Chapter 12

"Anyone?" Ding Xuanyao asked softly, but all he heard was his own voice.

A breeze blew and the beige curtains fluttered gently. Through the gap, Ding Xuanyao vaguely saw a figure sitting next to a glass round table on the open-air balcony, his fingers flying on the keyboard of his laptop from time to time. Just such a figure, all exudes a crazy cold Yin cold gas.

Ding Xuanyao's restless heart began to be nervous again. Soon, she calmed down again. She asked herself that she didn't do anything she missed, didn't apologize to anyone, and there was no need to feel guilty. Well, she's waiting... Want to compete with her psychological quality? She would like to see what tricks are played by a group of demons and ghosts.

Lin Ruicheng is wearing a light purple Pullover Sweater and beige casual pants. Sitting comfortably on the rattan chair, while handling some trivial business, I enjoy the warm afternoon sunshine.

Slender fingers lift the glass teacup gracefully and sip it gently. The broken bangs are casually inclined in front of the forehead, and the dark eyes hidden below are mysterious and noble. The knife cut thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and the sharpened chin was sharp.

Dark eyes have been falling on the computer screen. He is waiting, waiting for the man in the room to lose his composure, waiting for her to lose patience. If people can't stand it, camouflage will become vulnerable. Since it is zero seven who wants to sneak into his side, will his combat effectiveness be higher? Maybe he should do something to tear open the camouflage skin.

Just the one in the room, beneath her calm appearance, her body and mind had already collapsed. Shaking his mind, he stumbled, his sour legs softened and almost fell down. Fortunately, he held the sofa in time and sat down.

Depressed. Ding Xuanyao remembered that she hadn't eaten all day. No wonder her brain was inflexible and her whole body didn't listen.

Seeing that the woman in the room had an action, Lin Ruicheng stood up, closed the computer and walked into the bedroom. She is so short and thin. Wearing a light yellow hooded sweater with a black backing on her evenly slender legs, bangs are combed and tied into flower buds on her head. The whole person looks very young and playful. The delicate little face was a little pale, but it was an artificial calm expression. The innocent purity in his bright eyes seduced him like a delicious dessert.

Ding Xuanyao stared at the man walking towards her. Her white face showed Lengjun with sharp edges and corners. Her lonely eyes had no focus, and the dark fundus of her eyes was cold.

She was stunned, her small mouth opened slightly, and her beautiful eyes fell on the bunch of white hair on his ears. That bunch of white hair, such as snow, was randomly buried in black hair, black and white, which made the man a little more mysterious.

Originally, I wanted to wait until the other party spoke first, because whoever spoke first would be passive. But she still didn't suppress the pile of problems that filled her throat. "Who are you? Where is this? Why did you catch me?"

Lin Ruicheng put the computer room on the desk and pretended to pull her fingers out of her ears. She looked very noisy. In fact, her voice was so good that it was as crisp as the running water in the stream. In an instant, a shallow radian appeared on the lips.

"Don't you know who I am best? Isn't this where you want to come most? Isn't it your purpose to get close to me?"