C9 The best memories

"Young Master, this." Mo Yuan quickly brought a plate of food over and passed it to Leng Xiao, wanting him to deliver the meal to the young master himself. Seeing their cold relationship, occasionally creating opportunities, it was still something he needed to do.

"Send it in." Shaking his head, Leng Xiao turned around and returned to his study.

Mo Yuan did not insist. He walked into Leng Xinhao's room and placed the food on the table beside him.

"Young Master, here's your dinner."

"Let's go out, I'll come back later to collect them."

Leng Xinhao looked at Mo Yuan closing the door, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. He slowly chewed and bit down, and his little eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

It was unpalatable and tasted like chewing wax. The originally delicious and juicy beef was now in his mouth, but there was no taste to be tasted at all. It was difficult to swallow.

After barely swallowing the beef and looking at the steaming dishes on the table, Leng Xinhao had no intention of eating again. He put down the chopsticks and pressed the bell in the servants' room to let them take away the food while he climbed onto the bed.

Leng Xinhao laid on the bed, with his hands on the pillow and his head on his hands. He stared blankly at the rising moon outside the window.

I really want to eat the leek box, tender yellow eggs, green oily leek, sweet and delicious. But that woman...

"Phew …" Taking a deep breath, Lan Shiling leaned against a tree by the roadside and looked up at the dark gray sky.

Night slowly descended. The cool wind blew away the dust in the air and the green leaves on the trees, but it couldn't blow away the indescribable frustration in Lan Shi Ling's heart.

She didn't want to go back to that house right now. Zhang Hai was there. If he went back, he would be facing his drunk face and the hand that was reaching for the money.

Did that Cold Owl know him? Why didn't he have the slightest impression of her? Was she a friend from six years ago or an enemy?

Thinking of the words that Leng Xiao had said to humiliate him after seeing him, looking at him with disdain, contempt, and even some hatred … Lan Shi Ling shook her head as she tried to recall the part of her memory that she had lost.

Since he opened his eyes six years ago, all he could think of was names. No history, no past. There was Zhang Hai, who claimed to be his brother, standing in front of the bed.

Without any doubt or hesitation, he was like a newborn baby, firmly remembering the person he first met and becoming his family.

He just didn't expect to find out that his brother was such a drunkard and gambler. And this family was supported by her.

"Why are you still here?" Just as Lan Shiling was about to lift her foot and leave this land of wealth, a piercing sound pierced her heart. Anger and iciness sent chills down one's spine.

Leng Xiao sat in his study, staring at the computer screen.

In the picture above, the young Leng Xiao was hugging a woman with a smile. The two of them were hugging each other, very, very happily. Their laughter was comparable to the light of the sun in the sky, comparable to the fresh grass on the ground, comparable to the vast blue sky of Shanghai.

"Hehe, come chase me, chase me!" Holding the flowers, she lightly scratched Leng Xiao's nose, then mischievously jumped out of his embrace, waving at Leng Xiao who was standing a certain distance away. He was doing something that no one in the legion dared to do.

"Alright, you're getting bolder and bolder!" Leng Xiao pretended to be angry and rushed forward. With just a few steps, he had already caught up to her.

He put his arms around her waist and moved his hands over her, causing the girl to unconsciously twist her body to avoid his big hands. She was laughing joyfully and letting out a laughter that was like silver bells.

"Owl..." I don't dare anymore. Next time … I really don't dare to. Alright … It's so itchy, I don't want it anymore. " The girl dodged Leng Xiao's hands. However, a woman's strength was inferior to a man's, so it was impossible for her to break free. His large eyes stared at Leng Xiao in a wronged manner as he blinked, accusing him of his "evil deeds".

"You … "You bullied me!"

Leng Xiao looked at his cute and adorable girlfriend. His thick eyelashes trembled, and his white teeth bit down on his rosy lips. Although it was just an act, it looked so pitiful that it touched his heart.

Lowering her head, she gently held her lips. The girl whimpered like a little puppy, her sensitive body losing its strength. She leaned on Leng Xiao's chest, allowing him to call for her.

She pried open her small lips, invading like an invading fortress, greedily sweeping through every part of her mouth, tempting the shy tongue hidden inside, entangling themselves together, sucking on each other, exchanging their faith.

His hands caressed his girlfriend's waist, moving up and down the waist line, feeling the warmth of his girlfriend, enjoying the sweetness between a couple.

After a long while, Leng Xiao let go of his girlfriend, who was on the verge of losing her breath. He looked down to see her relaxing his breathing, leaning against his chest, closing her eyes and hugging his waist.

"Xiao, thank you for your love. I feel so happy. " Leng Xiao tightly embraced her and lightly kissed the top of her head.

"You have given me love, and I am very happy."

Happiness is both sides, two people in the bright sun embrace, as if all the happiness in the world gathered around them.

It was as if there was nothing in the world that would trouble them, except that now everything was gone, no love, no sweet talk, it was over between them. This happiness lasted for too little, too little, and soon after Leng Xiao enjoyed it, it was over.

The temperature in the air plummeted, the two hands on the table clenched into fists, veins popping out. Leng Xiao's eyes were filled with rage, as if the oxygen in the air was disappearing, causing him to feel extremely annoyed.

He didn't want to see that dazzling photo again, didn't want to stay in this narrow space any longer. Leng Xiao suddenly stood up, picked up a coat at the side, and quickly walked out.

"Mo Yuan, I'm going out for a while."

Lan Shi Ling was shocked. She didn't expect that she would run into this person who had taken her for a ride only to send Leng Xinhao home.

Leng Xiao, on the other hand, was extremely irritated and wanted to calm down in the cool breeze. However, he didn't expect that outside of his house, he would discover the source of his irritation, this damnable woman.

"You still dare to appear here?" In a few steps, Leng Xiao walked over and grabbed Lan Shiling by the collar. The fire in his eyes was so strong that it would have made her look like a man on fire.

"I... I send cold... "Leng Xinhao is coming home." With the difference in height, Leng Xiao grabbed her by the collar and tightly strangled her neck, making her feel very uncomfortable and unable to breathe smoothly. Lan Shi Ling grabbed Leng Xiao's hand and tried to pry it away with all her might, but it was to no avail.

"Put..." "Go, let go of me, okay …" "It feels so bad!"