Piercing eyes

His awkward words made Qiu Mo burst into tears and laughed, and looked at him with big tearful eyes and pleaded: "Don't drive me away." ”

Leng Xiao sighed almost silently, looked at her coldly and said, "You woman, you will cry and laugh for a while, what do you want." ”

Qiu Mo blushed embarrassedly, but her heart was happy, and she gently moved into the bed, leaving a little space between her and him, such an obvious place, as if waiting for someone to fill it.

Leng Xiao couldn't see her thoughts, raised his eyes to meet her expectation, he felt that he must have some nerve 'disorder', so he slowly moved his tall body over, and was about to sit down, when he suddenly heard a scream outside: "Brother Xiao." ”

Without much thought, he turned abruptly and rushed out the door.

The breath brought by the fluttering clothes was sent into Qiu Mo's nose by the wind, and she was in a trance as if she had hallucinated, just at that moment, he was going to sit down, even if it was just to sit on her bed, when she thought of such a scene, she would feel excited, the slightest change between them could ignite the flame that was gradually extinguishing in her heart, even if it was close to ashes.

"Brother Xiao." Leng Xiaotian hurriedly ran over when he heard the sound of the door opening, and plunged into Leng Xiao's arms without hesitation, as if he was extremely scared, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Xiao, I heard a terrible sound, I was so scared." ”

Leng Xiao's body stiffened, his rich brows were deeply locked, he grabbed Leng Xiaotian's shoulders and pushed her away, and his sturdy figure walked quickly downstairs.

"Brother Xiao." Leng Xiaotian didn't expect Leng Xiao to push her away without asking a word, his face was full of grievances for a while, and he stood in place and clenched his little fist and didn't know what to do.

Qiu Mo moved down from the bed and walked to the door to clean up the things that had just been scattered on the ground, because of the inconvenience of her body, she squatted down a little hard, supporting her waist with one hand, and slowly picking up the clothes that had fallen into a mess with the other.

With a bang, Leng Xiaotian kicked the door in, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, grabbed the clothes she had just picked up in her hand and threw them aside, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the foot wearing slippers stepped on the lamp, and the already twisted and deformed table lamp was completely scrapped at this time.

Qiu Mo's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, a distressed and angry light flashed in her eyes, she raised her head and looked at Leng Xiaotian with a cold gaze.

Leng Xiaotian was taken aback by her look like this, she always thought that the woman in front of her was a soft persimmon, which could be stepped on and pinched casually, because Brother Xiao didn't like her, and she didn't look good, but when she saw her eyes just now, she was sharp and sharp, and she didn't look like the kind of little resentful "woman" who could suppress and bully.

She took a step back, her face a little unnatural, and as her feet moved away, Qiu Mo lowered her head and picked up the lamp from the ground.

She looked at the broken and trampled place for a long time, and silently turned back to the bed, then took out the toolbox from the drawer, and sat there to mend it carefully.

Leng Xiaotian came back to his senses for a long time, but when he spoke, he obviously lost his confidence, "Hey, what tricks did you use, what is at the end of the corridor on the second floor?" ”

Qiu Mo did the work in her hand again, her eyes and voice had recovered calmly, and she replied simply, "Miss Leng, I don't know." ”