Even if the probability is small, it doesn’t mean it’s impossible. What if, what if Yu Wen Haoyu really lives in this room?
Thinking of this, Luo Ling became energetic again, so she stood up and searched for something sharp in the room. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find it. Then she picked up the teacup on the wooden table, wrapped it in the bed curtain, and went to the wall.
After I knocked on it, I opened it, picked up the fragments inside, and started working in the room...
On the table, on the chair, on the wall, on the bedside table, on the bed helper, on the window...
Always, all the places in the room that can be touched and cannot be touched by Luo Ling used the fragments of the teacup to portray a great love. He said in his heart that if Yu Wen Haoyu saw it, he would definitely know that it was her masterpiece.
She once painted this love in Yuwen Haoyu's palm. With that guy's intelligence, he would not have known it. However, she ignored one thing. No one would have painted the "dark" number so brightly "lightly"
Charity.
After the trouble was over, Luo Ling was tired, so she climbed onto the bed and wrapped it in a quilt. The touch was cold and warm at all. Luo Ling was suddenly a little depressed. It was not good, and she began to miss Yuwen Haoyu, he was by her side.
When I touched the quilt and felt it cool, I would definitely go in and warm it for a while before letting her sleep. Luo Ling was very worried, whimper, I didn't notice it before, but there was no warm quilt, and the end was so miserable.
No, I can't think of Yuwen Haoyu. When I think of Yuwen Haoyu, she was so sad that she didn't want to sleep anymore. She turned around and didn't see the love she carved in the whole room. She covered her head in the quilt and wanted to have a good rest.
, By the middle of the night, she still has to take advantage of the dark moon and wind to commit crimes.
...
"Hey...hey! Wake up!"
In the hazy, Luo Ling heard someone calling her name impatiently. She had been slamming the carriage for a day before, and her body was sore and painful. She was so tired that she was so tired that she could not pay attention to it. She turned over and said,
I fell asleep again.
Suddenly, Luo Ling's quilt suddenly lifted up, and the cold air immediately rushed in without hesitation. Luo Ling suddenly shivered and woke up.
"Who! I'm tired of living, right? I dare to disturb my lady's sleep?!"
Luo Ling was a little angry when she got up. She was exhausted the day before and should have a good rest, but early in the morning, she was woken up by someone.
"Are you a pig? When is it still sleeping? Get up quickly and leave!"
A irritating voice sounded above her head. Luo Ling finally opened her eyes slowly, but saw that the guy standing in front of her was Xiling Jinli. She was shocked and jumped up from □□ at once.
He touched his nose and said, "Why are you again? What do you want to do when you come to my room in the middle of the night?!"
Facing Luo Ling's questioning, Xiling Jinli was speechless. He walked to the window and pulled the curtains. Only then did Luo Ling realize that the sunlight outside the window was very good, and it was already broad daylight.
"Huh? It's dawn?"
God knows how frustrated Luo Ling was when she asked this sentence. By the way, there was no alarm clock in ancient times. She originally wanted to ride the moon and wind high, but she actually... she actually slept
It's over!
"Okay, okay, what else can I see? Get up quickly and let's set off!"
Xiling Jinli stood in front of her and said with a high apology. Luo Ling also returned it angrily...