Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 52 Who Let You Sleep
She has been here for almost a year, but she has never had a chance to live here.

Xiaodie's gaze was suddenly attracted by a drawing, and she walked quickly to see a strange and handsome face on the drawing.

Who is this?
When she came in just now, she saw Mi Yao sitting here drawing a picture. This was drawn by Mi Yao. Why did she draw a strange man?

Xiaodie opened her mouth wide, she was very excited, she understood, this is Mi Yao's Qing people?

Yes, it must be Mi Yao's Qing people!

Unexpectedly, Mi Yao would dare to fall in love with other men behind Feng Shuai's back!

Great, this handle was held by her.

Xiaodie folded the drawing and put it in her pocket, then she went out triumphantly.

……

In the evening, Feng Yueming returned to Lanzhu Residence.

The maid quickly greeted her, "Young Marshal, you are back, shall I go to heat up the dishes now?"

Feng Yueming wore a black overcoat and black military boots on his feet. He stood tall and straight at the entrance. A maid half-kneeled to put on slippers for him. His half-light and half-dark handsome features seemed to be covered by night of frost.

"no need."

After changing his shoes, he pulled out his long legs and walked into the living room.

His falcon-like cold eyes glanced at the living room first, and then looked at the room upstairs, where the door was closed, he immediately frowned, turned to look at Adjutant Li behind him, "Where is she? "

Lieutenant Li naturally knew who the young marshal was asking, "Young marshal, Miss Mi is probably... asleep at this time."

Feng Yueming's handsome eyebrows frowned even deeper, "I haven't come back, who will allow her to sleep?"

Lieutenant Li,...

It's not him anyway!
Feng Yueming's face was gloomy, he raised his hand and unbuttoned his coat.

"Young Marshal, let me help you undress." At this moment, Xiaodie came with her slim figure twisted, and she stretched out her slender white hands to show courteousness to Feng Yueming.

But before her hand touched Feng Yueming, she felt a gloomy gaze on her face.

Xiaodie raised her head, only to see Feng Yueming gave her a light glance.

"Yes... I'm sorry, young commander, I won't dare in the future." Xiaodie stepped back.

Everyone in Lanzhuju knows that Feng Yueming doesn't like women getting close to him.

"Next time, get out!" Feng Yueming handed the coat to Lieutenant Li behind him, and then went upstairs.

Lieutenant Li put away his clothes, looked at Xiaodie blankly, and then followed Feng Yueming's footsteps.

It wasn't until the two men disappeared that Xiaodie dared to raise her eyes secretly. Just now she was so frightened that her legs went limp. Fortunately, Feng Yueming didn't punish her, he just ignored her.

Xiaodie looked upstairs, Feng Yueming had already pushed open the door of Mi Yao's room and entered.

As soon as he came back, he went into Mi Yao's room.

Xiaodie felt itchy with jealousy.

……

in the room.

As soon as Feng Yueming came in, she saw a small ball huddled on the bed, hiding under the quilt without even showing her head.

He strode forward, stretched out his hand and lifted the silk quilt, "Mi Yao, who gave you permission to sleep, get up!"

Feng Yueming's words stopped abruptly, because Mi Yao really fell asleep, and her whole body was wet.

She slept on her side, with her slender arms hugging herself tightly. Her clothes were wet and her hair was damp. The wide white dress bloomed like rose petals on the bed, and a few strands of her long hair stuck to her. The greasy little face is pitiful but beautiful, like a little mermaid who can breathe under the sea.

She felt cold, and she frowned and trembled in her sleep.

Feng Yueming's complexion changed, she wished she could pick up this woman and beat her up immediately, what was she doing, wouldn't she be afraid of catching a cold and having a fever if she slept under the quilt so wet?

(End of this chapter)