Ye Sijue had never wanted to see someone's face so much, so even though he knew it might disturb her, he still reached out and took away the book covering her little face.
Mo Xiaomeng was indeed disturbed, her long and curled eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.
Ye Sijue sat down on the spot and looked at her, his eyes unblinking, as if waiting for the butterfly to fly.
However, Mo Xiaomeng just moved her expression and continued to sleep.
Ye Sijue put his hands on the floor and realized that the floor was a little cold.
Looking again, this little thing was lying directly on the floor without any carpet or anything underneath.
He frowned.
It's easy to catch a cold.
He only thought for a moment before he stretched out his arms and hugged her gently without even realizing it.
Mo Xiaomeng felt a little uncomfortable because of being moved, so she moved around in his arms like a kitten, then turned over to face his chest, clenched it with her little hands, and buried her face in his arms.
As if he had finally found a comfortable position, he just stayed there.
Yesi Jue lowered his head and looked deeply at her fair cheeks, so tender that it made people want to kiss her.
He suddenly remembered the touch of her cherry lips, so soft and more delicious than any sweet he had ever tasted.
When Ye Sijue walked out of the study room with Mo Xiaomeng in his arms, a girl walked up to him and shouted to him enthusiastically, "Brother Sijue!"
As soon as Yang Zixuan saw the person in his arms, her face fell.
"Why do you want to hug her? Doesn't she have any feet to walk on her own?"
Ye Sijue shushed her and signaled her to be quiet.
Yang Zixuan pouted dissatisfiedly, but she didn't dare to disobey his order, so she could only hold back and remain silent for the time being.
Seeing him walking towards the guest room with the person in his arms, she followed him.
Ye Sijue carried Mo Xiaomeng to the room, put her gently on the bed, let her lie down, and covered her with a quilt. But he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he bent down and stared deeply at Mo Xiaomeng's face for a while.
Yang Zixuan was very dissatisfied with this ambiguous and warm atmosphere and couldn't help but break it loudly.
"What are you doing… "
Yesijue turned around and glanced at her.
Yang Zixuan bit her lower lip, looking aggrieved. She couldn't help but look at Mo Xiaomeng who was lying on the bed, her eyes full of jealousy towards this person.
Ye Sijue then straightened up and motioned her to come out with him with his eyes.
Wait until the door closes.
Then he asked, "Why are you here again?"
Yang Zixuan pouted her little lips and said with a coy voice, "Can't I come? Brother Si Jue, don't you welcome me?"
"No." Yesijue replied quietly.
Yang Zixuan happily came up and hugged his arm and said, "Let me tell you, starting from today, I will temporarily move here for a while. Are you happy?"
Yesijue frowned, "Move here? Why?"
"Because... my parents were away from home, so there was no one at home to take care of me, so I told my parents to let me stay at Aunt Pei's house for a while, and Aunt Pei agreed!"
Yang Zixuan opened her eyes and told lies.
Not to mention that her parents didn't actually travel far away, just to accompany her. Even if her parents were really not at home, there were still many servants at home who could take good care of her.
Ye Sijue didn't pursue the matter further because he didn't care at all.
The night residence is so big, and there are many family friends in this wealthy circle. It is common for one or two people to live here occasionally.
(End of chapter)