"Hiss" Yan Xiaomo stepped on the smooth cobblestones, feeling a sharp pain under her feet.
She couldn't help but suck in a few breaths of cold air.
I was running so fast last night that I didn't even pay attention to my steps.
Now, looking at the cobblestones protruding on the road, it was as if they were little devils specially coming to torture her.
As she walked on the road, Yan Xiaomo grinned hoarsely in pain.
She originally wanted to point her toes, but her toes were all aggravated, making her even more painful.
"Where are you going?"
Xi Murong's voice suddenly sounded behind Yan Xiaomo, which scared Yan Xiaomo to stagger and took several steps forward.
She screamed in pain.
Only then did Xi Murong realize that Yan Xiaomo was not wearing any shoes.
Her white feet were pink in color, and her toes were as cute as red beans.
"My shoes are in the original room.
I'll go back and get them."
Yan Xiaomo looked down at her feet and sighed in frustration.
Suddenly, Yan Xiaomo thought of something, raised her face and said to Xi Murong: "Don't look at my feet, or you will be responsible for me."
I remember that in ancient times, women could not show their feet to strangers, only to their husbands.
Xi Murong's face turned slightly red, but the blush was not particularly obvious despite her expressionless face.
"What are you doing?"
Yan Xiaomo looked at Xi Murong walking towards her and felt guilty.
She was just joking and explained hurriedly, "I was joking, how can I let you take responsibility?
Hehehehe."
Yan Xiaomo felt that her laughter was too dry and unnatural.
Without saying a word, Xi Murong directly picked up Yan Xiaomo by the waist.
She carried Yan Xiaomo like a princess and walked towards the place where she used to live, regardless of the struggle of the person in her arms.
A white figure came out from behind the rockery, stared deeply at Xi Murong's back, lowered his eyes slightly, and then followed.
"Let me get down."
Yan Xiaomo looked at the cobblestone path and struggled to get down.
Xi Murong's expression remained unchanged as she said: "The ground is cold, what should I do if it freezes?"
Well, Yan Xiaomo said that she had nothing to say, and stared at Xi Murong's face.
This person only had a good skin, but he would not use it to smile more.
How beautiful and kind his smile was.
Xi Murong naturally felt that Nangong Mo in her arms had been looking at him, and she suddenly felt at a loss, but she couldn't let her go directly.
When she arrived at her residence, Xi Murong placed Yan Xiaomo gently on the stool, then went into the house and took out her shoes.
"Thank you, I can wear them myself."
Yan Xiaomo wanted to take the shoes from Xi Murong, but Xi Murong knelt down and put the shoes on Yan Xiaomo's feet.
He held Yan Xiaomo's little foot with his big palm and found that the little foot was really small, not even as big as his palm.
"Thank you, Xi Murong."
Yan Xiaomo thanked her gratefully.
Xi Murong stood up and whispered: "You were at the Second Young Master's place last night."
He witnessed her running towards the second young master's house last night, and he didn't stop her.
"Yes."
Yan Xiaomo nodded and did not deny it.
He looked up at the yard and found Li Bai walking towards this direction.
"master."
Yan Xiaomo yelled and immediately started to smile.
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With a light smile on his face, Li Bai glanced at Xi Murong, and finally landed on Yan Xiaomo, "Let's go have a meal with the master." oshow7: