged her to the ground!

Touch!

Liang Qiuqiu's fall was not light, and it was this fall that made her suddenly come back to her senses.

She looked at Dongfang Mo suddenly-

What did he do to himself, and why did she feel like she had lost her soul......