Murong Xing was pulled away again, and a somewhat sour dress was draped over her body.

"Leng Lingfeng, do you want to rob me too?"

Leng Lingfeng ignored Wen Yaxuan's question, looked at Murong Xing affectionately, and asked softly, "Is Xing'er still cold?" ”

"It's not cold." Murong Xing shook his head.

But this dress must have been washed for a long, long time!

Wen Yaxuan stepped forward and took off the robe on his body, making a gesture to tear off the 'dirty clothes' on Murong Xing's body

But how could Leng Lingfeng let him succeed.

Wen Yaxuan roared angrily: "Leng Lingfeng, you don't smell your clothes, you haven't washed them for a long time, and you are embarrassed to put them on Xing'er." ”

Leng Lingfeng lowered his head and looked at himself, an embarrassed look flashed in his deep eyes, as if he hadn't bathed for a long time.

What did Leng Lingfeng suddenly think? Suddenly a gust of wind left.

Everyone was inexplicable and looked at each other, but they were soon diluted by Murong Xing's arrival.

Wen Yaxuan tore off Leng Lingfeng's clothes on Murong Xing's body and threw them on the ground, and put on his own clothes again, in fact, his clothes were not clean.

Because Wen Yaxuan knew that after Murong Xing was seriously ill, he had come all the way and had never rested, and there was some peculiar smell on his clothes, but it was indeed much better than Leng Lingfeng's.

Murong Xing bent down and picked up Leng Lingfeng's clothes on the ground, stepped forward and walked back with Wen Yaxuan.

Wen Yaxuan saw that Murong Xing took the initiative to hold him, and she didn't care about it anymore, she was proud.

Murong Qing and Xiao Rou looked at each other, they were very strange, the two of them hadn't been arguing just now, how could they notice that Murong Xing was saying something so cold here?

The two looked at each other and smiled, shook their heads, and followed behind.

"Mother, I want you to hug me ruthlessly."

Wen Yaxuan frowned: Why won't this kid help him?

"Xing'er, why don't I hug it!" Wen Yaxuan stretched out his hand diligently.

Ruthlessly pouted: "No, I want my mother to hug!" ”

"Okay, mother, hug you."

Wen Yaxuan followed depressed all the way back to Xiaozhu.

Murong Xing and the others returned to the hut from Xiaozhu, and the fragrance in the courtyard was permeated, and she seemed to be white and cold, why did Ling Feng suddenly run away.

"Leng Lingfeng, if you're making yourself so dirty, I don't want you anymore." That's what she said many years ago.

Thinking of this, Murong Xing smiled sweetly, they didn't know why Murong Xing was smiling, did he smell the aroma in the courtyard?

Everyone sat down in the main hall, Xiao Rou went to make tea, Murong Xing went to change clothes, and there were three men left in the main hall, two large and one small.

After a while, Leng Lingfeng appeared in the main hall in a bewitching manner, Murong Qing, Ruthless, and Wen Yaxuan rolled their eyes, looking at him with a sassy face, and the night behind him, because of holding his breath, his face was red.

Murong Qing looked at him and laughed: "Hahaha......"

Wen Yaxuan picked up the tea that Xiao Rou had just brewed, and just took a sip, then: "Poof......"

Xiao Rou was not angry because of Wen Yaxuan's tea, but followed his gaze, saw the door, let go of her shocked hand, and sprinkled all the tea in her hand that had not been put down on the ground: "Bang dang......"

Ruthless is wide-eyed, is this his own father? It seems that for two years, Daddy has been sloppy, and now ......

Leng Lingfeng was dressed in a fiery red robe, with a half-open neckline, a white neck could be vaguely seen, his hair was a little wet because of the bath, and he had a mesmerizing smile on his face, as if his eyes blinked, anyone would follow him and dispose of him.