Chapter 917: He Who Is Sacred and Undesecrated
"I'm sorry." She was a little embarrassed and wanted to help him straighten out his shirt, but she felt that her dirty hands had nowhere to start.
"It's fine." Mo Ningyi lightly threw two words at her, and the expression on her face didn't seem to be angry because of her behavior.
"Follow up." Turning his head, he walked ahead towards the castle.
Su Chenxia stuffed his head and immediately followed.
The Mo Ningyi in Su Chenxia's eyes was too sacred, like a bright white moonlight, which could not be desecrated by anyone.
When he went in with him, Su Chenxia deliberately kept a distance from him, afraid of offending him.
At this time, the rain was still very heavy, so Mo Ningyi came out with an umbrella, which he held in his hand.
He didn't seem to expect Su Chenxia to get such a big distance from him, walked forward for a while, turned his head sideways to look at her who was standing far away from him, and was drenched in the rain like a chicken in soup, Mo Ningyi's face sank without a trace.
"Come here!" A cool voice overflowed from his mouth, and his steps stopped.
Su Chenxia raised his face and looked at him, stunned for a few seconds.
Mo Ningyi didn't repeat it a second time, took a few steps in her direction, didn't say anything, and moved the umbrella in his hand in her direction.
His actions made Su Chenxia stunned again.
Mo Ningyi's face didn't fluctuate much, he propped the umbrella above the heads of the two, and he continued to walk his own expressionlessly.
He was wearing sneakers, and the white soles of them made a slight noise in the rain.
The splash of water made Su Chenxia come back to his senses and follow quickly.
With her head shut, she quietly walked with him into the house.
The Mo family is not ordinarily big, just the garden and the flower path that surrounds it take more than ten minutes.
Finally came to the main house in the depths of the garden, after Mo Ningyi led Su Chenxia in, he handed the umbrella to the housekeeper who was waiting next to him, and said lightly to the maid standing in the house, "I want to see her clean later." ”
"Yes, young master!" The maid responded respectfully, and led Su Chenxia upstairs from left to right.
Su Chenxia's current appearance was too embarrassing, her clothes were still dripping with water, and after entering the hall, where she walked by, she left a series of water stains.
She is really not suitable for negotiating conditions with people.
Obediently, Su Chenxia followed the maid upstairs.
The housekeeper stood aside, watched her figure walk away, looked at Mo Ningyi beside him, and stopped talking, "Young master......"
"It's none of your business." Mo Ningyi gave him a word lightly, and walked upstairs to his room.
……
Su Chenxia was taken by the maid to a large room, a very beautifully furnished room, but the wardrobe was opened, and all the clothes were for a middle-aged woman.
It seems to be Mo Ningyi's mother's.
"The young master never brings a woman to the house, there are no young girls' clothes at home, this is Madame's, Miss You will just take it." The maid explained briefly, and found a slightly smaller, lighter-colored skirt and compared it to Su Chenxia's side.
Su Chenxia was stunned after the maid's words.
In Mo Ningyi's territory, it seems that there is nothing related to women anywhere.
Her sun, as sacred as the moonlight, is sacrosanct.
The maid thought she should be able to wear the dress, and led her into the bathroom.
Su Chenxia wanted to say that she could come by herself.
The two maids didn't care, pressed her and sat down in the bathtub.