Mianmian stared blankly at Ye Moyan, feeling inexplicably relieved.
It feels like I am with my mother!
Soon, Guan Zhixing came back and said, "Master, we have searched them all and no one has lost their children."
It’s also strange. How did this little milk baby get here without an adult?
"There's no need to look for her. She probably ran out on her own."
"Ah? What should we do now?"
Guan Zhixing looked worried at the little baby in his master's arms.
"Do you know where your home is?"
Mianmian shook her head.
"Then do you know your parents' names?" Guan Zhixing was still determined.
"Know!"
"What's it called?"
"I won't tell you!"
Guanzhixing, "..."
Calm down, he can't be like a little kid,
"master……"
"Go back first."
"Then she..."
Ye Moyan lowered his head and looked at her, "Take them back together."
Mianmian's eyes lit up and she grinned.
That's all it can do.
Arriving at the door, Ye Moyan hugged Mianmian and got into the carriage. Soon the carriage drove away and disappeared around the corner of the street.
…
When Xueqiu came back with a bag of steamed buns that came from the street corner in high spirits, he saw an empty roof.
"Bata!" The bun fell.
Where is the little master?
Why is it missing?!
As if the sky was falling, Snowball suddenly panicked. He searched around anxiously, but still couldn't find his little master.
Snowball wants to cry but has no tears!
It’s over, it’s over! It’s over now! I’ve lost my little master! Will Dabai skin him alive when I look back? Woohoo!
Huh? It seems to smell like a little master!
Still very new!
Over there!
Snowball followed the smell left by the little master and turned into a white light and chased him out.
Until it chased it to the bottom of a mountain, it was blocked back by an invisible barrier!
It's a barrier!
And the taste of the little master stopped here!
The little master must have been taken up the mountain! What to do now?
Find Dabai!
Snowball dodged into the space without saying a word.
…
Ling Xuewei heard movement from the first floor and knew that Ye Moyan was back.
At this moment, she was telling A Yuan a bedtime story, and after a while the little guy finally fell asleep.
She went downstairs and saw the housekeeper instructing the servants to get something, so she asked. It turned out that it was taken to Xiyuan, as there seemed to be guests.
Are there guests so late?
She didn't care and turned around to go upstairs.
Ye Moyan settled Mianmian in Xiyuan before returning.
Entering the study, he saw Ling Xuewei sitting under the light with a book. He raised his head when he heard the voice, "You're back?"
Light and shadow fell, leaving a soft halo on Ling Xuewei's body.
It made her eyebrows and eyes picturesque, as gentle as water.
Ye Moyan's heart was extremely soft.
"wait for me?"
Ye Moyan walked over and sat next to Ling Xuewei. He put her on his lap and sat down. The refreshing smell of wine hit his nostrils.
Ling Xuewei sniffed her nose and said, "Have you been drinking?"
"A little bit."
He was a little lazy tonight, no longer as distant and solemn as before. It seemed that because of the night, he was a little quieter and gentler.
Like a gurgling stream, the gentleness enveloped Ling Xuewei, making him very peaceful.
Ling Xuewei leaned into Ye Moyan's arms, her broad chest, the unique smell of Ye Moyan, and her light voice made her feel very good.
"Huh? Why are your shoulders wet?"
Ling Xuewei found a pool of water stains on Ye Moyan's shoulder.
Ye Moyan glanced at it, remembering the face of the baby crying and rubbing against his shoulder like a little cat, and smiled softly, "I picked up a little cat."
Little cat?
What the hell?
Has he picked up a spiritual pet again?
After all, it’s not without precedent.
Ling Xuewei didn't pay much attention.
"Are you tired today?"
Ling Xuewei leaned against Ye Moyan, and the two of them cuddled together quietly.
Ling Xuewei would ask Ye Moyan if he was tired today, and would also tell him what he had done today.
The room was filled with Ling Xuewei's clear and soft voice, like gurgling water.
Ye Moyan listened quietly and saw her eyes sparkling like stars falling when she said something exciting.
Ye Moyan really has a lot of things to do every day, and he is often busy until late at night. Although with his current status, he does not need to socialize, and it is difficult for outsiders to meet him. But he is the dean of Holy Blue Academy and a government official.
Naturally, there are many things that need to be handled by him personally.
Occasionally late at night, Ling Xuewei passed by the study and saw that the lights in the room were still on, but Ye Moyan had not rested yet. Even when he was busy, he could stay up for days and nights. Although he knew that the monks were physically strong, they would stay up for days and nights without rest.
It was okay, but looking at his cold and cold frown, she still couldn't help but feel sad.
That scene gradually overlapped with the time in the imperial palace. It seemed that no matter what time, he had endless things to do.
Therefore, Ling Xuewei would often accompany Ye Moyan in the study, or add a cup of tea from time to time, or tell him fun and interesting things to relieve fatigue, or make him some delicious supper or breakfast...
Although it was just a small thing, she was happy with it.
Ling Xuewei has long been used to it, and... she also wants to find more opportunities to stay with Ye Moyan. Even if the two of them do nothing and are busy with their own things, she still feels warm and satisfied.
Ye Moyan also gradually got used to having Ling Xuewei around him all the time.
Even sometimes, when you come back late at night, your eyes will subconsciously search for the other person's figure.
Whenever she was by his side, Ye Moyan felt extremely at ease and relaxed, as if his soul had found its home.
All fatigue disappears.
Ling Xuewei sent Ye Moyan to take a bath. The study was very large and had a special bathroom just for the convenience of taking a bath. She had already put the hot water, and she also carefully prepared an essential oil that could relieve fatigue and relax the mind, and added it to the water.
.
The taste is very light, with a hint of mint.
Ye Moyan looked at the still hot bath and the clean clothes lying aside, with a slight curl in the corner of his mouth.
After taking a shower, there was a midnight snack on the table - seaweed and shrimp wontons, and two plates of side dishes.
But Ling Xuewei was nowhere to be seen.
Wearing plain clothes, he walked to the table and sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Ling Xuewei also took a shower in the room. After washing, she took a clean towel and rubbed her hair randomly. Because the towel blocked her view, she didn't notice when there was an extra person in the room.
Her figure is on the thin side, but it is not the kind of thinness that has no sense of beauty. Instead, she is as convex as she should be and as thin as she should be. The light-colored pajamas outline her plump waist, and her skin is as white as snow. Because she just came out.
The bath also has a faint pink color, which makes it a bit more enchanting and charming under the light and shadow.
As I walked around, I accidentally exposed my long and fair neck and delicate collarbone...
The man on the bed's eyes gradually deepened.
At this moment, Ling Xuewei finally realized that there was someone in the room. She subconsciously pulled down the towel and saw Ye Moyan sitting on the bed.
"When did you come?"
Ling Xuewei said and walked over.
But halfway through, he was pulled onto the bed by Ye Moyan. With a bang, the bed beneath him trembled.
