Attack of the Adorable Kid

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When the old man asked them to enter the room, he pointed to one of the rooms. "That's my son's room. He works outside. You stay in his room for one night!"

Ling Hui pinched his lips, "Is there two rooms?"

"The other rooms were not cleaned, they were all gray, and the beds were probably unusable."

Ling Hui looked at Tang Xi, and Tang Xi also looked at Ling Hui. After looking at each other for a few seconds, Tang Xi opened his mouth first. "Rest assured, I won't treat you."

Ling Hui glanced at him, "Who is afraid of you."

She stepped into the room first.

Tangxi came in behind him. He stood at the door, tall, almost blocking most of the light, and his face was almost hidden in the shadows.

Ling Hui knew he was not in a good mood when he came to Cangshan, and tried not to provoke him.

After finishing the bunk bed, she took a book out of her bag and placed it in the middle.

Tangxi was teased by the naive act of Ling Hui.

Seeing that his somber face finally had a smile, Ling Hui's red lips slightly hooked, "I'm still used to the way you laugh."

"I'll ask Uncle if there is hot water. Your clothes are so wet. Change your clothes first!"

The spirit emblem walked out of the room.

I found the old man in the kitchen. The old man was absently burning the water in the pot. When he saw the spirit emblem coming, he asked, "Girl, are you from the city?

"Yes."

"Aren't you here to jump off the cliff?"

"of course not."

The old man got up, "I'm a bit uncomfortable. You can wash it with water and sleep!"

Ling Hui looked at the old man who left, always felt weird.

The old man's house is still an old-fashioned stove and needs firewood.

Ling Hui has never seen such a thing. She felt novel and sat on the small bench and stuffed the firewood into the stove.

The fire was almost gone.

The spirit emblem blew air into the stove, a burst of smoke came out, and the spirit emblem kept coughing.

After changing clothes, Tang Xi, seeing the appearance of the Ling Hui, strode over and pulled her up.

"Too much firewood."

Tangxi took out the extra firewood, and then plucked it into the stove with a pair of tongs. After a while, the fire in the stove rekindled.

Ling Hui raised his hand and wiped his nose. "You're pretty good!"

"It's the princess who doesn't eat fireworks on earth." Tangxi stood up and saw the firewood ash on the tip of Ling Hui's pretty nose. He raised his long bone fingers and wiped her.

His sudden move made the Ling Hui linger for a few seconds.

He changed to a black V-neck shirt, tied in a pair of cropped trousers, and appeared to be tall, with long legs and messy hair on his forehead. Her face missed her heartbeat.

She raised her hand and touched her nose. But before he touched him, he pinched his fingers. "Your hands are dirty."

Ling Hui's face was hot, and he pulled his fingers back from his big palm.

"Since you can burn fire, I'll leave it to you." Ling Hui ran away.

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The two simply washed their faces and returned to the room one after the other.

As soon as I went in, it was dark all around.

The Ling Hui was startled, and an arm was crouched around his waist. "Don't be afraid, there is a power outage."

Ling Hui put his hands on his chest to prevent the two from getting too close, but he could still feel the temperature and firmness of his texture through a layer of shirt fabric.

She wasn't a shy person, but such a dark night, he was slammed into his arms, his heart rate could not help speeding up.

Ling Hui intends to withdraw from his arms, but he did not expect that he clasped her palms around her waist, intensifying his strength.

"Let me hug for a while."

His voice rang from above her head, with a slight burnout.

Ling Hui forcibly retreated from his arms, walked to the bed by touching the dark, "I just cooperated with you to check the events of that year, and didn't promise to make peace with you. Did you forget that you already dumped me?"

In the dark, Tangxi didn't speak.

Ling Hui didn't bother to care about him. She was not a clay figure. Although she came to him, she did not want to be with him.

Purely trying to figure out what happened that year.

After about a minute, Ling Hui heard footsteps, and the man turned and left the room.

Uphill, downhill, tired for a day, Ling Hui was exhausted.

Closing her eyes, she intends to fall asleep.

Somehow, I thought of a scene where the old man was scared when he saw Tang Xi.

Tang Xi was not scary. It stands to reason that the old man should not be scared when he first saw him!

Ling Hui always felt that she had overlooked something. She rolled over on the bed. Although she was tired, she didn't have any drowsiness in her mind.

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Tangxi was outside, and the heavy rain continued.

Tang Xi's long body leaned against the wall, biting a cigarette in his thin lips, and lighting the playing lighter with his fingertips.

The thought in his mind was that the old man was shocked to see him.

This house is not far from Cangshan. Before he entered the house and saw the hunting tools hanging on the wall, it seems that he used to hunt for a living.

To find the prey, he had to go into the mountains. He saw his first reaction was panic, and he looked like his mother. Is it possible that he had seen his mother?

Tangxi squeezed the long finger of the cigarette slightly.

Thinking of this possibility, Tangxi immediately entered the room.

Unexpectedly, the emblem of the spirit was also blackened out. There was a power outage in the room and no one could see each other. As soon as he entered the room, the two bumped into each other.

Ling Hui took a few steps back, and the moment she was about to fall, Tangxi reached out and held her.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

Ling Hui grabbed his arm and told him what he thought, "Did you say that it was possible for the old man to have seen your mother?"

Tangxi froze for a moment.

I did not expect the Ling Hui to think of him in one place.

"Go back to the room first and watch the uncle's movements secretly."

Ling Hui hummed.

In the middle of the night, Ling Hui and Tang Xi heard the movement in the room where the old man lived. They walked to the door and looked out quietly.

I saw the old man opened the door, walked out with a flashlight, and took a black bag in the other hand.

The old man stepped out of the door.

"Are we going to follow up and see?" Ling Hui asked.

"I'll go and see, you're in the room."

When Ling Hui saw him going out, he grabbed his big hand, "I want to go too."

Tangxi was silent for a few seconds. "Okay."

Ling Hui wanted to withdraw his hand, but Tang Xi clung tightly.

"What are you doing, let me go."

"I didn't let my hands pull?" He was very close to her. When he was talking, the clear masculinity sprinkled, which made her a little bit itchy. Fortunately, there was a power outage. He could not see her expression, otherwise, her blushing look He will definitely be seen again.

"Tangxi, I reiterate once again that you dumped me, at the beginning, let me leave your world. Even if you regret it now, I will not give you another chance." She hummed and shook off his Hand, go out first.

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