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【V112】

After Taozi left for a long time, Xiao Lige still stared at the door blankly. Because the door fell, the coldness of the night continued to penetrate into the house. Without a trace of her body, Xiao Lige couldn't help but wrap the brocade quilt tightly.

Although I felt the warmth coming from my body, my heart was still cold.

"Mo Zifei..." Xiao Lige lowered his eyelids and slowly spit out the name, feeling that every word was in his heart.

I should have felt relieved, but there will be no result anyway. Leng Junmo's approach only strengthened this fact. But why does my heart still hurt...

Wipe the tears on his cheeks, Xiao Lige slowly closed his eyes and went to bed. Maybe when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would find that everything was a dream.

Leng Junmo's instructions were always afraid to disobey, but this time, he hesitated. The battlefield was not a place for women to stay, and Xiao Lige was still a human being. Standing in front of the door, Taozi paced back and forth.

"You're here."

"Ah?" Taozi looked at Xiao Lige who came to her in a daze. Today, Xiao Lige was wearing a plain dress, her hair was just loosely tied up, and her face was not even more beautiful. It should be because she had not had a good sleep. She looked very weak, but this made me even more lovely.

"Leng Junmo must have asked you to take it away." Xiao Lige looked straight at Taozi.

"...How do you know?" Taozi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He was still struggling with how to tell Xiao Lige about this.

Xiao Lige's lips curled up a sarcastic smile, "Aren't you arrested me for this?"

Taozi sighed. He admitted that he had thought this at first, but gradually, he regretted it. If his owner really conquered the world with a woman, then there is nothing to be happy about, but after all, he did it himself, and Taozi was too lazy to explain this. "Since you know, let's go, please come here."

Following Taozi, Xiao Lige felt that his heart suddenly calmed down. Perhaps because he had come to this point, when things keep moving in a bad direction, you will find that the worst thing you thought was nothing.

"You, why don't you speak?" Taozi looked back at Xiao Lige who had been silent.

Xiao Lige smiled, "What should I say?"

Taozi turned her head awkwardly when she heard this, "Don't you like to talk about it very much?"

"Yes, this may be the last time we meet." Xiao Lige slowly looked up at the blue sky.

"How is it possible? I will bring you back safely. This is the order of the owner of the manor." Taozi retorted.

"Is that true?" Xiao Lige nodded indifferently. It seemed that Leng Junmo was still worried that he would commit suicide, so he actually asked Taozi to monitor him.

Xiao Lige thought he was a hostage, but he did not expect that he would interpret his hostage identity in this way.

"Do I have to be tied to this?" Xiao Lige frowned and looked at the wooden stake in front of him. Isn't this what only appears in the TV series?

Taozi didn't expect that his subordinates would do such an unreliable thing, and she was immediately angry, "Who? Who brought this?"

A soldier walked to Taozi with a trembling body, not daring to raise his head, "You, didn't you say that you used hostages?"

Taozi slapped at the back of his forehead, "Did you use your brain to eat bibimbap? Is Miss Li Ge a hostage? Ang?"

"Oh? Then what am I?" Xiao Lige looked at Taozi with interest with his chest crossed his chest. This was interesting. He was not a hostage, could he still be a guest?

Taozi looked at Xiao Lige and smirked twice, "The owner of the manor said that you will be the owner of the manor after the battle is over."

Xiao Lige almost turned his anger when he heard this, "Tie me up, it's now, hurry up."

"Ah?" Taozi was not sure whether Xiao Lige was happy or angry.

"You can't hear it, right?" Xiao Lige yelled when he saw Taozi standing stupidly and didn't understand.

Taozi was yelled and shuddered, "Oh, oh, I'll get the rope now."

Just in the gap where Taozi left, Leng Junmo came.

Looking at Xiao Lige standing in front of the wooden stake, Leng Junmo frowned, "What are you standing here for?"

"I am fulfilling my hostage obligations, Leng Da Manor." Xiao Lige smiled and gritted his teeth and spitted out the last few words.

Leng Junmo knew that she was angry with her, so she didn't care about her being mean, "Go down." After saying that, Leng Junmo opened her arm and signaled Xiao Lige to jump down.

Xiao Lige looked at Leng Junmo coldly, "No."

"Do you have to go up and hug you?" Leng Junmo curled the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were filled with anger.

Xiao Lige's heart trembled, and after thinking about it, he still jumped unwillingly. The moment he fell into Leng Junmo's arms, the memories of last night began to rush toward his head.

"Let me go." Xiao Lige's body froze slightly, and then immediately pushed Leng Junmo away.

Seeing Xiao Lige's appearance, Leng Junmo knew what she was thinking. He came to Xiao Lige's ears with fun, "Don't worry, I won't ask you here, I'll have to fight later."

Xiao Lige lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly together. Why didn’t she kick her when she just jumped down?

"Okay, stop making trouble," Leng Junmo pulled Xiao Lige's hand, "The time is coming soon."

"Where are you pulling me?" Xiao Lige was forced to trot behind Leng Junmo.

"Go to where I went." Leng Junmo said without looking back.

Sitting in the carriage, Xiao Lige looked out the window. After what happened last night, she really couldn't do it in the same space as Leng Junmo.

Leng Junmo seemed not to feel this depressing atmosphere, "I thought you would dress up formally today."

"Formal?" Xiao Lige looked at his clothes in confusion, "Am I not formal? Isn't this something that was specially made for you?"

Leng Junmo was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he came to Xiao Lige with a smile on his face, "Is he the identity of a wife?"

"Leng, Jun, Mo!"

"Yeah, I'm here."

"You'd better die on the battlefield today. Whether as a wife or a husband, I will give you a good funeral." Xiao Lige looked at Leng Junmo with anger.

"I just hope that I will die..." Leng Junmo said softly in a tone, gently stroking Xiao Lige's hair scattered by his ears, his eyes full of love that could not be dispersed.

Seeing Leng Junmo like this, Xiao Lige suddenly became speechless. Are you looking forward to his death? Of course, will a person who violated you still hope to get married with him? But if this man really dies, will he be able to live a good life?

"You are hesitating." Leng Junmo smiled and poked Xiao Lige out.

"I……"

Leng Junmo did not give her a chance to speak, and realized that she had been forced to kiss again. Xiao Lige pushed Leng Junmo around her desperately.

"Okay, I won't mess with you anymore," Leng Junmo smiled and left Xiao Lige's lips, then leaned his head on her legs, "Let me lie down as reward. I didn't sleep all night last night. If I went to the battlefield like this, I would probably die there as you hoped."

For some reason, after hearing Leng Junmo's words, Xiao Lige couldn't push him away. He looked down at Leng Junmo on his legs. Xiao Lige's eyes flashed. He had to admit that such a man would not lack women, and even if he lacked arms and legs, he would not lack women.

"Leng Junmo."

"Hmm?" Leng Junmo replied softly, but his eyes were still closed.

"Why do you like me?"

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Leng Junmo still didn't open his eyes.

"Because I don't know where I am so charming, I want to ask you to let me see it." Xiao Lige shook his legs, and Leng Junmo's head trembled.

Leng Junmo seemed to be sleepy when he opened his eyes. Even though his head was shaking like a sieve, he insisted on sleeping. "Why do you like Mo Zifei? I don't know where he is so charming, so please let me see it."

"I'm asking you seriously, don't make trouble." Xiao Lige pinched Leng Junmo's nose in dissatisfaction, and then her hand was grabbed.

Leng Junmo slowly opened his eyes and looked straight at Xiao Lige, as if he was about to look into her eyes, "Do you think there is a reason to like it?"

Xiao Lige was stunned. Indeed, there is a reason for liking it, not because that person likes you, not because that person is so good to you, not because that person is so outstanding, not because that person is so outstanding. If you like it, you like it.

"Can you be safe now?" Leng Junmo then closed his eyes, held Xiao Lige's hand and stuffed it into his arms.

The weather today was so bad that Xiao Lige could hear the whistling wind outside in the carriage.

No one has ever been a hostage but enjoys the treatment of respecting guests. Unfortunately, this is how Xiao Lige is.

The soldiers of Aoan Villa looked at their owner helplessly because Leng Junmo was carefully holding Xiao Lige off the carriage. Now Xiao Lige looks like an empress dowager, saying that he feels very good at looking at all.

"Okay, just stay here." Leng Junmo waved his hand and called Taozi not far away, "Don't forget what I told you last night."

"Don't worry." Taozi nodded.

"Well," Leng Junmo turned his gaze on Xiao Lige again, "Today is the day I dominate, and tomorrow is the time when you are the queen."

"Mo Zifei is not a useless man, nor are the people around him." Xiao Lige looked at Leng Junmo lightly.

"You are doubting my ability." Leng Junmo smiled.

"No," Xiao Lige said lightly after seeing Leng Junmo's surprise look: "I'm just affirming Mo Zifei's ability."
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