547 “After Fast Traveling and Sleeping with the Villain” World Eleven, the Fiancé of the Fake Daughter (67)

Xue Xue thought he would be taken to the prison room.

That’s where she met Mu Rong.

However, unexpectedly, Zhu Xu finally took her to the top room of the seventh hall.

It has a very similar layout and completely different design to the place where Xue Xue woke up after having sex with Mu Rong for the first time. The whole place is mainly gray, without expensive furniture, luxurious handicrafts and grandeur built with money. It looks like a place where a single man lives.

Full of life.

“I thought your boss was already waiting for me.” After Xue Xue stepped into the room, he turned around and saw Zhu Xu still standing there.”Aren’t you coming in?”

she asked doubtfully.

The man shook his head.

“Outsiders are never allowed to enter the boss’s room.” He explained: “The entire seventh building is the boss’s private residence, but only this room is the living room.”

Xue Xue understood.

“Then I…”

She originally wanted to say that she could wait outside.

“The boss asked me to bring you here.” Zhu Xu quickly waved his hand.”Because Miss Yili just came over…”

The man who realized what he said was wrong hurriedly shut up, so much so that he almost bit his tongue.

However, it was too late, Xue Xue had already heard the familiar name.

“Iri?”

With a raised brow, Xue Xue stared at Zhu Xu.

Zhu Xu was most afraid of the other party showing such a look.

He has never been good at dealing with women, and he would feel guilty and uneasy even if he told a little white lie. For this, Zhu Feng teased him more than once, saying that Zhu Xu was an antique living in the 21st century.

Facing the panicked man, Xue Xue decided to let him go temporarily.

“Forget it.” She shrugged.”I’ll just ask Mu Rong later.”

Xue Xue entered Mu Rong’s room.

After Zhu Xu left, the door was also closed.

The familiar light sandalwood fragrance lingered in her nose, gradually relaxing her tense nerves.

This is where Mu Rong lived.

Keep his reassuring aura.

After Xue Xue looked around the overall environment, his eyes fell on one of the corners.

The drawn curtains blocked most of the outdoor light, making the room look dim. Xue Xue had no intention of turning on the lights, but walked straight to a wooden table next to the window.

The tabletop was clean, with only a diary carefully wrapped in blue leather placed on it.

Gently stroking the cover covered with traces of time with his fingertips, Xue Xue was curious, but had no desire to open it and take a look.

However, when she turned around, her arm accidentally hit the notebook.

A photo fell out from inside.

Xue Xue knelt down and picked it up, only to realize that the photo showed him falling asleep in the car.

It should be the day we go to Daqiu Mountain.

I actually slept until my saliva drooled out.

Xue Xue thought funnyly, turning the photo over at the same time.

“I never expected redemption.”

“Until I met redemption.”

“It turns out that it was not light, but the fire of life.”

Mu Rong was stunned after pushing open the door to the room.

The curtains were drawn.

The sun is shining brightly, and even though winter has not passed, it still embraces the earth warmly.

And the person he had been waiting for for a long time was sitting at the table.

The soft light and shadow coated Xue Xuejiao’s side face with a layer of hairy gold. Her eyelashes fluttered and her eyelids were drooped. A pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes were staring intently at the photo in her hand. A gentle smile oozed from the corners of her slightly raised mouth, like honey lemon juice in summer or sweet red bean glutinous rice balls in winter. It is an existence that makes people feel happy just by looking at it.

Mu Rong stared blankly, as if it was a beautiful scene that could only appear in dreams.

The scene that saved him from darkness and pain countless times suddenly appeared before his eyes, which only made people wonder whether this was a imaginary fantasy or a reality that was within reach.

Xue Xue seemed to feel something and looked back.

Mu Rong believed that he would never forget this scene in his lifetime.

From birth to death, even if he is trapped in reincarnation, the past disappears in the blink of an eye. When Xue Xue looks at himself, the feeling of trembling in his soul will be engraved in his body forever, becoming an instinct that cannot be let go.

“You’ve lost weight.”

This was the first sentence Xue Xue and Mu Rong said.

She remained sitting at the table and just watched Mu Rong walking towards her.

The man’s eyebrows are still handsome, but his cheeks have lost most of their weight, which makes his cheekbones stand out and make his lines look sharper. His whole person has a sharp-edged handsomeness, which is different from the coldness and alienation in the past, and is full of aggression.

Especially those smoky gray eyes.

Like a wolf.

Hunting, fighting, fighting outside, and finally returning to the lair with victory, relieved of fatigue.

He slowly squatted down in front of Xue Xue.

Their eyes met each other, and their gazes seemed to be entangled with chains, cuffing each other’s future.

Xue Xue held his face.

“Is it over?” she asked.”All.”

Mu Rong responded softly.

So Xue Xue smiled.

She leaned forward and placed a kiss on the man’s forehead.

“Thank you for your hard work.”