.〖Extra〗The painting of love is a poison, and the poison of love penetrates into the bones (7) News of the death of Tuan'er

Near dawn, Xiao Chen finally found the address. When Lan Ximo arrived, the door was already open for him.

Lan Ximo walked quickly inside. The door was ajar, and he gently pushed it open. The sight that greeted his eyes made his fingers holding the metal stiffen.

Invisibly, it seemed as if a sharp knife had slashed his heart, leaving blood dripping and scars everywhere.

Mingzhu slept as calmly and peacefully as a doll. Her and Ling Xi's fingers were tightly intertwined, like two ivy vines entwined together, so tight that they could not be separated.

The sharp pupils dilated involuntarily, and the corners of her eyes were astringent. She had never felt so relaxed in front of her.

What does this mean?

What does it mean to run away from a party and sleep in the same bed as Ling Xi?

The slender, green-white middle finger was slightly bent and he knocked on the door with a cold voice. He stared at the fingers tightly clasped together with a cold gaze.

Mingzhu was sleeping lightly and woke up immediately when she heard the voice. She subconsciously looked at the door and asked, "Who is it?" Her hands were still entangled with Ling Xi's.

Xi Mo looked at her without speaking.

The atmosphere in the room was particularly strange at the moment, deserted and depressing.

"Who is it?" Dai Mei frowned. After she couldn't wait for the answer, Mingzhu couldn't help pushing Ling Xi beside her, "Wait, wait, wake up, is there someone?"

"There's a ghost. Sleep..." Ling Xi hummed like a pig without even opening her eyes.

Dong Dong——

The cold voice wandered around the room again, causing both of them to wake up completely. Ling Xi sat up suddenly, "Holy crap! Someone actually came in..."

When his eyes met Xi Mo's cold eyes that could freeze someone to death, his voice stopped suddenly. He blinked his eyes. He didn't expect Xi Mo to find him so quickly. He thought it would take two or three days.

Mingzhu couldn't see what was going on and asked in a low voice: "Wait a minute..." Smelling the familiar smell of lavender, her fingers secretly clenched the thin blanket, "The person standing at the door is Momo, right?"

Xi Mo suppressed the anger in his heart and walked towards her calmly, breathing closer and closer. His cold eyes moved away from Ling Xi and fell on Mingzhu. He said softly: "I will take you home. Xiao

Uncle stayed up all night and is still looking for you."

Mingzhu lowered her eyes and said nothing. She subconsciously wanted to hold Ling Xi's hand. Xi Mo moved faster and picked her up, turned around and strode toward the door. He would never give her another chance to get close to Ling Xi.

"Momo..." As she was approaching the door, Mingzhu suddenly raised her head and grabbed his collar tightly with both hands, "Please come back with me if you can."

Xi Mo stopped and looked down at her pale cheek, with a begging look on her face and her voice was so cautious. He was so angry that he suddenly felt sad.

This is the girl he wants to pamper. She should be sunny and full of youthful vitality, but why has she become so gloomy and cautious?

"Mingzhu, that is your home, and you are the one who should make the decision!" This is the last time, this is the last chance I give you.

Mingzhu, don't make me angry anymore.

Mingzhu's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "Wait a minute, come home with me."

Ling Xi's eyes fell on the strong back, a trace of suspicion flashed through her beautiful peach blossom eyes, she yawned, and said with tears in her eyes: "Okay! But let's wait until I'm full of sleep... It's light to the bone."

You go back first, wake up and I’ll go there by myself!”

"Okay. Then you have a good rest." Mingzhu blinked, with a faint smile on her lips.

Mingzhu was taken away by Xi Mo, and the room with thin oxygen became even thinner now. Ling Xi couldn't sleep at all while lying on the bed.

Hearing the footsteps getting further and further away, the sound in the darkness seemed to be crushing his heart, causing a sharp pain, as if even his breathing was about to stop.

If time could stand still, I really want to freeze all the beauty when they are sleeping with their fingers clasped together.

Ling Xi took a few deep breaths and let out a heavy breath, but she couldn't let out the knot in her chest.

"Since you are so unwilling, why don't you do something..." A pleasant voice came from the door accompanied by the breeze.

It turned out that there was still one person who had not left.

Ling Xi sat up all of a sudden, her fox-like eyes flickering slyly as she looked at Muze, who was leaning against the door. His slender figure was reflected on the ground, his expression calm and calm. Compared with Ling Xi's, her beautiful and delicate facial features were incomparable.

Divide Xuanyuan.

It's just that Ling Xi has more childishness - youthfulness.

Muze, on the other hand, has more experience and maturity in the world, and his every frown and smile reveal charm and deep meaning, unlike Ling Xi, who is as clean as a piece of white paper, allowing others to draw.

"It's you, the dead demon who is neither male nor female!" Ling Xi cursed loudly, without saving any face.

Mu Ze's perfect facial features were slightly distorted, suppressing the anger in his heart, he smiled and said, "Ling Xi, compared to you, I really don't look like a woman."

"Bah." Ling Xi rolled her eyes, "***don't smile at me like this. It feels like a weasel is smiling at me. ***Don't compare me to you. I am a natural beauty. You are born with it*

**Did you go to Bangzi Tianxia for plastic surgery? You have a plastic surgery that makes you look neither male nor female. When you smile, your face looks so fake. Who is your mother? The plastic surgery skills at Bangzi Tianxia are so good. *** You are not willing to give yourself a better one.

…”

"That's enough!" The veins on Mu Ze's forehead were jumping. I didn't expect that this kid would be even more annoying when he was a kid. This mouth makes people want to strangle him. "I just want to ask you,

Do you want them not to get married?"

"I want to!" Ling Xi answered simply, and then said, "It's none of your business!"

There was a hint of cunning in Mu Ze's eyes, and the smile on his lips seemed to be absent, "What if I have a way to prevent them from getting married?"

****

When Xiao Zimo saw Mingzhu being carried in by Xi Mo, his brows that had been furrowed all night finally relaxed, and his sharp gaze fell on Mingzhu with a softer look, "If you have anything to do, wait until you wake up. Xi Mo is still in trouble."

You send her up."

"Wait a minute." Mingzhu said, but Xi Mo didn't move. She hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll let you move back to Xiao's house."

"Why?" Xiao Zimo frowned immediately, he didn't like that child.

"There is no reason. Is there any problem if I want my brother to move back here?"

Xiao Zimo glanced at Xi Mo with dark eyes and saw that he had no objection. He hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

Xi Mo carried Mingzhu upstairs. Mingzhu grabbed his clothes tightly and suddenly said, "Momo, you are angry."

"No." Xi Mo denied that he was going crazy when he saw her and Ling Xi lying on the same bed.

"Momo, do you think that because you can't see, you can't feel it?" Mingzhu was placed on the soft bed by him, and Xi Mo pulled the quilt over her.

"I didn't lie to you." Xi Mo sat on the edge of the bed and brushed her hair away with his fingers, "If I have to say yes, I should say - jealousy."

"Jealous?" Mingzhu was puzzled.

"Mingzhu, men and women cannot lie on the same bed unless they are husband and wife." Xi Mo said seriously.

"Can't my brother do the same?"

"No." Xi Mo held her warm fingers. The hand that he had been covering up was actually warmed by Ling Xi. This made him not jealous or crazy.

Mingzhu blinked, thought for a long time, and said, "Okay, if I don't do this in the future, please stop being jealous."

A faint smile overflowed from Xi Mo's lips. His bright eyes looked at her palm-sized cheeks, and his heart was filled with a sense of fulfillment. Only she could give herself this feeling.

"Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."

There was no mention of the capsule or the question of leaving without saying goodbye, as if nothing had happened.

Mingzhu hummed softly, closed her eyes slowly, her fingers still in his palm, and fell asleep peacefully, with no explanation, no explanation for collapse...

The room fell into silence.

When Xi Mo went downstairs, Xiao Zimo was still sitting on the sofa. The years had left traces of vicissitudes on his cheeks. He stayed up all night. The tiredness and mental exhaustion that could not be concealed between his brows made people suddenly realize that he was really

's old.

This man who was unruly, romantic and cheerful when he was young now only has pearls around him. So what if he has more money, power and status?

Now there is no one who can give him a coat.

How desolate.

"Is she okay?" Xiao Zimo glanced at Xi Mo with a cold gaze.

Sit down in front of him, straighten your back, and nod: "Asleep."

Xiao Zimo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned back involuntarily, as if he had lost his center of gravity in an instant.

"I want to tell Mingzhu about Mu Rufan'er after her wedding." Xi Mo suddenly spoke, his cold voice echoing in the quiet living room, going back and forth and finally disappearing.

Xiao Zimo's face darkened, his eyebrows furrowed, deepening the shallow wrinkles on his face, and the few strands of silvery white hair on his temples were dazzling. He closed his eyes and hesitated for a long time before slowly opening his eyes to focus.

He looked at Xi Mo and said, "I'll leave this matter to you. If possible, make her less sad."

Xi Mo nodded, "I will try my best." After saying that, he paused and said, "You haven't slept all night, go and rest."

Xiao Zimo didn't speak, but nodded vaguely, then stood up and went back to his room to rest.

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In the afternoon, Xi Mo and Xiao Zimo went out, Lianlian and Xi Ting were in the room, Ling Xi did not come back, and there were only servants doing work in the deserted home.

Mingzhu was sitting alone in her room reading a book. Suddenly she heard footsteps and put down her book. "Is Momo back?"

If it was Taitai, he would never be so quiet.

"It's me..." Mu Ze walked in without closing the door, with a smile like a flower blooming on thousands of trees, and his eyes fell on Mingzhu teasingly, "I want to chat with you for a few words."
To be continued...