Monsoon looked up and around, but he didn't hear anything.

Yun Jin coughed coldly, encountering the most embarrassing situation in his life, "Ahem, is the matter done?" ”

Only then did Ji Feng retract his gaze and lean over, "I only brought back Yiying alone, but his condition is not very good, and he has already been sent to 'Yunmengze'." ”

"The rest, dead?" Yun Jin's knuckles tapped on the table and said in a deep voice.

Ji Feng nodded, a little guilty, "All of them died of poisoning, and there is only one breath left for the eagle, third master, we are late." ”

"It's okay, just bring it back."

He didn't expect Hu Liushun and Xu Fang to bite the Xiao family out at all, so it didn't matter to him whether they were dead or alive.

The person who worked for the Xiao family had already given the lives of the whole family to Xiao Yinfeng with his own hands. But this is far from enough, the only ones who can make Xiao Yinfeng completely relieved are the dead.

Hu Liushun and Xu Fang died unjustly!

After instructing Monsoon a few words, Yun Jin got up and walked to the backyard. The words that the little girl said in front of Monsoon when she was leaving just now, he didn't care about it, and he must hang her on the bed for a while!

Yun Jin slammed open the door, and the bedroom was unexpectedly quiet.

On the red sandalwood table, a faint stove of sandalwood is burned, and the light smoke is like an ethereal floating light under the blurring of hibiscus lanterns in the room.

The little overlord of his family is sleeping peacefully in this lantern shadow at this moment, green silk is beautiful, and it is incredibly beautiful.

He was planning how to teach her a lesson, but in an instant, his eyes turned into helplessness.

"Shen Zhuozhuo......" with a thin calloused fingertips slid over her long satin hair, the rustling friction made him a little fascinated, his eyes swept over her bare thin feet, he suddenly remembered that when she returned to the camp that night, when she chased her out, she was so nervous that she forgot to put on embroidered shoes.

He remembered that he wanted to carry her back to his room.

Yun Jin held her feet in her hands, squinting slightly, so small, she could only hold it......

Well, it feels good to pinch like this, and it feels good to rub it like that...... Yun Jin is like getting a new gadget that she can't put down, and the more she rubs it, the more energetic she becomes......

Shen Zhuozhuo, who was disturbed by his dream, snorted lightly, kicked his feet, and after a while, fell asleep again.

Yun Jin narrowed his eyes, his gaze fell unconsciously on the soft couch next to the bed, and after a while, he gradually moved to the delicately carved sandalwood bed......

A good night's sleep, the room full of sandalwood is quiet, which makes people indulge and can't extricate themselves.

In the early morning, Shen Zhuozhuo was awakened by a burst of movement. She opened her eyelids, and what she saw was a tall back, slowly fastening her waist buckle.

"Husband?" She rubbed her eyes and shouted in confusion.

Yun Jin pressed his fingers on the waist buckle and narrowed his eyes, who else could the man in this room have besides him?

There could be no one either!

"Shen Zhuozhuo, are you sleepy?"

Shen Zhuozhuo yawned, and always felt that her husband's face was very dark. She was half-propped up, huh, no......

She touched the warm quilt next to her, touched it again, and then looked at Yun Jin with a surprised expression, "Husband, you slept in bed last night?" ”

Isn't it okay? Yun Jin leaned over to her, her thin lips slightly curved, "Didn't you say it, you are waiting for me on the bed." ”

"That's right," Shen Zhuozhuo avoided his gaze and explained solemnly, "but this is my bed, and yours is there." ”

She gestured to the couch.

Yun Jin was angry: "......"