Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 720 Mrs. Mine (46)

But maybe the servants cleaned it specially. The snow layer in the middle of the road is shallow, like fine fluff growing on the ground.

Yun Si approached, trying to see if it was Rong Li's place.

But within a few steps, the lights in the house dimmed.

There was no light, it was pitch black.

Only the two lanterns at the door were still on, like two loyal guards, motionless.

Yun Si wanted to knock on the door, but when she saw the light dimmed, she knew that the people inside were probably asleep.

Not sure if the person inside was her man, Yun Si walked along the eaves to the other side and poked a hole in the paper window.

She has obviously done this kind of thing too much, she didn't change her face, and even made the hole bigger.

The sensitive nose moved closer, smelling the breath coming from the house.

"Squeak—" With a sound, the door suddenly opened.

Yun Si immediately leaned against the wall and remained still.

The position she was in was right next to the outer wall of the house, and when she crouched down, no one who came out would be able to see her.

She watched as a figure in a pure white cloak slowly descended the few steps, holding a lantern and an umbrella, and left along the path.

The hat on the cloak was neatly placed on his back, and the fluff on it was blown by the wind, as if it had melted into one with the falling snow.

The slight sound of footsteps stirred the corners of his clothes.

Ruyu's long fingers are quietly holding the handle of the umbrella, which is as pleasing to the eye as a painting, every inch is extremely elegant.

Yun Si slowly stood up straight.

I accidentally knocked my head to a corner beside it, and touched it casually, not paying attention.

He stared straight at that clear and beautiful figure, and then followed.

The small lantern that guides the way, the light can only illuminate the place in front of it.

The person who was walking quietly walked along the path, and on the shallow snow layer, his footprints fell step by step.

It was windy outside, and there was always a cold wind blowing from time to time, which made the cold-resistant cedar next to it rustle, and even the snow on it was shaken off.

Rong Li lowered his eyes and paused slightly.

The gentle, white and elegant appearance, like a touch of orchid and lotus in the snow, is so beautiful.

His footsteps stopped in the snow, his eyelashes were slightly raised, and the lantern in his hand was shaking slightly in the wind, the light was dim.

He paused for a while, but didn't look back.

The eyelashes drooped, trembling slightly, extremely safe.

The road from the study to the bedroom is not too far, just a short walk away.

He went to the eaves, put down the small lantern, and then slowly put away the umbrella.

As if looking back inadvertently, there was still an empty space behind him, except for the snow, there was nothing.

He paused for a moment, silent.

He lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his lips, which seemed a little ironic.

He blew out the candles in the small lantern, and leaned the umbrella against the gate.

As usual, he pushed open the door and walked into the dark bedroom.

When he was about to turn around to close the door, suddenly, a cold and soft hand stretched out from behind.

Covering his lips accurately, he approached with a faint scent of flowers behind him.

"Don't move! Don't bark!"

The deliberately lowered female voice has a bit of a man's depth.

Rong Li's body froze suddenly, and his eyelashes trembled.

The two hands covering the front tightened slightly, exerting some force.

He was pushed a step forward, and then the door of the room was closed.

Even the snow and lights outside disappeared together.

Rong Li looked ahead quietly, it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

Only the touch on the lips is real, familiar and soft.

(End of this chapter)