Throughout this day and night, in order to investigate Luo Qi's affairs and get first-hand accurate information as soon as possible, he personally led people to investigate without stopping for a moment.
However, the information obtained from all directions is very complicated, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
The only thing that is certain is that Luo Qi has indeed been living in the forbidden house in recent months.
I raised my eyes and looked out the window, switching from the clear sky to the scene of spreading greenery.
I wonder if the woman at home ran out and jumped excitedly on the first day she was free.
Jing Mohao didn't know how long he spent, sitting in the cabin and guessing all the possibilities that could arise in Luo Xi during this day.
Should he mention Luo Qi's matter to her, but he has already said that they will not interfere with each other in the past three months.
If he mentions Luo Qi now, wouldn't it be clear that he is using Luo Qi to blackmail her into staying.
What's more, Luo Qi's matter is indeed not very certain at the moment.
Talking about it will only make her more anxious.
Yan Yu waited at the cabin door for a long time but didn't see Jing Mohao come out, then went back and knocked on the cabin door, "Young Master, we're here."
"I know."
Jing Mohao didn't know where his eyes fell, and suddenly became nervous.
Oh shit This woman might have gone out to live early today.
I thought about it first, and if I couldn't even see a person in a while, wouldn't it be causing trouble for me?
With his knees conscious, Jing Mohao stood up and walked out of the cabin door.
The coolness of the night made the lawn underfoot covered with dew, reflecting the faint morning light and soaking the men's trousers.
On the steps of the back door, there sat a pink figure wearing only a thin pair of pajamas.
She fell into a deep sleep.
Even the sound of the propeller, which she usually found harsh and irritating, could not wake her up.
There was a gray hair ball next to it, and it was hard to tell where the head was.
It was Momo who sneaked out again without knowing when, behind Butler Li's back.
"Young Master, this is Miss Luo."
Yan Yu recognized Luo Xi first.
"Um."
The man's voice didn't sound like he had much reaction, but his steps were obviously faster.
He didn't know if he should be happy when he saw her at this moment and rush over to hug her, or should he pretend to be indifferent and treat her as a stranger who had nothing to do with him and pass her by.
But the only thing he was sure of was that he was pleasantly surprised when he saw her.
It's a real surprise.
It was a surprise that could clear away all the hard work of his day and night.
Because I never expected it, this was such a wild surprise.
Jing Mohao approached her, approaching her step by step with quick yet hesitant steps.
When the black trousers stepped onto the steps, the woman sitting next to him suddenly woke up as if being summoned, and grabbed the trousers that were still hesitating in front of his eyes.
"You're back."
Luo Xi was still unconscious and his voice was still humming.
Jing Mohao lowered his eyes and looked at her bare hands subconsciously grabbing his trousers.
As if she were a wife looking forward to her husband's return, at this moment, his extremely solid heart was severely touched.
He failed to cruelly let go of her hand, failed to leave the woman who had been sitting there all night, and ultimately failed to maintain the calm space they had just left for each other.
He didn't say anything, he just took off his coat, wrapped it around her body, bent down and held her in his arms.
Her body has been taken over by the cold air of the cold night, and she has no ability to resist.
The coldness on the man's chest pressed against hers, penetrated into the pit of his heart, and spread to his entire arm, with little bits of ice on his fingertips.
Luo Xi was held firmly by him, and she realized that her arms and legs were numb to the point of stiffness, and her ten fingernails were all slightly purple
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