Xia Weimian avoided the hand that Bei Mingsheng extended to her, and she walked out around Bei Mingsheng.
If Xia Weimian could go for a walk with him, Bei Mingsheng's mood was much better.
This time, Bei Mingsheng was following Xia Weimian, and when Xia Weimian walked out of the castle gate, no one stopped her.
Xia Weimian walked in the snow in a cloak and short boots. She was walking in the snow, looking around, as if looking at the scenery. In fact, she was counting how many probes there were around her.
Bei Mingsheng stood on the steps and looked at Xia Mi Mian. The girl's long hair was even darker in the white snow. The cloak on her body was scarlet, bringing out the white and delicate face to bring out the warm and moist texture like suet jade.
Bei Mingsheng remembers that Xia Weimian is only 18 years old in half a year. He will not take her forcibly. This time, facing Xia Weimian, Bei Mingsheng is very patient. He will wait slowly until Xia Weimian adapts to being in the castle. life.
When she became the canary in his palm and she couldn't go anywhere, she could only surrender to him and rely on him.
Sage Bei Ming plundered Xia Weimian not only to get her body, but also to get Xia Weimian's heart!
After Xia Weimian looked around, she didn't know if it was because of the snow that even the forest not far away became very quiet. Looking up, besides the castle, there was a large moat. Outside, it was ten. Hemlock trees a few meters high were guarded like guards, surrounding the castle.
Seeing that Xia Weimian was staring in a certain direction, Bei Ming Sheng held the snow beside the railing in his hand, holding it into a small ball and often threw it at Xia Weimian's feet.
With a sound of "pop!" Little Snowball hit Xia Weimian's feet. She was taken aback and raised her head to see a playful look on Bei Mingsheng's face.
Xia Weimian lowered her waist and grabbed a large mass of snow with both hands and threw it onto Bei Mingsheng's body. However, she was tightened by the snow, and the snow fell halfway and dispersed.
Bei Mingsheng laughed, grabbed another small ball of snow, tightened it in his hand and threw it to Xia Weixian.
Xia Weimian turned around immediately, and Xiao Xue Tuan smashed Xia Weimian's back without pain.
Xia Weimian was unhappy after being hit by Bei Mingsheng, and she had not succeeded in her previous blow, Xia Weimian immediately reached out and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground.
The housekeeper stood at the gate and looked at Bei Mingsheng who was having a snowball fight with Xia Mingsheng. He had served Bei Mingsheng for so many years, and it was the first time he saw Bei Mingsheng smile like this.
Bei Ming Sheng was in a very relaxed state because of Xia Wei Mian. He had never laughed so easily. Even for many years, the butler thought that Bei Ming Sheng had lost the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of ordinary people.
The snowball that Xia Weimian twisted finally dispersed without halfway. When Bei Mingsheng saw her throwing the snowball, he didn't hide, and the snowball hit his face.
"Papa!" With a sound of snowflakes falling from his neck, Xia Weimian saw a dazzling red mark on the cheekbones of Saint Bei Ming.
A small stone fell from the snowflakes, Xia Weimian saw it, and she said two words in her heart: It’s miserable...
When she caught the snow group just now, she hadn't noticed that a small pebble had been mixed into the snow. Bei Mingsheng would not think that she did it on purpose, did she
Xia Weimian stood in place holding the cloak in both hands. She was held here by the sage of Beiming, surrounded by people of the sage of Beiming. He could torture himself as much as he wanted.