Chapter 22

He smiled gently, but looked at Butler Li: "Yes, she was so young, and now she suddenly turned into such a beautiful girl."

Butler Li nodded in relief, "At that time, Miss actually couldn't bear to part with you, so she hid under the tree and cried."

"Is it?"

Wen Mo seemed moved, and glanced at Ye Xingrui.

But Ye Xingrui noticed that his pupils didn't dilate at all, obviously he was acting.

"I don't know, I forgot."

After speaking, Ye Xingrui withdrew her hand.

Butler Li smiled dryly and smoothed things over.

Wen Mo embraced Mr. Wen and began to tell some anecdotes about England.

**
The family talked "harmoniously and beautifully" in the middle of the night before going to sleep.

Ye Xingrui turned around and went upstairs, walking straight to the end of the corridor.

For more than ten years, the girl's room has been in the most secluded corner.

It looks like an ancient cold palace.

Ye Xingrui, who had struggled in the cold palace, was walking while looking at the end of the corridor, a bay of cold moon projected in from the skylight, she was so cold that she folded her arms and rubbed.

Suddenly, faint candlelight shadows swayed, and the figures were sparse and erratic.

She stopped, stood where she was, and waited for that person. He was holding a European-style palace candle lamp, wearing loose pajamas, with one hand in his pocket, standing in front of her, or in other words, blocking her way.

"Warmth?"

he asks.

Ye Xingrui stared at him intently.

In the eyes, but through that face, it was full of loss.

"You don't seem to welcome me?"

There was no accusation in the man's voice, only indelible warmth.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself not to feel any warmth from him, and suddenly opened her eyes: "Why should I welcome you!
Do I have to tell you, I remember, many years ago, on my first day here, you pushed me to the ground! "

The reason for nonsense, the girl's warm memory.

She came here just to tell him why she didn't welcome him.

The man stared at her thoughtfully for a long time, then suddenly nodded: "I have a good memory."

She immediately tilted her head, crossed her arms, stretched out one foot and tapped it back and forth on the floor, like a little ruffian.

"What? The memory is so good that you are surprised?"

Wen Mo laughed, pulled out one hand from his pocket, pinched her face, and squeezed her softly: "Yes! You are right!"

Ye Xingrui backed away three steps annoyed, rubbed her hands on her face, and roared, "Who told you to touch my face! Did you wash your hands after going to the bathroom! You fucking fake foreign devil!"

She swears like a cannonball.

Wen Mo couldn't help laughing, looked at his hands, then at the tsundere girl, and apologized: "Ah, sorry, it seems not."

"Ah! What!"

Ye Xingrui held her face, she has a cleanliness freak, she spent [-] East China Sea pearls to grind her face into powder, and he touched it without washing her hands!
bitch!

"Sloppy, unhygienic!"

Angrily, she crossed her hips and wanted to leave, but after walking three steps, she suddenly retreated and snatched the palace lantern from his hand: "This, pay me! Hmph!"

The girl dragged the palace lantern and walked like flying. Behind her, two scorching gazes were locked on the beautiful and misty figure, and a hint of gloom that was inevitable gradually condensed in the eyes of the man.

**
Ye Xingrui walked to the door of her room, quickly unscrewed the door and went in, leaned against the door, slid down uncontrollably, and sat slumped on the floor.

Tears streamed all over her face, big and big teardrops fell, and she cried and laughed like a crazy woman.

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