Tang Qing smell speech, raised his head to look at Downing, she frowned: "a Ning, do you know what?"

"I, I don't know..." Downing hesitated and shook her head, her brow frowning as if aware of some terrible fact.

Tang Ning's problem made Tang Qing feel confused.

Who is the master?

At the time of reading this psychological report, her research on the mental illness of dual personality is only on TV series or novels. However, in the past ten years, her understanding with Xiao Fengting is his personality now. She is not as much as Tang Ning thinks.

After Xia Ning chat left, after a while, some servants came and asked them to go out of Xiao Fengting's study.

The servant led them to a bedroom. Tang Ning looked at the single bed and frowned: "how can ah Qing and I sleep when the bed is so small?"

"Miss Downing, this is your room alone." The servant replied respectfully.

"Oh?" Downing could not help but raised one side of the eyebrows, "where does ah sleep?"

"Xia tezhu didn't let us arrange Miss Tang Qing's bedroom."

Tang Ning looked at Tang Qing, his face was very unhappy: "what does Xia Ning chat about this woman now?"

Tang Qing beat round the court, "it's OK, it's OK. I'll ask you later when Xia Ning chats. I'm a little tired of standing, arning. I'll have a rest

Tang Ning opened the quilt, let Tang Qing sit on her bed, two sisters sitting side by side.

Tang Ning picked up the mobile phone, low hair text message: "I'll tell Tang Yi, we can go back after a period of time."

Tang Qing nodded, "OK."

She leaned against the head of the bed and looked out of the window at the cinnamon trees swaying slightly by the breeze, remembering that long ago they had just been planted.

It's been a long time

She sighed softly in her heart.

After sitting for a while, the servant brought the dessert that had just been made. Tang Ning picked up a piece and tasted it: "Oh, osmanthus cake! It's delicious. "

She also likes to eat this kind of soft and fragrant snacks. The two sisters sat on the bed and ate the small plate of Osmanthus cake together. When he was full, Downing yawned, "ah Qing, I'm a little sleepy."

Tang Qing also felt sleepy. She rubbed her eyes and said, "I'm a little sleepy Go to bed together

Almost at the moment when he fell down from the bed, Tang Qing's consciousness was engulfed by the darkness

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when he woke up again, he was no longer in the room that Xia Ning had arranged for downing.

It's getting dark, and the sun is like blood outside the window.

Thick curtains do not know when to be opened, a slender figure standing in the window back to her, light smoke with the fragrance of the night breeze blowing in, Tang Qing slowly sat up from the bed, smelling the smoke, involuntarily coughed twice.

The man turned his head, looked at her, and gave a slight smile: "wake up?"

Tang Qing looked at his picturesque and astonishing appearance, and felt that he had become a demon, which was not like human beings could have.

She moved her stiff legs and feet and asked in a hoarse voice How am I here? "

"Lim chat arranged for you to come here." Xiao Fengting came over, raised his hand and gently stroked her face with the cold palm of his hand, and said with a smile, "but I'm very happy that you can stay."