Chapter 138

Blinked water eyes, ink snow pupil didn't know where he was for a moment, and couldn't return to his mind.

Seeing her stunned appearance, Feng Jue ran smiled brightly and stretched out his hand to her: "why don't you know Ben Wang? Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve. If you can go to bed so early, Ben Wang is bored. Get up and accompany me."

His extremely rogue hand stretched out in front of her. In the dark night, he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, flashing, and a trace of pain flashed in his Inexplicable heart, which was extremely uncomfortable!

Before Mo Xuetong regained his mind, he subconsciously released his clenched fist and stretched out a hand. Under the wide sleeves, the snow colored skin reflected the light of the snow moon outside. It seemed that it would shine. Feng Jue Ran's eyes fell on those hands, and his heart tightened fiercely. He wanted to pull up her hand, relax and fall gently.

Holding her hand was like boneless, but with cold sweat! In such a cold day, I had a cold sweat on my hand. I remembered that I saw her lying there silently, clenching her lips and looking painful just now. It was clearly a cold sweat from a nightmare. The things in the ink house during the day had been sent to his desk. The handsome eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and the face with a rogue smile condensed in an instant.

The face with light on its back is no longer the lazy after cynicism, but the cold bloodthirsty like a cheetah!

"Are you pulling me up or not?" Mo Xuetong also returned to his mind at this time. His black and white eyes were as clear as water in the moonlight. Although he thought it was against the rules to hold her hand, she thought about why he was a regular person. Moreover, she was tired today and didn't want to be a regular person at all. She just felt that all the rules in the world were chains, and she couldn't breathe.

What if you act recklessly once! Don't worry too much tonight. The dark clouds pressing on her heart have made her out of breath... Seeing that Mo Xuetong doesn't stand up and stare at him vigilantly as usual, nor does she pretend to be soft and clever outside. The moonlight shines on her beautiful little face, and the jade like face reflected by the light silver white is as pure and childish as a fairy, Under the long eyelashes, the clear water eyes looked at him quietly and attentively, and there was only one more fatigue and silence at the bottom of his eyes.

Such a girl, in such a family, always guard against being hurt, must be tired!

Instead of fighting with her as usual, I just felt that my heart was hit hard by something, sour, soft, and some sweet feelings. I thought the idea of teasing her had long disappeared, leaving only soft, gentle and quiet. Such a moonlight, such a slender hand, sitting quietly, can calm my heart.

"Why don't you pull me up?" Mo Xuetong only felt that she was weak. She really didn't want to get up by herself and took out her tightly held hand. She didn't understand what nerve he had today, but anyway, she didn't have the spirit to deal with the handsome highness of the demon king Xuan today. She wanted to be violent and abandon herself with the idea of making trouble with him.

Feng Jue ran looked away from her face in a panic. As soon as she tried hard, she pulled her up. She noticed that there was a slight hot feeling on her face. I don't know why. She just felt that the moonlight tonight was very charming and the snow scene today was particularly beautiful. Even the darkness in the room was filled with a warm and soft smell... She was thinking about it, Heard the voice of Mo Xuetong: "what's the matter with me so late? Don't go to bed this late?"

"You don't want to sleep so early. Look at this day. It's still early!" Feng Jue Ran has a sense of being a scoundrel, pointing to the sky outside the window, squinting at Jun's eyes and doubting Mo Xue's pupil. His voice is lazy with a tenderness that he can't find.

Is it still early? What's this look? Mo Xuetong sat up straight and opened his face to the window. He raised his eyebrows weakly and asked, "are you sure it's still daytime?"

"Of course, why don't I take you out? It's definitely bright." Feng Jue ran stood up and patted her chest. She raised her eyebrows and looked like I promised.

"I don't want to go out." Ink snow pupil really has no spirit. Leaning on one side, she droops down her long eyelashes, and her spirit is very depressed.

"It's not only bright outside today, but also there are many delicious and fun things. I heard there will be fireworks later... The fireworks are particularly beautiful, more beautiful than ever before. Don't you want to go out?" Feng Jue ran continued to seduce her. Seeing her sitting there stuffy and lifeless, she felt very uncomfortable. She always felt that her sweet and carefree smile was more suitable for her!

Are there any fireworks! When did you see the fireworks? That time was many years ago. At that time, my mother's illness was not too bad. My father loved my mother very much. That year, the three of them were watching the fireworks together. My mother sat by my father and watched the fireworks rise all over the sky. She was excited and jumped... A touch of bitterness on her lips!

"Why? Not yet." Seeing Mo Xuetong half ring and speechless, Feng Jue ran asked with her eyebrows. She couldn't see her face clearly in the night, but she could feel her low mood.

"Go, why not? Your highness xuanwang has to invite me in person today. Why don't you go and see this particularly beautiful fireworks, but I don't know how your highness xuanwang will take me out?" Moxue Tong's eyes were dim. Suddenly, he bit his lips and joked weakly.

"I want to bring someone, but I can't bring it out!" Feng Jue caught a enchanting smile between her eyebrows. Her voice was lazy in the evil spirit. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she held her slender waist and jumped out of the window before the exclamation of the black snow pupil.

The Mo Feng, who was guarding the tree outside the window, lazily opened Zhang's two previous masters and closed his eyes. Since he had been with Miss Mo San, he rarely had a rest sometimes. He didn't expect to have a rotation break today. It seems that he had to ask the master to take miss Mo San out more. There are many dark guards on the master's side. He's not bad for himself. He's happy to ask for more benefits for himself.

The high walls flashed behind him, and the houses with flashing lights retreated rapidly. Mo Xuetong didn't expect that he was really horizontal and had no time to scream. He only subconsciously held his cloak tightly with his backhand. The roaring northwest wind was in his ear. He was suddenly brought from the warm house to the cold wind, and became energetic when he was no longer energetic, Especially in this inexplicable situation.

I hate in my heart. I knew that Feng Jue ran was out of tune, but why didn't he adjust to this point? He picked himself up and left without saying a word. When he knew it, he was in a hurry to take himself to see the fireworks. What he didn't know was that he didn't sleep at night and robbed a good woman!

The direction ahead was the place where the fire was connected. The cold wind poured straight into her neck. She was angry and wanted him to stop and slow down. Only then she opened her mouth and found that the wind that had poured in couldn't even speak, so she had to close her mouth tightly.

Just shut up, close your eyes and let him go! Anyway, I'm not going to follow any rules today!

He won't do anything to himself anyway!

Anyway... I feel that although he runs fast, his hands protect his neck and block out a lot of cold wind! This man is not completely useless. He can't see that he is still careful and inexplicably relieved.

Half a ring, I heard his voice.

"Well, here we are! Look, is it beautiful here?"

Moxue Tong stopped in amazement, raised his eyes, and was facing a pair of handsome eyes smiling at her. Those eyes were as moist as the moon, and his thin lips were as red as Zhu. He was slightly cocked up, which showed that he was in a good mood. In his voice with a bit of laziness, there was an audible tenderness. He stood in front of her, pointed under her, and had a charming smile on his face.

Somehow, such a look was like a child begging for praise, which made the handsome prince as beautiful as a demon feel a little childish and inexplicably cute. Mo Xue couldn't help smiling at the corners of her mouth and turned her head to prevent him from seeing that the stingy Prince of Bala was a vengeful one.

Following the direction of his fingers, he found that the place he set foot on was a little higher than the usual ground. I don't know where it is. Standing on the roof, looking from a distance, there are thousands of lights. Today is new year's Eve, which is already lively. From time to time, I see happy laughter from the streets and alleys, a happy New Year's Eve.

From time to time in the light, you can see the soaring fireworks, beautiful straight into the night sky.

Feng Jue ran let go of her hand and lay down on the sloping roof before she wanted to speak. Suddenly, she heard a low cry of surprise, accompanied by the sound of tiles sliding.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jue ran remembered that Mo Xuetong was still standing. She thought she fell down and sat up fiercely. Then she sat up and was hugged tightly on her shoulders.

"Why is the roof so slippery? How can I stand!" Mo Xue Tong raised her mouth and said in an unhappy way. Regardless of the three, seven and twenty-one in her hand, she firmly grasped Feng Jue Ran's shoulders. She felt that her feet trembled and couldn't even walk. Just now, her attention was attracted by the laughter in the street below. She unconsciously took a step, and she felt that the soles of her feet slipped, she couldn't stand stably, and she almost slipped and fell down.

At this time, he could take care of others and tightly hugged Feng Jue Ran's shoulders. His whole body almost fell on him and dared not look down again.

I felt that the girl behind me leaned closely behind her, and the faint fragrance wrapped around her breath. It seemed that it was the cold fragrance of plum and the distant fragrance of orchid. Different from any kind of fragrance he had smelled, it was more exciting than any kind of fragrance. Her heart was inexplicably itchy, and her heart beat faster.

Subconscious backhand fished her slender waist, gently patted the back of her hand with one hand, and comforted in a soft voice: "don't be afraid, it's okay, hold my hand first, slowly, yes, just sit here slowly."

Holding her slender waist in one hand and her plain hand in the other, he carefully pulled her to his side and sat down.

Aware of her trembling and the cold feeling on her hands, Feng Jue ran found that it was so cold that she felt softer and softer. She reached out and took off her cloak, put it on her, carefully tied it for her, wrapped it heavily, and said softly, "it's me. I'm hot. I didn't find you cold. I'll be warm first by leaning against me."

Looking at her soft body leaning against him, the timidity in her wide eyes was all weakness that she couldn't see at ordinary times.

Because she was nervous, she kept holding Feng Jue dye's hand without knowing it. She trembled and found a suitable position and leaned close to him. Such a steep roof was really scared of Mo Xuetong. Even though she felt that Feng Jue dye wouldn't do anything to her, she still felt frightened.

She had never stood in such a high position. After the initial daze and slipping one foot, she dared not move any more. Ren fengjue ran tightly grasped her hand, and even his other hand passed through her back and tightly around her waist. Now she has more than half of her body lying in his arms.

"Why is it still cold?" Sensing the slight trembling of the people in her arms, Feng Jue ran asked in a low voice.

"Still, still... Good!" Mo Xuetong finally eased down. She leaned against a person and felt his warm breath coming from her clothes through the clothes. The warm feeling made her relax involuntarily. Not only the warmth in her clothes, but also the warmth in her hands. More intense heat came from her hands.

The cold hands slowly warmed up, and the cloak wrapped tightly around her body also restored the heat to her cold body. She narrowed her eyes comfortably and looked up at the distance. She didn't dare to look below. She never knew she was afraid of height. Just now, she was scared to death, as if she would fall down immediately, and the surrounding scenery was dizzy in an instant.