Next, they were left to wait. (Latest Chapter Update)

Leaf Scars waited for Taraki's victory, and they waited for Taraki's defeat.

The struggle between the two men actually involves a war, and whether the war is won or lost, the result is a miserable life.

Ping Zhi is right, their duel is destined to set off such a bloody storm, and the people concerned have nowhere to escape.

When Leng Xiao returned to the cold house, it was already early in the morning, the sky had not yet been brightened, and the dark night shrouded the mansion of Linci, as if it was a giant beast dormant in the dark.

He drove into the yard and saw a dim light upstairs in the distance.

She is still the same as before, no matter how late it is, she will always leave a lamp for him, so that his cold and tired heart seems to be baked by this lamp, and the slightest bit of heat is bubbling.

Leng Xiao sat in the car, staring at the light for a long time, as if she could see her lying sideways on the bed, curled up in a small ball.

He was not in a hurry to go upstairs, but lit a cigarette casually, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

Looking back now, it seems that nothing matters, all that matters is that when he comes back every day, it is enough to know that she is waiting for him.

Qiu Mo was lying on the bed, holding a spoon in her arms, her long eyelashes blinking, as if she was being haunted by a dream.

Leng Xiao stood not far in front of her, holding a black gun in her hand, she chased over and shouted his name loudly, but he didn't seem to hear it, she ran fast, and she didn't see him move, but she couldn't catch up with him, she fell to the ground with a thud, and was about to cry, he finally turned around, his face was a blurry coldness, and suddenly blood rolled down from his forehead, like a small snake one after another, she was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and could only stretch out her right hand helplessly. Then he watched him fall in front of him, and behind him, Ye Zhen, who was also covered in blood, smiled and said, "Momo, you are mine." ”

But before he finished speaking, his head began to bleed, and he couldn't stop it, and his face gradually blurred and distant.

In the blink of an eye, he also fell.

"No, don't."

Qiu Mo didn't sleep deeply, because she was always worried about him, so when she heard the sound of the door opening, although it was very light, she still woke up.

"Momo, what's wrong?" Leng Xiao took her into his arms, and his palms were stained with cold sweat on her back.

She just hugged him and kept shaking, the dream just now was so terrible, it was almost like it was real.

"Gugu, don't leave me." She said scaredly.

"Fool, isn't that all right for me? Afraid of what? Leng Xiao hugged her tighter and said with great pity.

Qiu Mo slowly calmed down in his arms, sniffed his body and said, "You have the smell of several weapons on your body." ”

Leng Xiao smiled: "My Momo, the nose is as smart as Carter, no wonder it is so close to you." ”

He seemed to be turning around and laughing at her.

Qiu Mo sat up, looked at him sadly, and said, "You come back so late every day, of course Carter likes to follow me." ”

Leng Xiao gently pinched her face: "Little resentful woman." ”

She was so angry that she turned her head away and ignored him.

He put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Well, wait for me, I'll go take a shower." ”

"Who is going to wait for you, if you don't wash it up for ten minutes, I'll sleep." She did lie down on the bed and pulled the quilt over.

When Leng Xiao heard this, he took it seriously, and immediately ran to the bathroom and began to take off his clothes and take a shower.

By the time he had washed hastily, she was already 'asleep', he smiled embarrassedly, climbed into the bed and got into the quilt and hugged her from behind.

"Momo." He snapped.

Qiu Mo obviously heard it, but deliberately pretended not to hear it.

His big hand grabbed her nose and didn't let her breathe, she was so depressed that she had to open her small mouth, and this mouth was immediately driven straight into by his tongue, and she finally couldn't help but open her eyes, and saw the playful light in his eyes, a little naughty, a little proud.

"Little thing, dare to pretend to sleep." He bit her pretty nose.

Qiu Mo shrank into the pillow and said dissatisfiedly: "It hurts." ”

His hand slid wickedly between her legs, "Does it hurt here?" ”

"Leng Xiao, you hate it." Qiu Mo immediately blushed, even though she had had many fish and water loves, but whenever he deliberately said something provocative to her, she still blushed and her heart beat.

He laughed, lowered his head and kissed him.

Qiu Mo didn't look at his triumphant smile, and hurriedly closed her eyes, but kissing and kissing, she suddenly felt a heat on her face, and when she reached out and touched it, her hand was sticky.

"Leng Xiao, what's wrong with you?" She could see through the dim light at the bedside that his nose was bleeding out, falling on her face drop by drop.

He found out himself, reached out and touched it, and actually smiled.

"Momo, your charm is so great, I have a nosebleed."

"You're still in the mood to tell jokes." Qiu Mo was anxious and annoyed, and quickly got up and pushed him into the bathroom.

His body can't bleed, and once it does, it's hard to stop, so she always keeps him from getting hurt.

Leng Xiao lazily let her push, and said absentmindedly: "You can't die with a nosebleed." ”

"Don't speak."

Qiu Mo forced his head into the sink, then turned on the faucet to wash his face, and brought a small bench to step on it, so that he could put his head up, she took water and slapped his forehead, when she was a child, she also often had nosebleeds, and those maids did just that.

Leng Xiao was slapped laughing, feeling like a child, being taken care of, but he was willing to enjoy all this.

Qiu Mo saw that the blood was no longer flowing out, so he quickly brought two cotton wools and stuffed them into his nose, Leng Xiao looked at her with a confused face, and she finally laughed too, because his current appearance was indeed very funny, the bangs on his forehead were wet, his face was still stained with water droplets, and two balls of cotton were stuffed in his nose, which made his handsome image suddenly look a little funny.

He frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "What are you laughing at?" Laughing so happily. ”

Qiu Mo just kept laughing, giggling out of the voice.

Leng Xiao turned his head to look at the mirror, and suddenly made himself laugh in the mirror, when did he become the president of the Leng Consortium like this... Childlike.

Turning to the little woman who was still stepping on the bench in front of him, he stretched out his long arms and took her into his arms, then took the cotton and stuffed it into her nose.

"Leng Xiao, you bad guy." Qiu Mo wanted to take it off, but his hand was controlled by him, so he had to stare at him hatefully.

He turned her face into the mirror and looked at the two figures reflected in it, both with cotton balls stuffed into their noses, and the image was very funny.

She snorted and laughed again, putting her arms around his neck and embarrassed.

"Horn." A drop of blood suddenly dripped on Qiu Mo's face, she raised her head in panic, and saw that the blood was stained with cotton, dripping heavily, sure enough, ordinary ways to stop bleeding did not work.

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