Tong Xiaoye said indifferently: "Don't be angry, I just hope to settle the matter so as not to harm my family again!"
Xuan Jinmo almost blurted out and cursed. He was scared, not angry! However, he just roared in his heart and pursed his mouth tightly. This girl is really not ordinary!
Tong Xiaoye didn't know what Xuan Jinmo was thinking. After he finished bandaging, he immediately withdrew his hand and said stubbornly and coldly: "Okay, tell me how to punish you, I will be treated like a treat!"
Xuan Jinmo almost blurted out a swear word again, stared at Tong Xiaoye for a long time, and then gritted his teeth and said grimly: "Disappear in front of my eyes immediately!"
Tong Xiaoye didn't recognize it, nor was he angry, so he turned around and left.
"What do you mean?" Xuan Jinmo felt inexplicably depressed and angry. He grabbed Tong Xiaoye's hand and with a strong force, he staggered Tong Xiaoye who was about to walk out. He originally held up his hand casually.
Her hair suddenly spread out and fell all over her shoulders, still feeling wet.
Xuan Jin was so angry that his face was as cold as ice. This hateful stinky girl was running wildly in the wind and snow with such wet hair. She made it clear that she wanted to make him mad to death. It took a lot of effort to get the poison she suffered to be somewhat relieved.
But you are doing this to your body!
For a moment, he really wanted to slap Tong Xiaoye on the face with the same slap, but he couldn't really take action.
"What do you mean?!" Tong Xiaoye stared at Xuan Jinmo fiercely and said stiffly, "Of course I will disappear immediately! But please let go of my arm, because you hurt me!"
Xuan Jin was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was in a hurry, and happened to hold his hand on her left arm where the sword had not healed yet. He immediately let go and watched Tong Xiaoye glare at him with disgust and quickly disappear.
Outside the door of the meeting hall.
Ah Hui only heard a breaking sound, and then saw the table in the conference hall being split in half by Xuan Jinmo's palm. She shuddered, thinking that if she could at this time, Xuan Jinmo would definitely swallow it in one bite.
My own little girl, Tong Xiaoye.
He must not know that Tong Xiaoye looks gentle and cute, but in fact she is stubborn. It is very scary to be really fierce. Fortunately, she has only seen it once or twice, but it was enough to impress her.
Mo is not too scary.
"What are you looking at?!" Xuan Jinmo turned his head and saw Ah Hui's complicated facial expression, and blurted out, his face so gloomy that he could almost shed water, "You are as hateful as your lady!"
Ah Hui was stunned at first, and then almost laughed out loud. Xuan Jinmo, who had such an angry face, Prince Xuan who wanted to kill someone, Master Xuan, the most romantic and unrestrained person in the world, actually said such childish words. It was like, how should I put it, she
I think, there is a strange feeling that although Xuan Jinmo is so cruel to Tong Xiaoye, he seems to have no way to do anything to her!
"Come here, take Jinyan to rest." Xuan Jinmo raised his voice.
Hearing the footsteps coming in from outside, he watched the butler lead Ah Hui with a solemn expression and help Xuan Jinyan, who was still half conscious and half comatose, to leave, his brows furrowed together.
Seeing the housekeeper, I suddenly remembered something. The stubborn Tong Xiaoye would definitely drive the slave away at this time, and then put the sword on the bed, occupying only one third of the bed to rest. Thinking of the wet end
Long hair, thinking of the new injuries on her wrists and the old injuries on her arms, he felt a severe headache and sighed longly in his heart.
Helpless! He was really helpless in taking her!
Why does she have to be Tong Xiaoye, rather than the daughter of any other family? Even if she is the most humble slave, he can have more upright love. But now, he can't love her, or even like her.
.
However, he found that not liking her was tens of millions of times more difficult than liking her.
Tong Xiaoye had just tidied up and lay down tiredly. He closed his eyes and forced himself to rest. He counted the numbers irritably, one sheep, two sheep, three sheep...
"Get up!" an angry voice suddenly sounded.
Tong Xiaoye was counting in a daze when he suddenly heard this angry voice. He was so frightened that he opened his eyes suddenly and blurted out: "One hundred and twenty - Xuan Jinmo!"
Xuan Jinmo stared at Tong Xiaoye, what did she mean by the next sentence? What is one hundred and twenty Xuan Jinmo?!
Tong Xiaoye was about to move, but found that when she suddenly woke up and wanted to sit up, Xuan Jinmo had already taken the long sword away, and the position where her left hand fell was exactly where the sword was. Her heart skipped a beat.
She broke out in a cold sweat. If she had held the sword a moment slower, her left hand would——
"Get up!" Xuan Jinmo said coldly.
Tong Xiaoye sighed. She finally managed to cultivate some sleepiness, so that all the fear in her voice disappeared. This person is really a beast! She reluctantly got down from the bed, wearing a crimson coat in the dancing candlelight.
Beautiful and touching.
Xuan Jinmo coldly added some firewood to the stove to make the flames brighter, and said coldly: "Come and stand, I'm tired and don't want to speak loudly."
Tong Xiaoye was thinking about how Xuan Jinmo would torture herself, and walked slowly to the stove. The warm flames immediately warmed her body and made her face red. She was pretty and charming. At this moment, she was a little confused, but her eyes were clear.
staring at burning firewood.
For half an hour, Xuan Jin didn't say a word, and didn't look at Tong Xiaoye. At first, Tong Xiaoye was still standing, but after a while, he felt a little exhausted. He turned his head and saw a handful half a step away from his feet.
Chair, she glanced at Xuan Jinmo secretly. He was facing her from the side, looking intently at the burning stove. He probably wouldn't turn his head to look at her.
Thinking about it, Tong Xiaoye quickly moved the chair a little with her feet, and then leaned on the back of the chair with peace of mind. The warm fire and the temporary support for her body made her slowly doze off.
, her health is not very good, and it is not easy to persist until now.
Xuan Jinmo kept looking at Tong Xiaoye from the corner of his eyes.
Her hair had a satin-like luster in the firelight, and the dried strands fluttered slightly in the heat of the stove. Her expression was quite serious and stubborn at first, but she probably couldn't hold it anymore, and she secretly looked at herself and moved her chair.
I leaned on the back of the chair, and then, probably because I was really tired, my body slowly slid into the chair, and I fell asleep with my eyes closed.
snort!
Xuan Jin thought silently, she was really very arrogant, and she could still sleep when she was so angry. However, her face slowly turned red against the backdrop of the stove, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
I vaguely heard a long sigh and helpless words to myself: "Why do you want to be Tong Xiaoye?"