THE GUIDE TO CAPTURING A BLACK LOTUS

CHAPTER 7: SUBSTITUTE MARRIAGE PART 7

In the moonlight, Ling Miaomiao raised her head, her face pale, and a pair of apricot eyes stared at him pitifully.

    There were two deep black greens in her eyes, which were a little shocking when they saw them suddenly.

    "I..." she hesitated and bit her lower lip, seemingly

    unable to speak, "...insomnia." "Insomnia?" Mu Sheng hugged her arm, not picking up her answer, just laughed, " Oh, it seems that I didn't sleep well." He walked a few steps closer and looked down at her face, with a perfectly caring look on her face, "Ms. Ling has insomnia for no reason. Is there something on my mind?"

    Ling Miaomiao avoided him. Eyes and belly slander: It's a idiot, and Hei Lianhua is beginning to idiot again.

    "It's something on my mind." She nodded weakly, and agreed with Mu Sheng's words.

    "It has something to do with Young Master Liu?" He smiled but glanced at Liu Fuyi's window.

    "That's not the case." Miaomiao sighed and squatted down, "I just can't sleep, I want to find someone to chat with." She raised her head to look at Mu Sheng, and lowered her voice, "Unexpectedly, you are all asleep, only Brother Liu's house. The light inside is still on. I wanted to call him, but I was hesitant to disturb him."

    Mu Sheng looked at her with a pair of water-colored eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, it is a pity that behind the soft water-color The bottomless whirlpool.

    For a moment, he stretched out his hand and put it affectionately on her shoulder, Ling Miaomiao shrank subconsciously, did not hide, he used a bit of strength on his arm, and gently fished her and turned around, "That's really true. What a coincidence, I haven't slept yet, let me chat with Miss Ling."

    Miao Miao let Mu Sheng turn around and forcibly moved away from the residence of the protagonist group, walking stiffly along the path paved with bluestone slabs.

    She thought to herself, Black Lianhua was worried that she would be disadvantageous to Mu Yao, so he quickly drove her away and took her to a remote place to destroy her body.

    "Ah, Master Mu, where are we going?"

    There was already a faint cicada cry, and occasionally a huge frog call came from the pond. The moonlight shone on the lush green grass as if it had been coated with a vague pearl, and the cuffs of the admiration sounded like nothing. The fragrance of plum blossoms constantly drilled into Miaomiao's nose.

    Yefeng brought the last coolness of late spring. Mu Sheng's tone was casual: "A walk will help Miss Ling fall asleep."

    "Then you..." Miao Miao kept bending her head, trying to get around his shackles, "Do you have to walk with me like this?"

    Mu sound sprinkled hand, the tail raised by wind, some grumbled, rubbed his wrist, "I thought Miss Ling take their food out of my bowl, presumably with me well enough to not care of the virtual ceremony."

    Ling Miao Miao was at a loss for words. Mu Sheng squinted over, "Or, Miss Ling's kind of intimacy is only special to Liu Gongzi?"

    "Then you may have misunderstood." Ling Miaomiao slapped it on and hugged his arm, "Actually, I am not at all. I don't behave in the usual way, I'm just afraid to scare you." She felt Mu Sheng's body becoming tight in an instant, and raised her head to mock, "Look, Lord Mu is scared?"

    "How come." Mu Sheng immediately reduced the darkness that was about to fill his eyes, and let her pull it obediently.

    "It's too cold outside." Ling Miaomiao shuddered in the night breeze, and daringly tugged his admiration, "Why don't you...Go to my room to sit down?" After