Chapter 1374: Send you a bed

Ruohua Fujige
If it is a monstrous karma
Today's sword refers to the old days
Who will eventually become the heart of Shura ...
He chewed these words silently, and his heart hurt.
In the end, whoever will become whoever heart is Shura, she has now become his heart, Shura, an unspeakable injury, a robbery that wants to be thrown away and cannot be put away ...
What about her?
Did he also become her Shura?
He looked down at her, his thoughts mixed for a moment ...
When he woke up, the figure of Ning Xuemo had disappeared from the grass, and he must have left after finishing the exercises, leaving only the voice of her singing ...
As soon as Shen Jiuli raised his hand, a jade flute appeared in the palm of his hand, and he was about to play near his lips. Suddenly he thought something and let it go slowly.
...
Ning Xuemo was more relieved. After talking to Xue Yilan, Xue Yilan really no longer leaned on her door to sleep. She purposely got up two days earlier, and never saw him when she opened the door. .
On the third day, Ning Xuemo slept into the middle of the night and suddenly thought of something. She didn't get up in a hurry, but listened for a moment. And then still maintaining a gentle breathing like sleeping, getting up quietly, getting out of bed quietly, quietly coming to the door ...
Her movements were extremely light, softer than the sound of a leaf falling on the ground.
She suddenly opened the door of the room, and saw a red shadow over the front courtyard wall disappear like a rushing wind.
The speed of that red shadow was too fast. She saw only a few fantastic afterimages. If it wasn't for her amazing eyesight, even this afterimage would not be visible ...
Ning Xuemo: "..."
It turned out that instead of leaning against her door to rest, he was more alert. With a little movement, she ran without a trace ...
Ning Xuemo clenched his fingers, Xue Yilan, this idiot, is he tired of sleeping like this? !! No wonder she has seen the dark circles under his eyes become heavier these days.
She stared at her for a moment, and then went straight to Xue Yilan's yard, knocking on his door.
After a while, Xue Yilan came out with a sleepy look: "Mo Mo, in the middle of the night, do you have something to do with me?"
Load! Just pretend!
Ning Xuemo didn't speak, pushed him away, broke into his house, and touched the seemingly confused bed on his bed.
The quilt was cold, and no one had been hot to sleep.
Obviously, after Xueyi Lan hurriedly came back and heard that she was here, she temporarily pulled open the quilt as an illusion ...
Xue Yilan watched her touch her quilt, her face changed slightly, she opened her mouth and tried to say something, but she didn't say it for a moment.
Ning Xuemo folded his arms and looked at him: "Xue Yilan, you have nothing to say to me?"
"Say ... what?" Xue Yilan's dead duck stiffened.
Ning Xuemo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and tossed him away: "You follow me."
Xue Yilan was stunned. He was afraid that Ning Xuemo would be angry and throw him away. He couldn't help but say: "Momo, I ... I didn't mean it. I was just a little afraid ..." Outside her door, listening to her shallow breathing, he could take a nap and rest for a while ...
He was very careful, even with a hiccup, he kept his ears up, listening to her movements, and whenever he heard her get out of bed, he fled immediately, so that she couldn't see him ...
Unexpectedly, she would give him a surprise in the middle of the night, hit him by surprise, and she found out again--