The whistling cold wind blew, but there was no rippling.
Cold, like bone-eroding air.
It spreads slowly with a suffocating depression.
The figure originally standing in the yard slowly turned around, and the handsome man's evil face was quiet. He took steps and walked towards the room step by step. Every step he took was elegant and lazy.
Lazy is like a cheetah passing by leisurely and leisurely in the dark night. The aloof and cold breath suppresses the trembling and dangerous aura.
tread--
tread--
tread--
Stepping on the smooth floor, the crisp sounds made were particularly clear in such a quiet dark night.
He walked up the spiral ladder and slowly walked up the stairs.
Pushing open the door, he walked into the door.
In the huge room, two wall lights were lit.
The dim light fell on the bed, and a light and soft aperture spread out.
Under the obvious raised bedding, this small figure curled up.
The woman lay quietly on the bed, her curly hair scattered in front of her, covering the originally delicate and small face.
A shallow breath rose and fell.
It shows the whole room, so calm.
Dugu walked into the bathroom of the room with a cold look, his eyes unsatisfied, but he never fell on the sleeping woman on the bed from beginning to end.
Dugu Xiang, who had taken a shower, returned to the bed, lifted the bedding and lay in.
However, that night, he did not stretch out his hand and snatch the woman beside him, but instead leaned on the bed, with his back facing the woman.
The two people were lying on the big bed of five or six people, with their backs facing each other, and a large space was empty in the middle.
That night, it was cold.
However, the two people who were originally sleeping in embrace each other never leaned together from beginning to end.
Gradually, it was late at night.
The sky was dark until a ray of light broke through the sky.
The morning sun shines through the clouds in the sky and falls on the ground.
The cold wind lit up the curtains hanging on the ground through the open floor-to-ceiling windows.
The shallow sunlight, with a hint of warm breath, shot in through the gaps in the curtain.
It fell on the snow-white bed.
Ye Kui moved and turned over.
Bang!
The whole little body rolled up with the bedding and rolled down under the bed in a mess.
Ye Kui opened her eyes and pulled the bedding covering her body.
She stretched out her hand, supported the edge of the bed, and stood up slowly.
Looking up, Ye Kui met Dugu Xiang's narrow and deep ice eyes.
She looked at the black and white quilt on the carpet, bent down, picked up the quilt, patted it, and put it back on the bed.
Usually, Ye Kui always falls asleep next to the edge of the bed, but when she is sleeping, an iron arm always picks up her body.
So, she flipped her body and naturally would not fall under the bed.
Last night, she fell asleep against the edge of the bed. When she woke up, she forgot that she almost leaned against the edge of the bed. She turned over and naturally fell off the bed in a mess.
Dugu Xiang stood up from the bed with his body supported.
He took a step forward, walked to the bed cabinet, took out his clothes and changed into it.
The quiet and cold eyes were just awakening, and when they looked at Ye Kui, they closed their eyes.
When Ye Kui turned around, he woke up.
Dugu Xiang took out a black shirt and put it on, putting his strong and sexy upper body in the black shirt, and suddenly there was a bit of cold and evil spirit.