Obviously Ye Mo Yan didn't scold her, let alone punish her, but hanging her like this was even more terrifying than the former.
Especially at this moment, Ye Moyan's smile and the way he looked at her seemed as if he wanted to swallow her.
"Where's my golden dragon?"
Forehead……
"Here, here."
Ling Xuewei honestly presented the roasted golden dragon, and when she faced Ye Moyan's face as dark as a storm, her legs couldn't help but tremble.
And the little guy over there was holding the table leg and shivering.
"Oh."
A laugh was like a thunder on the ground, making both of them tremble.
"very good."
Woohoo, isn't it okay that she was wrong?
"I was wrong."
Ling Xuewei pointed her fingers and admitted her mistake.
"What's wrong?"
Ling Xuewei quietly raised her eyelids and glanced at Ye Moyan, then lowered her head, "I shouldn't have asked, so I stewed your beloved fish."
"What else?"
"You shouldn't take A Yuan with you to fool around."
"Then?"
besides?
Ling Xuewei racked her brains and couldn't think of anything else wrong.
"If you can't remember it, just stand here and keep thinking until you figure it out."
Ye Moyan flicked his clothes and stood up. After saying this calmly, he left.
"Daddy..."
"And you."
The little guy suddenly didn't dare to speak and just acted like a quail.
So, the big one and the little one just stood there staring at each other.
The servants hurried past without looking sideways.
Guan Zhixing appeared, glanced at them, and left without saying a word.
There were only two people left in the living room.
"What should we do now? Daddy is really angry!"
"Whose fault is this?"
"Sister Fairy, we are allies, you can't shirk your responsibility." The little guy gave Ling Xuewei's words to her intact.
The corners of Ling Xuewei's mouth twitched and she stopped talking.
The two were silent.
The little guy squatted on the ground with his chin propped up, while Ling Xuewei drew circles with her feet. She couldn't figure out what else she had done wrong.
Second floor.
Guan Zhixing stood behind his master and was reporting on government affairs, but his peripheral vision kept falling below. After the report was finished, he paused and said, "Master, they also know their mistake, or let them go back."
Meeting his master's cold gaze, he immediately stopped talking.
Ye Moyan turned around and returned to the study.
Guan Zhixing sighed, he had tried his best, and the rest was up to them.
…
Until very late, Yemoyan did not appear.
The little guy was so sleepy that he yawned, his head picking at rice bit by bit like a chicken.
Ling Xuewei walked over, picked him up and put him on the soft chair in the living room, picked up the blanket on the side and covered him with it.
At this time, Guan Zhixing came down and said, "Miss Ling, the master wants you to come over."
"good."
"Leave it to me, young master."
Ling Xuewei nodded and went upstairs with Guan Zhixing one after another. When they came to the study, she knocked on the door and opened the door when she heard the sound.
The table is empty, where are the people?
Finally, Ling Xuewei saw Ye Moyan in front of the bookshelf.
Ling Xuewei obediently walked over, and Ye Moyan was flipping through a book, when the four words "The Secret Realm of the Sea of Clouds" came into view.
Ye Moyan's study room is very large, with more than a dozen rows of bookshelves and at least tens of thousands of books. The light above his head exudes a soft light, hitting him, forming a shallow halo.
His side face is very beautiful, perfectly charming, with slightly pursed thin lips, high bridge of nose, slender eyelashes...
She quickly regained consciousness.
Ling Xuewei, wake up, now is not the time to be a nymphomaniac!
"That...I'm coming."
Ye Moyan didn't respond.
He didn't even give her the peripheral vision.
She stood there awkwardly, like a primary school student standing for punishment.
"I was wrong. You have been punished. Can you let go of your anger?"
Ye Moyan flipped through one page, but there was still no response.
"I promise I will never bring A Yuan around again. This is really the last time! I swear!" Ling Xuewei held out three fingers.
This time Ye Moyan finally made some movement.
But he just put the book back on the shelf, took out another one and started reading.
Ignore.
Too naked to ignore!
Ling Xuewei was angry, and she was so angry that she pressed her hand directly on his book, "What exactly do you want me to do?"
It should have been a vicious tone, but it happened to sound a little more coquettish in Ling Xuewei's mouth. It was like a sieve, tickling people's hearts.
Ye Moyan's eyebrows moved, but he remained silent.
"I've already humbled myself so much, why not? Let me remind you, it's best to stop in moderation, otherwise..."
"How is it?" Ye Moyan's posture was lazy, and when he raised his eyes, there was a cold charm at the end of his eyes, and he was stunned when he saw her.
Ling Xuewei was seduced by the beauty, and she didn't know whether it was due to a brain disorder or something else, but Ling Xuewei blurted out, "I'll rape you."
The air froze.
When Ling Xuewei came back to her senses and met Ye Moyan's half-smiling gaze, she wanted to find a hole to crawl in.
"Stronger...me?"
Ye Moyan's voice was deep and hoarse, which was so alluring on a night like this, and Ling Xuewei's face started to get hot.
Ling Xuewei looked like she was risking her life, "Yes, yes! Don't think I don't dare!"
"oh?"
The ending sound is slightly raised, as mellow and magnetic as a cello.
Ling Xuewei was annoyed, her head became hot, and she pounced on him like a hungry tiger.
Ye Moyan subconsciously caught her, stumbled, and hit his back on the bookcase.
The typical wall-dong comes out.
Ling Xuewei put her hands on his ears, bared her white teeth, and said proudly, "How's it going? I'm not kidding. If you don't tell me why, be careful and I'll really pounce on you!"
She didn't forget to give her a wink when she finished her words, and her cynical look was like that of a gangster on the street who teases a decent woman.
But Ye Moyan's aura was so strong that even though he was "passive", he still remained calm and unhurried. His deep pupils swept over her lightly, and the little bit of courage that Ling Xuewei had finally accumulated was like a rubber ball, and it leaked out with a pop.
"I really want to see something." Ye Moyan suddenly lifted up the broken hair on her temples, came to her ear and whispered, "Why don't we stay here?"
The hot breath hit her ears, and her voice seemed to have a hook. The hook made her tremble, and with a bang, her entire ears turned red as if they were filled with blood.
Ling Xuewei jumped away like a spring, covered her ears and glared at him, looking embarrassed and embarrassed.
A low smile spread in the air, with obvious clarity and joy.
Ye Moyan leaned against the bookshelf, and his smile at that moment was like the flowers blooming on the mountain and the ice and snow melting, so beautiful that it was beyond ordinary.
Ling Xuewei was stunned.
How long has it been since you saw Ye Moyan smiling so happily?
It seemed that since the two met, this was the first time Ling Xuewei saw him smiling so happily.
The last trace of anger in my heart disappeared instantly.
Forget it, if you can make Ye Moyan happy, it's not in vain for her to be teased so stupidly.
After rubbing her ears, Ling Xuewei turned away angrily, but was pulled over by Ye Moyan.
Then the two people's positions were changed, and Ling Xuewei was pressed against the bookshelf by Ye Moyan. (To be continued)