And these days, she really doesn't feel like half a person is following her

In order to be tempted, Ning Xuemo sometimes deliberately went home late and went back after the third shift.

When he returned, the mansion was quiet, and the servants were doing their own thing.

There are patrols, there are resting, and only the loyal old bell is waiting for her uneasily at the door of the mansion, and he is relieved to see her come back safely, lest something happen to her.

She asked about the situation in the mansion as if she didn't care, and the old bell replied that nothing happened in the mansion, and that Mr. Han also came back regularly and went out regularly. And he will only stay in his own yard, and will not go anywhere else. Even he never asked about Ning Xuemo's whereabouts.

"Little master, forgive the old slave for asking more, what's wrong with the two of you" He always felt that something seemed to be going on between the master and this Mr. Han, in a cold war

Ning Xuemo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and waved her hand: "It's okay." "Lift your leg and go inside.

"Little master, don't go out these days, it's not peaceful outside, and you don't bring anyone, the old slave is not at ease."

Ning Xuemo turned his head to look at him: "Uncle Zhong, you also heard about the girl's disappearance."

"yes, I heard that seven people are missing. If you go missing, you will never be found again," the old bell worried.

"Don't worry, whoever is missing I won't be missing. It's really going to be missing" Ning Xuemo blinked: "I won't let you worry Uncle Zhong." ”

Lao Zhong couldn't help but sigh: "Little master, the old slave knows that you are a master of art and bold, but the old slave heard that there is no shortage of mental masters among those missing girls, and they are even known as geniuses.

"Well, I see, I'll take notice." Ning Xuemo stretched again: "Uncle Zhong, I'm so sleepy, don't read it." Go and rest, it's getting late. No longer listening to Uncle Zhong's chatter, she walked quickly back to her yard.

Her yard was next to Han Shanyue's, and she passed by the gate of his yard as she returned to her yard. Perhaps this Mr. Han is really a master of art and boldness, whether he is in the courtyard or not, the courtyard door is always half-open and never closed.

When Ning Xuemo passed by the gate of his courtyard, he glanced in casually, and paused slightly.

Hanshan Yue is sitting under a grape trellis in the courtyard admiring the moon and painting. It is better to say that it is to admire the moon, but it is better to say to appreciate the stars, because it is now close to the end of the month, and the moon is only a crescent moon, and the moonlight is dim, but it seems that the stars in the sky are bright.

He sat on a wicker chair in the shade, holding a cup in one hand and lightly buttoning it on the rattan chair with the other, looking very leisurely. The starlight is hazy, and his moonlight-colored figure is lightly outlined, which has a hazy beauty.

Amazing, stunning, picturesque

Ning Xuemo instantly popped up these two words in her mind, although she didn't like this kind of beautiful man very much, it didn't mean that she wouldn't appreciate it.

At this moment, Ning Xuemo seemed to have forgotten her usual disgust for him, and looked at him from a purely appreciative perspective for a few seconds. This person's bearing is really incomparable, lying down and sitting casually is like a pleasing painting, no wonder so many women are crazy about him, and he does have a little capital.

If he wasn't so hateful, she might have been attracted to him a little bit

She was suddenly shocked in her heart, what was she thinking nonsense, she didn't like this type, how could she be attracted to him

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