The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

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Mu Jingheng: "..."

"No, little sister-in-law, you are pushing me into the fire pit!" Mu Jingheng met Jun Yexuan and Qi Yusen's cannibalistic eyes, and said bitterly: "On the way here, I didn't Do you provoke you?"

Qiao Qing: "..."

Mu Jingheng gave a light cough, pointed to the castle not far away, and changed the subject: "Is that Leng Yan's home?"

Qiao Qing nodded.

Mu Jingheng retracted his hand into his sleeve and said: "Then let's go and blow the heater inside. It's really cold outside."

Qiao Qing said with an "um".

Perhaps it was because of the two men who only needed demeanor and no temperature, Qiao Qing's pace obviously accelerated.

At this time, a white dumpling rushed over from a distance.

When I ran to a few people, I was not used to the friction of the snow, and temporarily confiscated the speed, and a face brake came on the spot.

Mu Jingheng looked down and said, "Huh?" He said, "What is this? Ferret?"

Little Firefox: "..."

You are a ferret!

What are you doing!

Didn't you find that I was missing?!

Oh, man!

Little Firefox made a frantic complaint inside, stood up and shook his body.

Snow rolled all over and fell rustling, revealing the red half-wet hair soaked in snow.

Mu Jingheng immediately "poofed" with a smile, "It turned out to be Xiaohong."

Little Firefox: "Ohhhhhhhhh!"

Have said so many times, don't call me Xiaohong this nameless name!

Although its owner has given this name, he has basically never called it.

It's the second one. Whenever I can't find it in private, Love yells in the palace.

Mu Jingheng didn't understand what the little Firefox meant, and as soon as he was about to say something, after a glance, he saw that Qiao Qing had already gone far.

He quickly picked up the tail of the little Firefox and followed up.

Inside the castle.

A tatami mat is placed on the balcony attached to a bedroom on the second floor.

The man lying on it was dressed in beige home casual pants and a light blue turtleneck sweater.

The sharp and handsome face was hidden in the shadow of the half-drawn curtain.

He faintly looked at the snow falling outside the window, without sadness or joy, as if he had looked down on everything in the world.

The snow scene outside the window is beautiful, but not as stunning as one-tenth of this man.

Anyone who sees him will think of a word in his mind, with picturesque eyebrows.

However, although the man is handsome, there is still a lifeless spirit around him.

The skin on his face is white and transparent, and the lips are pale and bloodless.

If it is not still breathing, it makes people suspect that this is a dead person.

Zhou Xin saw this picture when he came in, and his nose was sour.

He raised his foot and walked in, as if he was used to entering Leng Yan's room without knocking.

When he arrived, he bent over and respectfully said to the man lying on the tatami: "Master, Miss Qiao is here, and said I want to see you."

Leng Yan was shocked when he heard the words, "Qing Qing?"

His well-knotted hand stretched out and grabbed Zhou Xin's arm, "Uncle Zhou, is it Qingqing?"

Zhou Xin was surprised at the strength Leng Yan could use at this moment, and nodded, "It's Miss Qiao Qing."

Leng Yan got up abruptly when he heard the words, but his head became dizzy because of the rapid rise.

"Young Master." Zhou Xin hurriedly held his body.

Leng Yan raised his hand and said, "It won't get in the way."

Walk out while talking.

Before he reached the door, he immediately stopped.

Zhou Xin stepped forward and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Three shifts