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Chapter 22: Making a Bet (5)
Xue Wushuang was not as sloppy as Xiao Mo, she came in from the window and stood in front of his bed.

Both were silent.

Xue Wushuang didn't move because she wasn't in a hurry, but because she couldn't help but blush when she saw the picture of this handsome man lying on his side.

The curves of this figure, and the underwear as thin as silk, outline his perfect figure all the time.

She had never seen a man so enchanting while sleeping.

It's a pity that the people in front of her had their backs to her, and she couldn't see that prosperous face.

I don't know if the words in her heart were heard by Liangfeng, he turned over again at this time, facing Xue Wushuang.

His sword eyebrows stretched out, and he slept peacefully; the bridge of his nose was as high as the most perfect artwork; his cheeks were as smooth as silk, and could be broken by blowing bullets, and his wheat-colored skin added a bit of hardness to this face.

His eyelashes are very long, casting a thin shadow, even if the obsidian eyes are not opened, just looking at him sleeping makes one's heart beat like thunder.

Xue Wushuang just looked at it for a while, and then reached for her hair. She didn't want to live in Mo Yuxuan.

It was only when she was doing her hair that Liangfeng suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed her left hand, and still shouted, "Don't go!"

Xue Wushuang's heart trembled, Liangfeng didn't open her eyes this time, it seemed like she was having a nightmare, holding her hand but not letting go.

She was afraid that too much movement would wake up the cool breeze and cause unnecessary trouble.

When Liangfeng grabbed her hands and turned over again, she gritted her teeth and jumped onto the bed lightly.

Why does Liangfeng like turning over so much!How many times has it been turned over at once.

And if she didn't follow and jumped up, the force of pulling her hand would be too strong, and people would notice it.

Liang Feng firmly held Xue Wushuang's wrist, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he muttered softly, "Don't go."

nightmare?Xue Wushuang sighed helplessly.

She turned her wrist slowly, trying to get out of Liangfeng's palm, but when she turned, Liangfeng held it tighter.

Could it be that her medicine powder has expired?How can you still have such strength after smelling the powder?

Xue Wushuang pondered for a while, and smelled the smell of another medicine lingering in the air, and then suddenly realized that the antidote had been sprinkled just now.

Hey, it's all the fault of Xiao Momo, who was discovered so quickly and was sprinkled with antidote.Now she doesn't know how to get out.

Squatting on the bed seems to have numb legs, and this posture is also... wretched.

So Xue Wushuang thought about it, and chose to lie down on his side, facing the cool wind.

She really believed in her medicine powder, it was stronger than Xiaomo's, and the cool breeze would not wake up so soon.

She stared at the cool breeze without blinking, suddenly felt drowsy, just as she closed her eyes, the cool breeze moved!
He raised his left hand and successfully hugged Xue Wushuang, but his right hand still held her left hand tightly.

Xue Wushuang was immediately wrapped in a gust of cold air, and his breath sprayed on her face, making her itchy.

Looking at his face at such a close distance, his facial features are even more profound.

Liangfeng's hand was resting on Xue Wushuang's back. Although it was already autumn, the dress was still light and thin, and he could feel her warmth and softness.

He is a little obsessed with her breath, this feeling seems to have tasted it a long time ago, but the memory is so vague that people think it is all an illusion.

He felt a pair of eyes fixed on his face, he thought for a while, and moved a little closer...

(End of this chapter)