Chapter 1943: Nightmare (11)

"Why... why can he resist my touch without waking up?" The girl bit her lip tightly: "What is going on with this man?"
"Miss, let's go, if the lord finds out, she will definitely be furious."
The maid's expression became more anxious, and she hurriedly said.
The girl was dragged by the maid and walked out. She was a little bit unwilling, her eyes staying on the man on the ice bed.
Even just looking at him more would make him satisfied.
however……
At the moment when the girl was about to step out of the stone room, the man who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
What kind of eye is that?
It was as if thousands of things under the earth gathered in the depths of his eyes.
At that moment, the girl's heart was almost sucked in by the man's eyes, she pushed her maid away and pulled her, walking involuntarily to the man's side.
"You...Hello, my name is Mo Xinyan, you were brought back by my master, what is your name?"
The girl's face showed an innocent and innocent expression, with a bright smile, pretty and moving.
The man's hand rubbed his temples tightly, and when he heard the girl's voice, he slowly raised his head...
"You..." The girl's breathing stopped slightly.
She had never imagined that a person would be so perfect that even his eyes could easily catch people's hearts and souls.
I am afraid that she is the number one beauty in the world, she can't compare with this man.
"roll!"
The man's red lips opened slightly, his voice domineering.
Ming Mingshi has no wind in the room, but his silver hair has no wind from Yang, like a magical charm, shocking people.
The girl stepped back a few steps, raised her head in amazement, her eyes were innocent, but her tone was aggrieved: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why are you being so fierce to me? If you feel uncomfortable, tell me , I will let the alchemist in the Lord's Mansion help you see a doctor."
The man pressed his head tightly and slowly put his hand down, his fingers were long and white, so he could see the extreme.
Mo Xinyan found that no part of the man's body was defective, and his voice was even more magnetic, which moved her heart.
Her calm mind, after the man appeared, it was like being dropped a stone, which caused waves.
"Why don't you speak?" Mo Xinyan saw that the man hadn't answered her, and continued, "You haven't told you my name yet. I am Mo Xinyan. Just call me Yan'er."
Yan'er?
hiss!
The man's hand pressed his head tightly again, and a severe pain came out, but his mind was blank, as if all his memories had been taken away...
"Yan'er?"
He desperately wanted to recall the past, but the more he thought about it, the more his brain exploded, as if a hammer was chiseling his head.
Mo Xinyan was happy in her heart: "My son, if you like it, you can always call me Yan'er..."
The man's eyes changed from initially blank to gloomy, and there was a touch of cold temperature in his red lips.
"You don't deserve the name Yan'er!"
boom!
Suddenly, the man swept up from the ice bed, causing a gust of wind.
Mo Xinyan didn't know what was going on, so she was blown to the ground by the wind.
She lay on the ground in embarrassment, looking in the direction where the man had left in amazement, her pretty face pale.
"It's over!" The maid was even more shocked, and she collapsed softly to the ground, her face showing despair, "This man has left the secret room. If we let the lord know that we have been there, he will definitely not forgive us."