When the first ray of sunlight in the morning softly penetrated the gaps in the curtain into the car, the young master woke up and reached out to lift the curtain. Let the golden sunlight shine in, driving away the darkness of the room.
Not far away in front of him, Liu Mingxi was sleeping soundly on the carriage holding this medical book. A few strands of hair behind his ears fell down, and his sleeping face was peaceful, which made people unable to disturb her good sleep.
Thinking of her entanglement and dilemma last night, the young master couldn’t help but feel a little funny.
After all, she is just a young lady of eighteen or nineteen years old, and she cannot hide her emotions well.
All her emotions are written on her face, which is incredible!
Speaking of which, how could she be like the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion from head to toe?
Besides, she was a princess… Thinking of this, his heart was unconsciously heavy and uncomfortable.
In that moment, the surging thoughts were simply indescribable. A thought suddenly arose in his mind, which was so strange that he was extremely surprised but strong that he could not refuse.
His hand slowly raised and reached towards the Yuyan who was already close.
His fingertips were slender and white, with clear joints. If you look closely, you will find that his fingertips were still trembling slightly. They suddenly stopped just a short distance from her beautiful cheek.
Reason tells him that he must never do such things. They are now just pretending to be unmarried couples, and this will not change in the future. In fact, as long as the Lantern Festival is over, they will separate and never meet again.
He cannot transcend the rule, cannot transcend the rule, cannot…
By chance, Liu Mingxi suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and she stared at the young master’s hand that was parked in the air. Those beautiful eyes still looked a little sleepy, and they didn’t seem to understand what was going on right now.
She frowned slightly, looked at him in confusion, and asked, “What do you want to do for the young master?”
Liu Mingxi has been wild since childhood and has no rules at all. Of course there is a reason. Liu Jianglong is a girl when he is old. Liu Mingxi looks particularly cute, and even his voice is soft.
Liu Jianglong couldn’t control her at all, or in other words, as long as she acted a little coquettishly, he would be unable to control her, and in the end he would indulge her in this way.
The young master didn’t know the past. At this moment, he just felt that the heart in his chest was beating wildly like never before.
There seemed to be a thin fog in front of him, looking at the beauty in front of him through the ethereal mist, like a dream.
She has a snow-white and bright face, bright big eyes, a small and charming nose, and her naturally plump and gorgeous lips are beautiful in shape, which is attractive to pick.
The young master stared at her in a daze, following herHis eyes saw his hand that was parked in mid-air, almost touching her cheek.
Yeah, what is he doing? What exactly does he want to do?
The young master woke up like a dream. As if he was burned by something, he quickly retracted his hand and pretended to pick up the mountains and rivers resting on the desk.
He didn’t raise his head and said as if nothing had happened: “You had a mosquito on your face just now, but I’ve driven it away.”
Liu Mingxi subconsciously reached out and touched his smooth cheeks, and there was nothing on it. She realized that it was a harsh winter now…
The young master continued to look through the books in his hand, but it was not an illusion. Liu Mingxi only felt that the young master’s books were turning faster and faster, as if the content could not enter his eyes.
The rising morning light is falling warmly through the clouds, adding a little more golden color to the snowy scene. Outside the city of Shannan, in an inconspicuous farmyard, the early people are already busy cleaning up something.
If you look closely, you will find that there is a tall figure standing with his hands behind his back, hiding it in it. He is extremely tall and straight. His eyes are deep, his nose is straight, and his facial features are not flawed at all.
When the snow light in the sky shone on the indifferent face, it made him look flawless.
Perhaps because of his slightly pale face, he looked like he was hiding in the dark for many years without seeing the sun. A gloomy aura that could not be dissipated was filled with his body, but it made people shudder and dared not get close to him.
He faced the rising sun, and when the morning light reflected in the previously confused and cold eyes, it seemed to add a little warmth to the black eyes that had no temperature. His thin lips slightly opened and he murmured, “Mingxi, I’m here.”
Zhao Zhenglin had spent one night torturing the cause and effect.