There was a loud thunder, and Yan Xiaomo clutched Li Bai's clothes like a frightened rabbit, almost crying: "Master, I'm afraid."
"Be good, don't be afraid, the master is here."
Li Bai comforted him, covering the thin figure with a quilt, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of pity.
Nangong Mo must have been frightened awake by the thunder, so he ran to him without even wearing shoes.
It was his negligence.
"Who is outside?"
Li Bai noticed a hint of cold breath outside, and looked towards the door with warning in his eyes.
A black and cold figure appeared in Li Bai's sight.
The lightning outside shone on the figure, and Li Bai saw from the silhouette that the person was Xi Murong.
"Second Young Master, is Mo'er okay?"
Xi Murong's eyes fell on the person in Li Bai's arms.
Something tugged at her heart.
The hand on her side clenched tightly into a fist, and then she loosened the clenched hand. .
"Mo'er is okay, what are you doing here?"
Li Bai asked.
Normally, Xi Murong would never come to him if nothing happened.
She didn't want him to do anything here late at night.
Listening to the name he called Nangong Mo, Li Bai frowned slightly, as if his treasure was being shared.
Xi Murong pursed her thin lips tightly.
In fact, he noticed when Nangong Mo came out of the house and followed him subconsciously.
"It's nothing, Mo'er seems to be afraid of thunder."
There was an imperceptible disappointment in the faint voice.
Li Bai held the person in his arms tightly, so Xi Murong came here only after seeing Nangong Mo.
When did Xi Murong become so interested in a little girl?
He likes Mo'er.
When he thought of this, Li Bai's eyes darkened.
He looked away from Xi Murong and said in a low voice, "I will take good care of Mo'er.
If you are okay, go back and rest first."
Xi Murong stood for a while, then turned and left silently.
At night, Li Bai didn't even have a chance to close the door.
If he moved even a little bit, he would be grabbed tightly by the little person in his arms.
She was as fragile as an abandoned puppy, very pitiful.
Li Bai lowered his eyebrows and stared at the person who was huddled up and squeezing into his arms.
Li Bai curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but feel soft in his heart.
He rubbed the beautiful little head with his big palm and couldn't put it down.
Early the next morning, Yan Xiaomo woke up in a warm embrace.
When she saw Li Bai's handsome face, her heart was like a husky jostling.
Li Bai closed his eyes tightly, his long and curled eyelashes made girls jealous, and his pale pink lips pursed into a line.
Even if he was sleeping, his peaceful look could make people crazy about him.
His breathing was even and he didn't seem to be awake.
Yan Xiaomo sighed softly, Li Bai was truly worthy of being the male god among thousands of girls, and he was indeed very good-looking.
Not daring to disturb Li Bai, Yan Xiaomo continued to sleep in Li Bai's arms.
Until a exclamation sounded, Li Bai suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and looked towards the source of the sound.
Feiyu covered his mouth and stared at the bed tightly, as if he had seen something horrifying.
There was a woman lying on her senior brother's bed, and that woman was none other than Nangong Mo, whom she hated the most.
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"Master" Yan Xiaomo slowly woke up and sat up slowly.
The collar of the obscene clothes was slightly opened, revealing the pink bellyband inside. oshow7: