"Sister, let's go now. I'll see you again in the evening."
Ling Xuewei touched the little guy's head.
"elder sister……"
Suddenly the little guy grabbed her and opened her mouth.
"What's wrong? What do you want to say?"
"Sister, A Yuan didn't mean to lie, don't be angry..."
Ling Xuewei's heart softened and she knelt down, "How could sister be angry? If she was angry, why would she come here to bring you food? But can you tell sister why you are pretending to be sick?"
The little guy's eyes flashed, his little hands tangled together, and he said in a low voice, "A Yuan... I don't want my sister to leave. A Yuan wants my sister to stay with me all the time..."
Ling Xuewei was startled.
No matter how much she thought about it, she never thought it would be the reason!
Is A Yuan pretending to be sick just to keep her by his side?
Inexplicably, Ling Xuewei's eyes felt sore, and a surge of emotions surged out, making her throat slightly clogged.
"Sister, are you really not angry?" A Yuan looked at her uneasily.
Ling Xuewei stretched out her hand and hugged him tightly, her voice was hoarse, "How could sister be angry? Our Ayuan is so cute, sister doesn't even have time to like you, how can she be willing to be angry with you?"
Ling Xuewei's soft little body made Ling Xuewei's heart melt, and she wished she could hold all the good things in the world in front of him.
A Yuan was so happy that he leaned on Ling Xuewei's shoulder and rubbed his face against her neck.
Great, the fairy sister doesn’t hate him...
"You must tell your sister what you think about in the future, so that she won't worry, you know?"
"A Yuan knows."
"good……"
Ling Xuewei rubbed his furry little head and looked into his wet deer-like eyes, a little dazed.
How great would it be if the little guy was her child...?
Such a lovely angel, so considerate... She must hold it in her hands and love it, and not let the little guy suffer any injustice.
The fact that the little one is so dependent on her may be because of the maternal love that has been missing since childhood.
How would A Yuan's mother react if she knew that the little guy missed her so much?
Thinking of this, Ling Xuewei couldn't help but think of herself...
This dazzling effect prevented her from noticing the footsteps approaching outside. By the time she noticed it, it was already too late.
The moment the door opened, she rolled over and hid under the desk.
The next second, the door was opened.
A group of people walked in.
"Dad, daddy..."
A Yuan was also startled. He looked at his father, who was the leader, and subconsciously glanced at the desk.
"Young Master, come with me."
Guan Zhixing stepped forward and took him out.
A Yuan turned his head and looked behind him, feeling extremely anxious, but in the end he had no choice but to be taken out.
"Everyone, please sit down."
"yes."
Everyone sat down, and Ling Xuewei, who was under the seat, saw a pair of jet black boots coming to a stop in front of them, and then sat down.
Her slender legs were folded casually, and the well-tailored laces outlined her slim waist. The front part of the boots was only a fist away from touching her. She tightly balled up her body, but there were countless alpacas running in her heart.
And passed.
What a fool.
She just came to see A Yuan, but she didn't expect that it would end up like this! She wouldn't have hid if she had known it, and it seemed like she was eavesdropping on purpose. This group of people didn't come here long ago, but they came at this time. If
What secrets did they really tell? Wouldn't it be impossible for her to wash it off even if she jumped into the Yellow River?
What an unjust death!
But if she goes out now, it will be even more unclear. She is a woman hiding in the study. If she says there is no intention, even she will not believe it?
So now she is simply in a dilemma.
Why not just hide in space?
Uh... under Ye Moyan's nose, let's forget it. If you are accidentally caught, wouldn't it be self-inflicted?
Before, it was only doubtful at best. If it was really hit, it would be a certainty.
Therefore, she could only shrink as much as possible, slow down her breathing, and prevent herself from being discovered.
They seemed to be talking about things in the academy. Ling Xuewei heard most of them in confusion, but the voice of one of them seemed very familiar to her. When she thought about it carefully, it was not the one she had met once in the Holy Emperor City.
Vice dean?
The narrow space had no air circulation, and Ling Xuewei was always nervous. After a while, she started to feel dizzy in front of her eyes and sweating on her back.
My legs and waist were extremely sore.
These people...why haven't they finished speaking yet? It's been almost half an hour, right?
Suddenly, Ye Moyan moved, her folded legs lowered, and her boots were only a finger length away from her legs!
Ling Xuewei couldn't help but hold her breath, her heart beating wildly.
Ye Moyan's knees were right at the tip of his nose, and Ling Xuewei could even smell the faint refreshing air on his clothes.
She didn't dare to move, and she stayed in this position for nearly a stick of incense before the conversation finally ended.
She didn't let out a long sigh of relief until the door closed.
She climbed out from under the table stiffly, her hands and feet were completely numb, and she couldn't help but grin.
Suddenly, a low laugh came from above her head. Ling Xuewei looked up and faced Ye Moyan's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
He didn’t leave!!
Ling Xuewei was stunned.
The body is stiff.
After a long while, Ling Xuewei blinked and said, "I can explain."
"oh?"
Ling Xuewei said bravely, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I originally came to see A Yuan, but I didn't expect you to come in suddenly... I had no choice, so..."
"So, I misunderstood?"
Ling Xuewei’s head is pounding, yes, yes, it’s just a misunderstanding!
"Well...since the misunderstanding has been resolved, I will leave first..."
Ling Xuewei crouched to leave, but found that the road was blocked. Ye Moyan's strong arms were on both sides of her at some point, blocking all her paths.
She cautiously asked, "...is there anything else?"
"What do you think?"
Facing Ye Moyan's sharp and dangerous eyes like a falcon, Ling Xuewei couldn't help but feel a little numb.
Sighing in his heart, Ye Moyan probably knew she was hiding inside, and kept silent just to catch her.
hateful!
If I had known earlier, why would she have been depressed in there for so long? She was in such a mess!
As she spoke, Ling Xuewei glared at him fiercely and risked her life, "What if I just eavesdropped? What do you want? Can you arrest me and beat me up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Moyan narrowed his eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat, and then she made a stupid move.
Ling Xuewei jumped up on Ye Moyan like a flying monkey, wrapped her legs around his waist, and grabbed his neck tightly without letting go.
Ling Xuewei puffed her lips and threatened, "If you dare to hit me, I will tell everyone that you, the tyrant, have plotted against me!"
The air became quiet.
The entire study fell into an eerie silence.
After Ling Xuewei said this, she regretted it and wanted to bite off her tongue.
What nonsense is she talking about!
Ye Moyan's face turned dark, "Get out!" (To be continued)