Hei Meng husband and wife's son is too pitiful

Chapter 107 Is it you, little puppet (2)
The room is very tidy, even the tea on the table seems to be a little hot, Jinjin raised his eyebrows, could it be that this guy has met true love?
"Xiao Linzi, who is more beautiful between me and this girl?"

"Well, it's hard to say, Miss Jinjin, you are of different types. Miss Tian is an elegant beauty, but you are a cute and delicate beauty. If you really want to compare yourself..."

Jinjin stopped her random pacing, stared into Ruilin's eyes, and chuckled, "En? Why didn't you say anything?"

"If you really want to compare yourself, I can only say that I really can't do it!" Ruilin made a face full of embarrassment and wanted to cry.

"Which one of us has a better figure? How about height?"

Ruilin looked at Jinjin, recalled Tian Puppet's appearance, stroked his chin and said, "Well, the two of you have similar body shapes, there is not much difference in height, short, fat, and thin, and your hairstyle is also similar, both of you have no hairstyle. , hair is tied casually with a hairpin."

Jinjin's eyes lit up, it's easy now, the plan can be implemented.

Jinjin thoughtfully pulled the blank Ruilin, and said eagerly, "Xiao Linzi, I'm so hungry, let's go have a meal first, and you can tell me something about this girl by the way. a little."

When Rui Ling got up, he was already under the sun, and this was the best time he had slept in the past few days.

After she left, sleeping seemed to be a torment, and he couldn't enter the state of meditation, and he couldn't concentrate on practicing, so from the third day onwards, he trapped himself in the study all day.On the one hand, it was to deal with the backlog of business affairs some time ago, and on the other hand, I wanted to concentrate myself so that I had no time to think about her.

The effect of being busy is really good, so he also sent others the simple tasks that did not belong to him before, and even started to sleepless, because as soon as he touched the bed, his eyes were full of her shadow, so he worked overnight for three days, until Drowsiness struck last night, and I slept all night until now.

After hastily grabbing two bites of breakfast, he walked to the West Wing according to the routine of the past few days.

He originally wanted to move directly to her bedroom in the west wing, but he was afraid that he would cover up her breath after staying for a long time, so he didn't even think about it. How would he survive the next two months?So he dismissed this idea, he is a person who wants to last forever, even the breath wants to last forever.

Walking a few steps away from the door, he found that the door was ajar, so he paused.

He had already warned Ruilin that they were not allowed to come here, so they would not come in, but he was very sure that he did not forget to close the door when he left last time, could it be?

The few steps felt particularly long, and he was afraid that what he would see when he walked in was not the red figure, and that all of this was just a beautiful bubble, a beautiful dream he had recently dreamed at midnight.

Walking to the door with difficulty, I smelled a faint fragrance of tea.

That was the scent of the scented tea he introduced to her, which he made himself last year.

Opening the door, I scanned the room with my eyes, from the table to the dressing table, and then from the dressing table to the wardrobe, my heart sank slowly.

When his eyes swept to the side of the bed, a corner of red fabric was faintly exposed outside the purple gauze, the fabric was shining like a cloud shadow, he was very familiar with that fabric, it was the golden silk brocade that spread all over the sunset and was infinitely exaggerated, But few people know, in fact, that is what he himself ordered people to be the capable people under his command to study.The red color of this cloth was only woven into one piece, and it was made into clothes and handkerchiefs and so on and given to her.

Ruiling's breathing was stagnant, and he heard his heart beating.Could it be her?

He called out tentatively, "Little Puppet, is that you?", with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

There was no echo from inside.

Rui Ling gathered himself together, and slightly amplified his voice, "Little puppet?"

Still no response.

Rubbing his eyes, he found that the fabric was still there, and he walked towards the bed with difficulty.

The red piece moved suddenly, and the fabric was drawn inside, which touched the gauze curtain and shook slightly, and Ruiling suddenly felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Standing at the head of the bed, he slowly opened the gauze curtain in front of the bed, and suddenly saw a person lying on his side on the original neat bed, with black hair tied only by a white jade hairpin, lightly covered with a thin quilt, and dressed in a red dress. One corner is exposed, the head rests on the white wrist, the black hair and the milky white wrist form a strong contrast, colliding with the most shocking beauty.

His heart trembled slightly, he felt that his whole body was trembling violently with the heartbeat, and forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart, he tried his best to make his voice sound a little more peaceful, "Little puppet, is that you?"

(End of this chapter)