Chapter 721 Why, You Are Disobeying Me Again?

The black umbrella covered Tang Moer's head, and the snowflakes could not fall on her, but her little hands were still stretched out.

Lu Yeming slowly curled his lips, his voice was low and magnetic, and there was a hint of love, "Play less with snowflakes, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Got it."

Looking at the snow all over the sky, so pure and holy, Tang Moer's heart was slowly soothed.

She showed a long-lost happy smile.

Although it was still regretful.

If she could watch this snow with Niu Niu, she could also make a snowman for Niu Niu and have a snowball fight.

Tang Moer felt sleepy, her slender body leaned over, and gently rested her little head on Lu Yeming's handsome shoulder.

She closed her eyes.

She had fallen asleep, because Lu Yeming heard her shallow and soft breathing brushing against his ears.

He slowly turned his eyes and looked at her.

He didn't know how long he looked at her, he raised his hand, wanting to touch her little face.

At this time, she moved her red lips in her sleep and uttered a soft murmur, "Mr. Gu..."

She was calling Mr. Gu.

She was thinking about Gu Mohan.

Lu Yeming paused and froze in mid-air.

A few seconds later, he withdrew his hand lightly, and a shallow and soft arc appeared at the corner of his lips. He picked up the book in his hand.

Snowflakes were flying, and he just sat on the swing. The black umbrella in his hand protected the person in his arms from the wind and snow, but most of his shoulders were wet by the snowflakes.

The polished leather shoes tapped the lawn from time to time, the swing was swinging, and Tang Moer's pink long skirt rippled softly in the air.

Everything was so beautiful.

……

Outside, it was chaotic. At eleven o'clock in the evening, countless ladies from famous families opened the windows in their rooms and looked at this magical autumn snow.

--Wow, it's actually snowing in autumn, so beautiful and romantic.

--How could it snow in autumn?

---I don't know, maybe it was some prince who wanted to make the princess smile.

---Or, let's go have a snowball fight.

Many girls got up from their warm quilts, opened the door, ran to the snow, and laughed and played.

At this moment, Jun Xiqing of Tingyuxuan was also not asleep. She was worried that something happened to her sister Mo'er.

She was also worried that Lu Yeming, the beast, was in heat and suddenly broke into her room to abuse her.

Her current situation was really like walking on thin ice. Thinking of the death of A Da and the captain, she felt heartbroken.

Now she was trapped in the West Palace. Facing an enemy as deep and powerful as Lu Yeming who was so frightening, she had no chance of winning.

At this time, a slight sound came from outside, "Look, it's snowing outside."

Snowing?

Jun Xiqing got up from the bed and came to the window. She slowly opened the window, and snowflakes fell outside one after another.

It was actually snowing.

She stretched out her little hand and let a snowflake fall into her palm.

It is late autumn now, and it is impossible to snow unless someone deliberately does it.

This person must be the one in power.

Who is it?

Jun Xiqing glanced sideways and suddenly saw two familiar figures.

On the lawn, Lu Yeming was sitting on the swing, holding a black umbrella in his hand. Tang Moer fell asleep, leaning gently on his shoulder. The evening breeze blew, and Tang Moer's pink long skirt rolled up his trousers cut like a knife, showing a lingering posture.

Jun Xiqing's eyes changed.

At this time, Lu Yeming stood up, lowered his tall body, and picked up the sleeping Tang Moer horizontally.

The two disappeared from sight.

There was still a book left on the swing.

Jun Xiqing stood in front of the window, not moving for a long time. She held her little hand, and in her palm was the red bean she had picked.

Spreading her palm, she actually broke out in cold sweat.

...

The next morning.

The gorgeous morning light shone through the layers of veils. Feng Lingxue shook her feathers like a small fan and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was a handsome face.

Xuanying.

She was sleeping in Xuanying's arms now.

His strong arms wrapped around her slender waist, and she lay on his strong chest. The man's steady and powerful heartbeat and warm masculine body temperature slowly ironed on her delicate skin, making her feel as if she was in a warm sun.

Very warm.

Very comfortable.

She took a look. This was not her room. The restrained and luxurious interior design, the dazzling crystal chandelier, and the soft big bed, this was clearly his master bedroom.

She raised her eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of her.

Without the usual coldness, his handsome face outlined like a sketch showed a bit of softness, handsomeness and harmlessness.

Her brother Ying.

She stretched out her little hand and wanted to touch his face.

But when she moved like this, she realized where her little hand was.

A layer of blush quickly covered her stunning cold face, and she immediately withdrew her hand.

What happened to her?

At this moment, her vision went dark, and the man beside her opened his eyes.

Xuanying's dark glass eyes showed the sleepiness of just waking up, and his voice was faint and hoarse, "You want to run away after touching me?"

Feng Lingxue put her two small hands on his strong chest, "I didn't... I seem to... have my period..."

What?

Xuanying lowered her eyes and saw that his black silk pajamas had been stained red. She had stained his clothes.

Feng Lingxue did not lie, she felt a hot liquid rushing down, she really had her period.

The man's face was already dark and unbearable to look at.

Many men have mysophobia and are straight men, and they think women are dirty when they have their period. Feng Lingxue quickly sat up, "I'm sorry, don't be angry, I didn't mean it..."