When Liu Fufeng saw them like this, he couldn't help but say anything. He just asked Yu Beiming, "What's the matter?" Could it be that you are here for Mo Xiaohuan?
"Did you ask what happened to Huanpei? It's been so long." Yu Beiming turned back to look at him and asked.
"Not yet, her injury is still very serious" Liu Fufeng said calmly.
Yu Beiming paused and glanced at him, then said: "Don't hesitate too much when doing things." After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the door.
"Why don't you?" Liu Fufeng looked at his back and said
Mo Xiaohuan walked out of the side hall, and a deep coldness penetrated through Mianqiu and into her clothes. It was so cold that she shrank up. Seeing her like this, Xiao Tao walked in front of her to block her from the cold wind.
"Miss, I told you not to come out a long time ago. It's so cold now!" Xiao Tao said in a reproachful tone.
Listening to her nagging, Mo Xiaohuan felt warm in his heart. He stretched out a cold hand to pull her clothes and followed her with a cold face: "Yes, I was wrong, don't you know? But I'm worried about the environment.
"Peiah"
"Miss Huanpei, good luck has its own destiny. Miss, you don't have to worry about it. You're not in good health yet. Miss Huanpei thinks too much." Xiao Tao curled her lips dissatisfied.
At this time, there were heavy footsteps behind him. Mo Xiaohuan looked back and saw Yu Beiming. He was looking at Mo Xiaohuan with a gloomy look. It was strange, how could she offend his explosive dragon?
?
Yu Beiming took two big steps and caught her. Mo Xiaohuan's body was much thinner now, and she didn't wear many clothes and it was even thinner, so Yu Beiming pulled her like a chicken.
With a gentle lift, Mo Xiaohuan arrived in front of him
"Why are you running out in such a cold weather? Don't you know how to wear more clothes?" It seems that he can't indulge her like this.
"I want you to take care of it! Anyway, you said that we will start a war in a month, so you should not take care of me within this month, right?" Mo Xiaohuan glared at him.
Yu Beiming's reaction to her words was to raise his eyebrows. He seemed to have something to say to her, but it was windy here, so he pulled her towards Zhaoyang Palace, which was not far away.
"Hey, hey! Why did you drag me here! Let me go!" Mo Xiaohuan pushed with both hands, but Yu Beimingwen remained still and restrained her towards Zhaoyang Palace.
Xiao Tao saw Yu Beiming and Mo Xiaohuan together again. She smiled, turned around and walked up, then waited outside the dormitory.
"Let go!" Mo Xiaohuan glared at him angrily: "Why did you drag me here!"
"Come here! Bring the stove in!" Yu Beiming ordered without looking at her.
People with high body temperatures like Yu Beiming don't need a stove in this weather, but Mo Xiaohuan vowed to live with him in Zhaoyang Palace tonight, so he had no choice but to use a stove.
He didn't plan to see her tonight, but seeing her like this made him angry!
By this time, the maid had already lit the stove, and the temperature in the bedroom suddenly warmed up.
Mo Xiaohuan's originally cold hands became slightly warm because of this.
"Let's continue the topic you just talked about." Yu Beiming sat down on the chair and stared at her with his black eyes and said slowly, he had to make it clear to her.
"What?" Mo Xiaohuan looked at him with a confused face, then walked over and sat down.
Is she so casual? Doesn’t she treat him as a stranger? It’s not easy for a stranger to do that.