Chapter 664

Fei Xiaoyue looks at the note in consternation. No wonder Shui Zhipeng always reminds them that they will add food in the evening. It turns out that the food this evening has been tampered with.

"What's on the crescent moon?" Mo Tinghui frowned like two earthworms.

"Xianggong, the second young master told us not to eat tonight's food, not even drink water." Fei Xiaoyue motioned Mo Tinghui to squat down and said softly in Mo Tinghui's ear.

Mo Tinghui heard that Yan's face was a little gloomy. He got up and took the note in Fei Xiaoyue's hand. He kneaded it into a small paper ball and held it in his hand. When he released his hand again, the small paper ball had become a piece of paper.

"Crescent moon, you must not leave this room from now on." Mo Tinghui looked down at Fei Xiaoyue and said seriously.

"Xianggong, how about you?" Fei Xiaoyue asks anxiously.

"I'll see what they're going to do tonight." The fierce murderous spirit in Mo Tinghui's eyes is so terrible that Xiaoyue's face turns white.

"No, you're alone. I want you to stay here with me." Fly small month two hands tightly grasp Mo Ting Hui's skirt tight Zhang way.

"Crescent moon, you don't have to worry. They will arrive tomorrow." Mo Tinghui comforted.

"But tonight..." Fei Xiaoyue is still a little afraid. Although people say the reporter has a lot of courage, she has never been at ease since she came to the leader's mansion.

"Crescent moon, believe me." Mo Tinghui encouraged.

At dinner, Fei Xiaoyue and Mo Tinghui said according to Shui Zhipeng that they didn't eat a mouthful of food, not even drink half a mouthful of water.

At night, Fei Xiaoyue lay on the bed and couldn't sleep. Her little hand was holding Mo Tinghui's hand.

"Mo Tinghui, is there anything wrong in the evening..." Fei Xiaoyue asked nervously.

"Shh." Mo Tinghui pressed Fei Xiaoyue's mouth with one hand and motioned her not to speak.

Fly small month light point first, two people hold one's breath not language, nervous listen to the movement that the door spreads.

"Don't be nervous, calm down." Mo Tinghui felt her wet hand on Fei Xiaoyue's forehead. Knowing that she was too nervous and sweating, he comforted her in a soft voice.

As soon as Mo Tinghui's words came down, the door opened.

"Pretend to sleep." Mo Tinghui said to enter into a state of deep sleep.

When the door opened, a slight step came in.

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