Bite to death Rong Fu Hei 10

  Her natural and elegant demeanor made Maple feel like she had been robbed of her voice, she nodded silently and then quietly retreated, closing the door behind her.

  Rong Yi looked at Feng Er closing the door and listened to her movements as she stood guard outside, then turned his head to look at the girl beside him.

  He lay down flat, looked at the right wrist that was no longer being held, smiled slightly, grasped Ming Yuqiong's small hand and placed it on his waist, then closed his eyes.

  The night quietly slipped away, and the crescent moon also fell from west to east. The dawn rose slowly from the horizon, and the whitish sky reminded people that a new day had arrived.

  When Ming Yuexuan woke up, she habitually closed her eyes for another five minutes, waiting for her foggy mind to slowly clear up.

  When I close my eyes, the sounds from outside become exceptionally clear. In the early morning, everything is still very quiet.

  The morning breeze blows through the trees in the courtyard, the rustling of leaves makes a soft sound, the early-rising birds stand on the branches, chirping and singing, and the early-rising servants are busy with all kinds of chores, that is the sound of life, and also the proof of being alive.

  She likes to hear such voices, proving that her identity has not been discovered and continues to perform tasks.

  But today, among these sounds, what she heard most clearly was a person's long and even breathing.

  That breathing sound, very close, so close...

  Just like in her ear?

  There is also a faint, seemingly nonexistent yet intensely present icy spring-like clean air.

  Ming Yu Kong opened her eyes, looked to the left, and raised her head just in time to collide with a pair of crystal-like phoenix eyes. Under the straight nose bridge, the perfect thin lips slightly curved up, and she smiled softly:

  "Girl, it's early."

  Ming Yu Kong looked at the person in front of her, somewhat unbelieving, and stretched out her hand to pinch her own cheek, staring blankly as she said:

  "It doesn't hurt at all, I must still be dreaming!" Otherwise, how could Rong Hei be by her side?

  "Of course not, squeeze a bit harder and you'll be even more certain." Rong Yi smiled faintly, her smile radiant as the clear moon after a spring shower, her voice soft and alluring.

  Ming Yu Kong's eyes widened in an instant, and she let out a mournful cry as she pinched her own cheek with force.

  "Oh no, it hurts so much!"

  At once, the drowsy and drunken haze in his eyes cleared away, he sat up with a start, pointing at Rong Yu and scolding him:

  "You're a black-bellied person, you don't go and bully others. In the middle of the night, you sneak into bed to change your ways and become a wolf in sheep's clothing, what exactly do you want to do?!"

  Rong Yi looked at her bright red left cheek, pursed his lips and smiled, with a hint of spring breeze in his eyes, the snow melted and the ice dissolved.

  "Girl, if you say I'm a pervert, take another look and see who's more perverted."

  He slightly raised an eyebrow, his gaze drooping slightly, and Ming Yulang followed his line of sight to look over. At a glance, he saw that his hand was still on his waist, and suddenly felt like his hand was burning with fire, immediately withdrawing it back.

  Looking at Rong Yi's lips with a faint smile, she only felt that the light in his eyes was all mocking her. Her small face was flushed red, and she didn't even have the courage to look directly at Rong Yi. Her eyes darted around randomly, as if she wanted to dig a hole to hide herself.

  How did your hands end up on Wang Hei's waist, and when did you develop the habit of hugging people at night?

  As she looked around in confusion, she suddenly furrowed her brow, her eyes narrowing slightly as she scanned the decorations, that circle of light green and refreshing furniture, so familiar, it was exactly the same as the arrangement in Linglong's house.