Chapter 703 Kissing His Eyes

Is he angry?

Feng Lingxue quickly stepped forward and came in front of him.

Everyone else in the room retreated.

Xuanying looked at the woman in front of him, his sword-like eyebrows had already frowned into a deep "chuan" character, and he ordered in a deep voice, "Tidy up my clothes."

Feng Lingxue immediately stretched out her little hand and adjusted the belt around his waist.

It was the first time she saw him wearing this kind of uniform. He was tall and straight, handsome and stylish. He was the most dazzling star.

"Master, where is my little stone?" she asked.

Xuanying pursed his thin lips and showed displeasure, "You came to me just to get back that broken stone?"

"It's not a broken stone." Feng Lingxue retorted.

Her rebuttal made Xuanying's handsome face darken, he shook off her little hand with force, pulled away his long legs and walked away.

He was angry.

Ignore her.

If he left like this, she would not be able to get the little stone back.

Feng Lingxue ran up, stretched out her slender arms like green lotus roots and hugged his strong waist from behind.

She hugged him from behind.

Xuanying paused and stopped.

With his handsome eyelids drooping, he looked at her two little hands around him and could no longer move his feet.

Feng Lingxue let go of him and walked in front of him.

His eyes were beautiful, like clear blue glass, dazzling and compelling, just like Mou Mou's.

Mou Mou also had a pair of glass eyes.

With pious love and longing.

Xuanying's tall body suddenly froze, and he didn't expect her to tiptoe.

He liked her when she was well-behaved and soft.

He liked...she loved him.

Feng Lingxue left his eyes, and her charming black eyes looked at him, "I kiss you, do you feel dirty?"

The two people's breaths were entangled, and her soft and fragrant breath lingered around him. Xuanying raised his hand and hugged her.

"Your little stone is in my trouser pocket, take it yourself."

Feng Lingxue quickly stretched out her little hand and kicked it into his trouser pocket.

But she felt around and didn't touch it.

Raising her head, her charming eyes fell on his handsome face, "There is no little stone of mine."

"If you are good, I will give it to you."

Feng Lingxue's body gradually became stiff, and she looked at him cautiously, "Master, I will be very good..."

Xuan Ying raised her eyes, and she looked at him with a pale face, and even the body under her palm was as stiff as a stone.

She called him "Master".

This "Master" was like pouring a basin of cold water on him. If it weren't for that broken stone, she would never call him, would not come, would not take the initiative to hug him and kiss him, and would not be so obedient.

Xuan Ying took back his hand, and he looked at her coldly and warily, "If you don't want to, don't come. You are selling smiles in front of others, but you are putting on a face of being raped all day long in front of me. Who will see it?"

He impatiently pulled away.

"Don't go!" Feng Lingxue jumped off the dressing table in shock and ran to him.

Xuan Ying stopped and looked at her.

Her little face was very pale, and her body was still as stiff as a stone. She lost a lot of weight in Hanshan Garden these days.

Her cold eyes slowly flowed with moving autumn waves, and she was naturally charming and seductive, but the depths of her eyes had lost their color, becoming empty and pale.

At this moment, he suddenly had an illusion that... she was dead.

Now all that was left was her body.

For some reason, her body was still supported and did not fall down.