Chapter 41

Yangcheng in October, like many northern cities, has a large temperature difference between day and night.

At this time, Kuang Yiyi felt chilly, but because of the excessive use of her brain this afternoon and at night, she slept very deeply.

But the body still had a reaction, feeling a little cold.

There was a hot object next to him. Kuang subconsciously held it tightly, and his little head leaned in.

Kuang Yiyi's mind is still full of those simple words in her sleep, constantly deepening her memory, just like this is a martial arts treasure specially made for her.

Bai Mohan's strong wine was slowly volatilizing, and they both fell asleep more deeply

The next morning, Fubo got up early again to talk about the whole day. As soon as he went downstairs, he saw the beautiful scene in the living room. His old face could not help twitching.

Gently down, from the antique shelf next to take out a small remote control, gently press.

The next second, a soft cloth of electric partition slowly from the ceiling of the crevice slowly down, the living room scenery completely hidden.

Only then did fauber give a sigh of relief, move a chair and sit in front of the partition, guarding it like a faithful doorman.

Gradually, the servants also got up to prepare breakfast and other matters. The first thing they saw when they went downstairs was Fook sitting in front of the living room with a golden knife, making a "silent" gesture.

The principle of domestic servants is not to watch what they should not watch and not to ask what they should not ask. They watch too many TV dramas these days, and they don't want to be silenced because they know too many things they shouldn't know.

Bai Mohan had a nightmare. In the dream, a group of people in black were chasing him, chopping him with a foot long watermelon knife.

He ran and ran, and finally he was stuck in a dead end.

When the first one looks at him with a grim smile, the corner of his mouth evokes a cruel radian. This man is the eldest son of the second uncle's family, Bai Jingrong.

Bai Mohan had no time to say anything more, so he had to avoid it.

In his dream, he felt that his body was particularly heavy, and his self-defense skills seemed to be forgotten, so he didn't have time to resist.

In the end, the machete came at him, even leading the wind.

Bai Mohan subconsciously raised his arm, and the arm broke.

"Hiss" white Mo Han angrily opened his eyes, eyes full of puzzled and unwilling.

The next second, white ink cold see a white body is curled up in his arms, small head is pillow himself just cut off arm.

It turned out to be a dream.

White Mo Han had no time to sigh, and immediately widened his eyes.

Women? White ink cold subconsciously shrank back.

The softness in his arms seemed to be awakened by his movements and moved slightly.

Fortunately, I didn't wake up!

Bai Mohan has been fully awake, in his villa, the only woman who can appear now is Kuang Yi.

He doesn't want this woman to misunderstand anything. She's not his dish.

Secretly scolded last night that gang boy unexpectedly took advantage of oneself happy to pour him so many wine, white Mo Han lightly drew to draw arm, but didn't twitch.

Gently frowned, white ink cold saw in front of the white, soft body, heart also slightly trembled.

I didn't expect that this little girl was quite talented.

Thinking of this, Bai Mohan's face turned pale and shook his head hard. He put his hand under Kuang Yiyi's head and wanted to lift it up to draw out his arm.

As soon as he touched Kuang Yiyi's head, Bai Mohan felt some amazing heat

Kuang Yi felt that his head was as heavy as lead water, and it was very painful.

Confused between, Kuang Yi opened his eyes, but full of loss and helplessness.

White Mo Han sees this look in the eyes, the softest part in the heart mercilessly twitches for a while, slowly Kuang Yi Yi and a girl's shadow overlap together.

Kuang Yi thought he was still in a dream. He just looked at his eyes and closed his eyes.

He murmured softly: "I hate it. How come all this big ice in my dream..."

White ink cold corner of the mouth twitches for a while, if not know Kuang Yi is burning confused, really want to throw her on the sofa.

Finally, white ink cold took out the arm, gently knead, now the arm has been completely numb.

Even he saw a crystal water line on it

White Mo Han frowned, pulled out a few pieces of paper from the carton on the tea table, and wiped his arm vigorously.

After a few wipes, he seems to suddenly realize something and quickly picks up the bathrobe he pulled off from the ground to cover Kuang Yi.

A few minutes later, Bai Mohan put on his clothes and opened the partition.

Fu Bo saw that Bai Mohan came out, and then he turned to the kitchen with a smile. He didn't say much.

And this put on smile just by white Mo han to see a is, but lips slightly moved, but stopped to say words.

He is a proud man and there is no need to explain his affairs to anyone.On the second floor, to Kuang Yi's room, casually looking for the body wide clothes, took down and handed to a maid.

The maid will, go downstairs to wear Kuang Yi.

"Doctor..." White ink cold see to Kuang Yi Yi dress maid came out, then dial a number.

Twenty minutes later, Mu Shengyu came to baimohan's villa again and looked at baimohan strangely.

Mu Shengyu was also one of the participants of Yan Xianqing's birthday party last night. Last night, almost all the elder brothers brought their female partners, with the exception of Bai Mohan.

After seeing Kuang Yiyi last time, Mu Shengyu thought that Bai Mohan finally came out of the incident and couldn't help but be happy for a long time.

But last night's party did not see white ink cold with the little girl, at that time he was still thinking whether he felt wrong.

But not long after that, he was treated by Bai Mohan again.

Mu Shengyu couldn't figure out the matter between them, but it might be a good thing.

Mu Shengyu didn't say much. He went straight to Kuang Yiyi and took her temperature.

High fever 39. Mu Shengyu skillfully took out a bottle of drip from the medicine box and infused Kuang Yiyi.

When everything was done, Mu Shengyu patted Bai Mohan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Lao Bai, don't be so crazy at night. It's getting colder and colder. The little girl is catching cold."

Mu Shengyu said, regardless of white ink's face, he ran away.

Because it's inconvenient to move Kuang Yi, she is directly playing on the sofa in the living room.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Bai Mohan sat on the sofa next to him and turned on the TV.

Turn down the sound a little, then take out a pack of cigarettes.

Just took out the lighter, suddenly caught a glimpse of Kuang Yiyi lying on the sofa. Bai Mohan sighed and turned out of the living room to light the cigarette.

Kuang Yiyi feels that a cold liquid is melting into his blood. He gently opens his eyes with a soothing exhortation

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