The black-bellied bamboo horse and the sharp-hearted pet: girl, you are so sweet

Chapter 221

Le Muhan was woken up when he was still asleep.

After Le Muhan opened his eyes in a daze, he reached for the phone from the bedside table and checked the time.

06: 30.

So early……

I sighed in my heart.

Turned over and prepared to go back to sleep.

Closing his eyes, his brain uncontrollably thought of the scene where he fell asleep in a daze last night.

It seemed that someone was lying next to him, and he seemed to be rubbing... over?

Thinking of this, Le Muhan suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the quilt and sheets around him.

It was neat and tidy, and it didn't look like someone had slept at all.

Is it a dream?

But why did I seem to smell... a familiar smell?

Has Ling Qianheng been here?

The heart began to jump up and down.

It's not unreasonable to think so. After all, he didn't lock the door behind him. If he wants to come in, it's easy...

But why did I expect him to come?

Crazy... must be crazy!

Le Muhan patted his cheeks in fear.

As soon as Ling Qianheng came out of the room, he happened to meet the little maid named Le Muhan.

The little maid was surprised, "Master...Master..."

Ling Qianheng glanced at the little maid, "Call her in 15 minutes."

After speaking, he strode away.

Before the little maid could react, she saw her young master's tall back.

He looked at the door again and left.

Steward Ling saw that the little maid came back immediately, and asked strangely, "Didn't I tell you to call Miss Le?"

The little maid answered truthfully, "The young master asked me to call Miss Le again in 15 minutes."

"Master?" Butler Ling was even more surprised, "Master came out of the room?"

The little maid didn't know why the butler asked such a question, but she nodded honestly, "Master came out of the room."

"Okay, it's none of your business now, let's go do something else." Butler Ling sent a WeChat message to his grandfather after finishing his instructions.

Grandpa, I think our young master is safe.

After sending it, Steward Ling happily put away the phone.

He seemed to remember that their young master could not enter the room last night, but he came out of the room this morning.

Doesn't this mean that their young master must have taken some measures last night to make Mu Han open the door before entering.

"What are you thinking about so happily?" Ling Qianheng said abruptly.

Butler Ling was really taken aback, "No, no, nothing...it's nothing."

"Really?" Ling Qianheng stared at Butler Ling.

Seeing Ling Qianheng staring at Steward Ling so straightly, he couldn't help being frightened.

"Why did I lie to you, young master?"

"Okay." Ling Qianheng didn't want to know anything from him, "Is breakfast ready?"

"almost."

seven o'clock.

Le Muhan came down the stairs on time.

At this time, Ling Qianheng was eating breakfast gracefully.

Seeing Le Muhan come down, he just slightly raised his eyelids and ate breakfast by himself.

After Le Muhan sat down, Ling Qianheng said, "It's quite early today."

"That is!"

"Looks like you slept well last night."

"..."

This made Le Muhan not know what to do next.

Didn't quite sleep well either...

But also slept well.

Le Muhan: "Whether you sleep well or not has nothing to do with you."

"Then what you said means that you didn't sleep well?" Ling Qianheng picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth, "Did you suddenly feel that you left me and couldn't fall asleep?"

puff……

Le Muhan, who was drinking porridge, almost spit out the porridge when he heard this.

"How could it be possible that you can't sleep well? In such a big bed, you can sleep as much as you want, it's not too good!" Le Muhan retorted, "And are you too narcissistic? Who says you can't do it without you? Go to sleep?"

(End of this chapter)