Chu Yunyao lay comfortably on the stone wall, her soft body sank in the clear water, and she soaked for a long time, until sleepiness hit, and then she reluctantly stepped on the stone steps and walked ashore.

Holding a towel to gently wipe off the water droplets on her body, wrapping her wet long hair, she put on her clothes one by one, picked up the dirty clothes that had been changed on the ground and jumped out of the courtyard wall.

The whole courtyard was quiet again.

After a long time, Mo Lingyuan moved his stiff body, jumped down from the rockery with clumsy movements, walked to the edge of the pool wall, picked up Chu Yunyao's dirty pants that fell on the ground, held them in his palm, and returned to the Star Storage Tower.

When the guards saw Mo Lingyuan coming back, they reported: "Chief of Staff Luo and Mr. Duan just sent someone over to pass the word, but they still haven't found the young lady. ”

Mo Lingyuan coughed a few times in a low voice, hiding the hoarseness in his voice: "You go and inform them, you don't need to look for it, the young lady is in the young marshal's mansion." ”

"Huh?" The guard was surprised, and looked at Mo Lingyuan's dark eyes, not daring to ask the reason, he stood up straight and gave a military salute: "Yes, young marshal." ”

After saying that, he quickly turned around and left.

Mo Lingyuan wanted to rush to the Moon Pavilion, twist Chu Yunyao up, and ask her fiercely, "Where did you go last night?" Why did you sneak back at this time? ”

But his body was so tense that he didn't listen to him until now.

One place is even more uncomfortable and painful.

All I could think of was the image of her taking off her handkerchief.

Pictures of taking off their clothes one by one.

Playing in the water.

......

All kinds of fragrant and beautiful pictures were mixed together and filled his mind.

It's all about her smile, her every move.

He had never been worried about someone for so long, but he didn't have any urge to scold her at the moment.

just felt that if she came back intact, it was already the most satisfactory result for him.

Mo Lingyuan leaned against the head of the bed, only to feel that his cheeks and the tips of his ears were getting hotter and hotter.

He thought, maybe the high fever had not gone away, and the wound was inflamed again.

Poured out a few pills and threw them into his mouth, drank a few sips of water and poured them in, and his tense stiff body suddenly relaxed and collapsed on the bed.

The sound of breathing was heavy, the long-lost impulse rushed in the blood, and he closed his eyes and recalled the scene that happened in the thatched hut.

The girl's delicate body was pressed into his arms, and the sound of warm breathing accompanied her chest up and down, grinding against his chest through a thin layer of fabric.

Throughout the night, Mo Lingyuan was sleepy, but he was caught in all kinds of bizarre dreams......

When he woke up in the morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, Mo Lingyuan realized that something was wrong.

He dreamed! Lose! Finish!

The pants were wet, and there was a faint smell in the bedroom.

Mo Lingyuan hurriedly lifted the quilt and got up, rummaged through the cabinet to find clean underwear, and went into the bathroom with red cheeks......

After freshening up, coming out of the bathroom, Mo Lingyuan opened the drawer as usual.

only to find that the pistol that had been placed inside was missing.

He quickly opened all the drawers again, and even searched the bed, but still found nothing.

Mo Lingyuan paused, raised his foot and kicked the drawer, turned around and opened the door, and asked the guard guarding outside the door: "Who has entered my bedroom in the few days since I was away?" ”

"After the young lady disappeared, Mr. Duan and the housekeeper went in together, and there was no one else."

"Good." Mo Lingyuan made a calm face, threw off the curtain, raised his feet and strode out.

The housekeeper was trotting over in a hurry, with a smile on his chubby round face for the rest of his life, excited: "Young marshal, the young lady is back, it's really good, the old slave still thinks, I think it's ......"

But seeing Mo Lingyuan with a handsome face, he just snorted coldly when he heard the words, stepped away with his long legs, and walked towards the Moon Pavilion without stopping.

"Aren't you angry, go to the young lady to settle accounts?" The butler thought silently.