Not far away, Luo Shuixi stopped a taxi on the street and said, "You go back, I'll take a taxi back to school by myself, and we'll talk next time when we have a chance."
"Okay, walk slowly."
Back at the manor, Su Yurou was alone in the living room, sorting out her clothes.
"Yurou, where is the snow vulture?"
"Sister Ling has returned to her room."
"You should go to bed early before it's too late."
Su Yurou responded obediently: "Yes, I know."
When he arrived at the bedroom, Leng Xuan gently opened the door and saw Ling Xuejiao lying on the bed with her knees half-bent. She seemed to have fallen asleep and her eyes were slightly closed.
He walked to the head of the bed, lay beside her, and gently put one hand around her slim waist.
"Asleep?"
no respond.
Seeing this, Leng Xuan smiled secretly and moved his fingertips gently on her slender waist. Suddenly, Ling Xuejiu's body trembled slightly.
He suppressed his laughter and said, "If you continue to pretend to be asleep, then I'll go find Yurou."
"Don't go."
Ling Xuejiu quickly turned around, hugged his arm, and rested her head in his arms.
"Stay with me tonight."
"Okay, my wife has your destiny, how dare I disobey her."
Leng Xuan smiled and hugged her delicate body tightly, and asked in a low voice: "Were you jealous just now?"
"Who is jealous?"
"He said no, but now I can still smell vinegar."
"I don't know what your virtues are. If I were jealous, I would be sour. I just..."
"Just what?"
"I just feel like sometimes you don't belong to me alone."
"Stop thinking nonsense. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side and never leave you. This is my promise to you."
Early the next morning, when the sky was just getting brighter, Leng Xuan got up. Looking at his beautiful sleeping wife in his arms, he smiled slightly, then got up and walked out of the bedroom. At this time, Su Yurou had not woken up yet and was still in the bedroom.
He came to the living room alone, and was about to find something to do to kill time. Suddenly, a cell phone rang. He touched his pocket and found that the cell phone was not on him. He looked along the place where the ringing sound was, and saw only one
The mobile phone was left on the sofa, and he didn't know whether it belonged to Ling Xuejiao or Su Yurou. He walked over, reached out and picked up the mobile phone, and was about to answer the call.
However, when he saw the number on the caller ID, his expression suddenly froze, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.
"How is this possible..." He didn't have time to think too much, and he quickly connected the phone. However, as soon as the call was connected, a blind tone of "beep" came from the other side, and it seemed that it was hung up. At that moment, he immediately put the number
I redialed, but a sweet voice came from the other side: "Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later..."
Reluctantly, he dialed several times in succession, but the result was still the same.
If it was just an ordinary phone call, it would definitely not make him so nervous. But the problem is, the caller ID of the phone call just now was Li Mengjie's name. When he was in Huangquan, he had already confirmed that Li Mengjie disappeared in the spiritual fire.
. Therefore, he always thought that Li Mengjie was dead. Now, how could he not be surprised when he saw Li Mengjie calling.
He was very sure that what he just saw was not an illusion.
"Xiaojie...is it really you?" He murmured to himself. After thinking for a moment, he quickly dialed a number.
Within half an hour, Cheng Guodong and Tie Long arrived at the manor.