Cute fox's counterattack

Dongfang Chen on the road has been walking silently behind the two people, one red and one white. The gorgeous rose red combined with the snowy white is so dazzling. This kind of feeling always gives him an illusion, as if that It was supposed to be a pair of lovers, but I was stuck between them.

This kind of illusion made him feel stuffy in his heart, not very strong, but it keeps oppressing you, as if it will make you breathless after a long time.

I can only watch from afar, seeing my footsteps slowing down constantly, seeing the distance between the beautiful couple getting farther and farther away from me, but I am still in a daze; until the snowflake that seems to be encountered by chance in spring breaks behind the rockery and disappears from sight Only then did he realize... that he had left the footsteps of the two of them, his heart tightened for no reason, but he couldn't move anymore.

Xueyan was a little surprised to see Hong Ling here, and when she saw that he was about to hurt Dongfang Chen, her heart tightened suddenly, and before she could react at all, she had already grasped the powerful whip.

His brows were tightly frowned, and he never opened them even when the three of them left the back mountain. The red water chestnut that was entangled with him made him feel bored and...annoyed; he didn't know if he was annoyed that she ran into the world without permission , or is he annoyed at her hurting people for no reason, or... his unthinking actions and... his current restlessness, irritability, depression... mentality, he doesn't know, he really doesn't know.

Xueyan didn't say a few words along the way, only Hongling who was beside him kept talking non-stop, and no matter whether he heard one of the ten sentences, every time he answered two sentences casually, it aroused her even more. Talking hard, he only knew that her bright red mouth was opening and closing all the time, because of this, he never noticed that the footsteps behind him slowed down at some point, let alone that the footsteps had stopped and there was no more sound.

"Brother Yan? Brother Yan. Brother Yan!" It was not until the last call that raised the volume that Xueyan regained her composure.

Xueyan raised her narrow and confused eyes, and the butterfly-wing eyelashes lightly covered those soul-absorbing black pupils, just one look was enough to make people soul-devouring, coupled with that unconscious murmur "Hmm ?”

Hongling has long been lost in those eyes, forgetting the environment she is in now, and even forgetting his feelings for her that are different from hers. She is very clear about what he is, but at this moment She forgot everything, she was lost, her movements had already exceeded her imagination, her fingers touched the warmth directly, carrying all her feelings and obsessions, she wanted to sweep over every detail Smooth skin, just...

There was still confusion in Xueyan's eyes, and the response was just a subconscious movement, seeing that she was just a reflection of hearing a call, but when the white, weak and boneless fingers stroked his cheek, he suddenly woke up, and there was disbelief in his eyes. A kind of resistance that even he didn't know about, and he stroked that hand almost the moment he woke up, with a slight alienation, and stepped back half a step.

However, Dongfang Chen, who decided to tell the two of them that he had something to do and couldn't accompany them, only needed to see this half of his eyes, but a moment was enough. The steps that had not been sold had already been put behind at that moment, and his body Even with a trembling, he slightly let go of the foot that was going further and further away step by step, his pace was speeding up, but he was confused in his heart, is that fast?Why did he feel so slow?

Xueyan opened her eyes wide and looked at the woman in front of her that she regarded as her own sister. She didn't think too much, didn't have too many reasons, only some rejections that he didn't know about, which made him feel helpless, and couldn't answer accordingly. It's... So, he could only make a reflex action that didn't require thinking, and could only look at her quietly.

Hong Ling looked... Looking at her hand that was being caressed by him, seeing the panic in his eyes, seeing that half-step retreat, she felt so wronged and sad in her heart, she watched quietly for a long time , her lips trembled violently, and said in a nasty voice: "Brother Yan, why...why? It was okay before, but now you are like this?" It was strangely pitiful.

Xueyan had nothing to say, lowered her flustered eyes lightly, stopped looking at the woman, tightened and loosened her fingers under the clothes, tightened and loosened again, tried this several times and finally suppressed the thoughts in her heart , raised her eyes again without wavering, the melancholy was only for a moment, and the next moment she stepped forward and touched the woman's head and said, "I'm a little tired today. I'm surprised that you didn't say anything before you came. You don't have to take offense. Don't bother me."

Hong Ling lowered her brows and shook her head gently. When she raised her eyes, there was unbelief and undisguised...sadness in her eyes. The corners of her lips were pursed and turned white. Seeing the eyes that had returned to normal, Fang said: "Brother Yan, I won't Annoying you, Brother Yan, are you really tired? Or...you hate me." These words seemed hard to come out, and after she finished speaking, her head drooped again.

Xueyan gently stroked the dazzlingly gorgeous long fiery red hair again, and said, "No, how could I hate you, because you have always been in my heart..."

"Master Xueyan!" The call just interrupted his words, so that people could not know, but Xueyan looked at the person who called him not paying much attention.

Butler Liu, dressed in navy blue, was two steps away from the two of them, and walked straight towards them, with a peaceful and comfortable smile on his face; because of the distance, the rockery just covered the figure of the woman before. I saw, I only saw Xueyan in white clothes standing there, and now I got closer to see a woman in red clothes standing beside him.

After being stunned for a moment, Steward Liu put on a loving smile again, bowed to Xueyan, looked around for a while and asked, "Who is this?"

Xueyan looked at Steward Liu, stepped back half a step to expose Hongling, and said, "This is my sister——Hongling." After speaking, she said to Hongling: "This is the steward of the Dongfang Mansion. Follow me to call Uncle Liu."

Hong Ling was slightly dissatisfied with this person, because at a critical moment, he interrupted what Brother Yan said to her, but now seeing the warm smile on his face, most of the anger in her heart has been eliminated. Therefore, she nodded obediently to Xueyan, and then said: "Uncle Liu."

After hearing this, Butler Liu smiled with satisfaction, the wrinkles on his face shrunk into a cute and pleasant line, and he forgot what he wanted to say for a while.

Xueyan smiled, remembering that Housekeeper Liu might have called her for something, and asked, "Uncle Liu, what did you call me just now?"

Uncle Liu patted himself on the head and said: "Oh, look at my brain, I called you because of the young master. When I came back just now, I saw the young master walking towards my room quickly. I asked the young master if he The young master didn't say anything, I'm worried that the young master is not in good health, and there are some things in the mansion that haven't been dealt with, so I want to ask Mr. Xueyan to help me take a look?"

There was some worry in Xueyan's eyes, she nodded slightly, and said, "Well, then I'll go and have a look." After finishing speaking, she thought of Hongling, looked at Steward Liu and said, "Uncle Liu, my sister hasn't looked for her since she came here. Can I live in the Dongfang Mansion temporarily?"

Butler Liu nodded after listening and said: "Look at me, Master Xueyan's relatives and young master will also like it, Miss Hongling, you can rest assured to live in Dongfang Mansion, this old slave will prepare a wing room for you, please follow me Come."

Hong Ling's lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything. She took two steps and looked back, followed by Steward Liu's footsteps under Xueyan's signal.

Seeing the two leave, Xueyan stopped staying and walked towards Mo Chenxuan.

He stopped in front of the door for a moment, knocked on the door, and the person inside the door responded lightly, and he walked in slowly.A figure stood in front of the table and was looking at something. When he saw someone coming, he had already rolled up the scroll, tied it with a thin rope, placed the scroll on top of the highest bookshelf and turned around. A pair of leisurely warm eyes, No extra expressions.

Xueyan's gaze paused on the scroll for a few seconds, she turned her gaze away, took a few steps forward, stopped in front of Dongfang Chen, stretched out her fingers naturally, and asked, "Brother, is there any discomfort in your body? Do you want to let the doctor see it again?"

It's just that before his fingers touched Dongfang Chen's forehead, he was gently avoided, his face was still calm, but there was a dent on the top of those warm eyes, although it was not deep, it could still be seen Qing, said with thin lips: "I'm fine, I don't need a doctor."

Xueyan pursed her lips and said nothing, looked at her hand that had not touched the man's smooth forehead and still stopped in the air, retracted her hand, her fingers trembled faintly without feeling it, and after a long time, he said: "Then Alright, there are still a few medicines left, in order to get better soon, I'll go and bring the medicine to elder brother." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave.

But the person behind said softly: "No need, Xiaolan will send it soon."

Xueyan froze on the spot, turned around, and saw that the man was writing on the paper with a brush in his hand, without looking at her at all, Xueyan stood there for a long time, pursing her moist red lips until hair Bai, however, withdrew his gaze, his long eyelashes fluttered twice and said: "Then elder brother, rest well, Xueyan will not disturb you."

The white snow coat left the room after a soft sound, but Dongfang Chen raised his eyes, glanced at the door half-hidden by the screen, and then looked at the boy's last standing position in the room, his hands still held With the posture of holding the pen, a little bit of ink and ink is only dyed on the rice paper, and the word "snow" in the phrase "urgent rhyme and Zhu Xian, Qing song condenses white snow" on the paper is dyed with ink black, bit by bit. That pure white figure can only be drowned.

Time is stopped. The moment Dongfang Chen looked down again, he felt that time seemed to stop and stop running. He crumpled the piece of paper into a ball but failed to throw it out for a long time. He unfolded it again in vain. watch.

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