C187 White and Fat

Before Xiao Qinghan could say anything, Ling Muxue looked at him and said, "If you don't mind, I can play it for you!"

With that, Xiao Qinghan lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was surprised and confused at the same time, as if there were other emotions in his life.

"You want to play for me?"

"Are you afraid that I won't play well?"

Xiao Qinghan reached out and stroked her soft hair that was as soft as seaweed. His thin and cold lips curled up into a faint smile. "I'm glad that you're willing to play it for me personally."

Everyone in the manor knew that Xiao Qinghan had a very high taste in music. The sound of the zither had to be elegant and flowing, cleansing the eardrums. If one was not careful enough, he would directly order them to disable their hands and possibly play for the rest of their lives.

The former pianist, on the other hand, had a very good taste for Xiao Qinghan.

Ling Muxue got up from his body and walked towards the golden and gorgeous piano. Xiao Qinghan looked at her slender and beautiful back with infatuation and his bright eyes flashed with thousands of emotions.

It had been a long time since he had last heard her play the piano.

Ling Muxue walked over and sat down on the stool. She slowly reached out and opened the lid of the piano. Her eyes carefully scanned the black and white keys, but she did not notice anything out of the ordinary. Could it be that she understood wrongly?

Then her fingers moved slowly on the keys, and suddenly her fingers seemed to be resting on something. She glanced at it, and saw that a tiny tip of paper was faintly visible, so that it was impossible to see it without looking at it closely.

Her eyes became serious. She casually played on the piano keys and slipped the piece of paper into her sleeve. She turned her head and asked indifferently, "What song do you want to hear?"

Jon replied, "The young master prefers Chopin's' Night Song '."

"OK, no problem!"

Although it had been a long time since he had touched the piano, he was able to quickly regain his senses after a few casual attempts.

The tune was soft and quiet, quiet and quiet, with a touch of contemplation in it. Although it had not reached the highest level of perfection, it was still played smoothly and perfectly, and the syllables were in perfect order, and there was no mistake.

After lunch, Xiao Qinghan went to the study to handle some matters. Ling Muxue was in the bedroom, and her orders were to follow her servant out. After observing Ling Muxue's behavior for a few days, he figured that she would not do anything extreme, so he relaxed his guard on her.

Sitting at the dresser, he opened a drawer and took out his small flashlight. He shone the light on the scrap of paper so that he could see it more clearly.

It read: Xiao Qinghan will leave the manor in three days. You find a way to get rid of the people who are watching you, and then someone will contact you. You are not allowed to carry a phone, and your phone has a locator, so there is only one chance to remember you.

After reading it, he walked into the bathroom and threw the paper into the toilet.

Three days, there were still three days. She didn't even know if she would live or die after three days. She had to be on guard against Rorai, so she had to carry a defensive weapon with her.

But what would she use as her self-defense weapon? Right now, she couldn't even touch an ordinary knife, let alone hide it on her body.

She paced back and forth in the bedroom, frowning as she thought about it. No matter how much she thought about it, the safest weapon was still a gun, but Xiao Qinghan kept her so strictly that it was impossible for her to get it.

While she was lost in her thoughts, she did not realize that there was another person in the room. Suddenly, she felt a burning hot aura rushing towards her, and her waist was bound. Ling Muxue's body trembled and she was shocked. She turned her head and saw that the person was a hybrid with an evil and handsome face. His eyes were as cold as ice, and they were extremely gentle.

Because Ling Muxue's back was facing him, he did not notice the worry on her face.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you so lost in your thoughts?" She spoke softly. Her deep and hoarse voice was filled with bewitchment. If one was not careful enough, they would be unable to extricate themselves from it.

Ling Muxue restrained herself and turned her head around. Her long eyelashes fluttered under the crystal light. She curled her lips and smiled. "It's nothing! I just want to stand for a while to digest the food I just ate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Qinghan bent down and picked her up horizontally. Ling Muxue was stunned. She did not expect his sudden movement at all. Subconsciously, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Xiao Qinghan placed her on the big bed and leaned against it. The light in his dark eyes reflected a sense of tenderness. He then leaned against Ling Muxue and reached out to hug her in his arms. His hands covered her lower abdomen. "Look at how thin you are. It is time for you to put on some weight. After eating, you should lie down and grow more on your body. When it tastes the best, you should go to sleep. When you're asleep, you should eat!"

Ling Muxue leaned against him with her head comfortably in his arms, so she could not see the deep affection in his eyes.

"Do you think I'm a pig?! If I eat then I sleep! If I sleep, then I eat!" Ling Muxue said with some dissatisfaction. In fact, she cared a lot about her figure. She did not want to put on weight.

Xiao Qinghan put a big palm next to her ear and put a little more force into it. He lowered his head and could not hide the gentleness in his eyes. "You're my little sow, and I want to raise you white and fat."

"I'm a sow, and you are a male pig!" Ling Muxue naturally followed his words and blurted out.

"If you are a sow, I am willing to be a male pig! So you have to use your potential as a little sow to give birth to more children."

Children! These two words were like a sharp needle stabbing into her heart. Her expression suddenly changed. If that child hadn't passed away, he would be almost four years old, four years old! She could have imagined that he would have been a beautiful child, but she had done the most cruel thing, taken the child's life. She hated herself, and even if they had done anything wrong, the child was innocent.

Her heart ached, as if a hand had torn it apart. Her glassy eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and under the light of the crystal lamp, they shone with a beautiful light that reflected into Xiao Qinghan's eyes.

Xiao Qinghan's heart tightened. At that moment, he felt as if he had seen something that he had always wanted to see in her eyes.

The tears rolled down her cheeks without any warning. Feeling the wetness at the corner of her eyes, Ling Muxue suddenly realized what was going on. She turned over abruptly and lay on the bed. She said in a hurry, "I want to rest!"

She leaned on her side, her head buried in the pillow, and she could not stop the tears, but she held them back with a great effort, because she could feel that the people behind her had not left, and that they were looking at her with their complicated eyes.

After a long while, Ling Muxue felt an inexplicable sense of comfort approaching her. Then, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her slender waist.