Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
The murderous spirit was also gradually increasing by the proximity of the killer.
Cold rays of moonlight sprinkled in through the half-open windows.
The killer raised the big knife in his hand, the moonlight shone against the blade and reflected clear rays of light.
At the same time, Ye Qing Luo flipped over her body and stood up, the feather fan in her hand unfolded, drawing a slight whirlwind.
But her profound Qi was dissipated in the air as it drifted to the killer.
Ye Qing Luo frowned and stared vigilantly at the killer, ready to jump off the bed.
A palm sized hairball leaped in through the window, its bright tiger eyes made eye to eye contact with Ye Qing Luo.
The paw that was in the mid-air instantly froze.
The little body was unable to balance herself and fell out of the windowsill.
Before Ye Qing Luo had a chance to shout out, suddenly a familiar elegant sandalwood scent filled the air.
A strong muscular arm looped over Ye Qing Luo’s slim waist.
With a thud sound, that killer fell dead onto the ground.
Ye Qing Luo’s body was pressed onto the bed, a low and burning gasping voice called out at her ear: “Ah Luo, do you miss me?”
“Di Mo Xuan!” Ye Qing Luo pushed his chest with both her hands: “Get off me!”
Why did this man have to take advantage of her the moment he appeared?
This time he had directly pounced onto her on the bed.
What was he trying to do?
If someone pushed open the door at this time…
Gosh, there would be no way to clear her name!
Di Mo Xuan held Ye Qing Luo’s shoulders single handed, his other hand brushed her fringe on her forehead: “I miss you.”
“Miss your foot!” Didn’t we meet last night?” Ye Qing Luo was feeling frustrated.
The opening speech was always the same.
It was as if he really missed her.
“Ah Luo, you are in trouble.” Di Mo Xuan chuckled, his body shifted slightly and rested on the side of Ye Qing Luo’s body.
His arm straightened and leaned sideways, scooping Ye Qing Luo into his arms.
Ye Qing Luo’s head was pillowed on the man’s arm.
A warm touch came across her earlobe, a low husky voice followed: “Just two days after admission, conflicts with roommates, issues with faculty council…”
“Now, even the killers are activated, without a doubt it’s Ye Qing Luo’s doing.”
In the ear came a man’s low and deep laughter.
In the tone, you could hear a bit of pride.
“…….”
What was there to be proud of?
Ye Qing Luo felt that Di Mo Xuan and her were on different channels.
“Want me to help you solve these matters?” Di Mo Xuan stroked Ye Qing Luo’s hair with his fingers.
“I just want to focus on studying in school.” Ye Qing Luo rolled her eyes.
Him to solve?
Then her days in the school was really not going to be peaceful.
Ye Qing Luo snuggled in Di Mo Xuan’s arms and popped her head out, her gaze set onto the little hairball who was pretending to be asleep on the bed.
“Did you bring my Qi Qi out again?”
That little fur ball curled its tail and tightened the small body, continued to pretend sleeping.
Ye Qing Luo raised her eyebrow: “are you hiding something from me?”
Qi Qi curled up even tighter.
It could feel its owner’s eyes locked onto itself.
Qi Qi was afraid, opened its eyes cowardly and blinked profusely.
Ye Qing Luo was held on tightly by Di Mo Xuan and could hardly moved an inch, she could only used her eyes to ask: “Where have you been?”
Qi Qi shook its head and cast a glance at Di Mo Xuan.
The hand that held her waist suddenly gave it a squeeze.
Di Mo Xuan grabbed her into his arms again, blocking her sight: “This little tiger is growing better than small nine, so…. I borrow it out for a stroll.”
