Chapter 72: I Come From... Skogstad's Fairy Tale

  Di Liang carefully pulled out his arm that had been under her for a night, took the quilt to cover her well and incidentally covered her tempting legs.

  As he withdrew his arm, Xiao Fengxue's eyelashes trembled slightly and opened her eyes, which were blurry and confused, with clear black and white pupils, just like the eyes of a newborn baby.

  Seeing her wake up, Emperor Liang Xun leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips, "Good morning."

  "Good morning." Her voice was a little hoarse after just waking up.

  He saw this and walked over to pour a glass of water for her to sit up and take a few sips.

  She watched him finish drinking and then took over the cup and put it on the bedside table, saying, "I'm leaving."

  "Uh-huh, bye-bye."

  After a simple conversation, Emperor Liang Xun left from the balcony, Xiao Fengxue continued to lie back in her bed, wrapping herself tightly with the quilt, feeling his lingering warmth.

  She was held by him all night, her body temperature returned to normal human body temperature, but she knew that as soon as he left, the warmth on her would quickly fade away.

  She curled up on the bed, her hands clasped around her knees in a tight ball, feeling the warmth of her own body, and slowly pulled out a pale smile.

  How long has it been since her body had such a temperature...

  Di Liang Xun, who had just left, looked at the message in his hand, and his eyes began to turn dark and cold...

  "Immediately send someone to harass the Bradley family's business and call Julia to China, just say I want to see her."

  Julia is what Xiao Fengxue wants, the most he can do is to bring her back home, so that his little wild cat doesn't have to run so far for a toy, but letting off the Bradley family like this really isn't his style.

  He even dares to hire a hitman to kill his wife, what a wonderful guy!

  The morning light is faint, and the autumn wind is cool.

  That day, Qingying unexpectedly welcomed a new transfer student.

  On the podium of Class A, Grade One, the girl was wearing a light yellow puffy princess dress. The specially-made trumpet-shaped sleeves and collar were surrounded by a layer of white lace. Her golden curly hair was tied into two ponytails. Her bright blue eyes were clear and captivating, smiling sweetly with two dimples on either side.

  The eyes of all the classmates were attracted, and such a beautiful and delicate little girl was really seen for the first time. Especially the two sweet dimples, which instantly melted many boys and girls. Secondly, they were surprised by her age, obviously a 13 or 14-year-old little girl, who actually appeared in a freshman classroom.

  "Hello everyone, my Chinese name is Xia Zihuang, you can call me Zihuang. I have half Chinese and half British ancestry, grew up in the UK, and my Chinese isn't very good so please forgive me. From now on we are classmates, I hope to get along well with all of you brothers and sisters."

  The girl's soft voice was filled with kindness, and the classmates under the podium were all moved, one after another showing her friendly smiles.

  In the corner, by the window seat, a young man in a white shirt, with golden hair fluttering, his skin as white as jade, his eyebrows and eyes like a painting, looked like a prince imprisoned in a magnificent cage, his whole body exuding an aura of melancholy that was heart-wrenching.

  He was the only one who did not fix his eyes on the podium.

  His eyes were always on the sheet music in his hand, and from time to time, he would use a pencil to mark it with a few strokes.

  "Zi Huan is a special case, admitted due to her exceptional grades. She's a bit young, so I hope you all can take care of her in your daily interactions." The teacher said gently, dispelling the doubts in everyone's minds. She turned to the girl beside her and smiled, "You can choose a seat for yourself now."

  "Uh-huh." The girl nodded obediently, her sweet smile still plastered on her face, which greatly improved the teacher's impression of her.

  She carried a pretty skirt, ignoring the glances of her classmates hinting at her to sit next to them, and slowly, quietly walked to this quiet corner isolated by the crowd.

  A pair of white flat shoes and a lace-trimmed skirt appeared before him, the boy's hand paused, looked up, and a pair of blue eyes like the ocean entered his line of sight.

  Those were a pair of eyes that would only appear when he was dreaming at midnight!

  He stared blankly ahead, the pen slipping from his hand and falling to the ground with a faint sound.

  The girl held out her hand to him, a lace-trimmed cuff, and only a few small white fingers were visible.

  She smiled and narrowed her eyes, sweet and white without a speck of dust, like an angel, soft voice like soft feathers, stroking his heart, breaking through all his calmness.

  "She said: 'Hello, I will be your new deskmate, my Chinese name is Xia Zihan.'"

  "My English name is... Miloko Straka."

  "I come from... Sagittarius' fairy tale."

  "I like white roses just like you."

  The camphor tree leaves outside the window fell quietly, and the pencils on the floor stopped rolling, lying quietly in the corner.

  The wheels that had stopped turning for eight years started rotating again...

  At noon, in the private room of the cafeteria.

  Di Liangxun pulled Xiao Fengxue into his private room and sat her on his lap, his chin resting on her shoulder, intimate and affectionate.

  After last night, the two of them have become more and more in sync with these intimate movements.

  "What would you like to eat?" He picked up the menu on the table and put it in Xiao Fengxue's arms for her to see.

  "Don't worry for now, Mi Luoke will come again later."

  Di Liang Xun Mo was a bit displeased in his heart, would there be another pop-up later?

  Unintentionally sweeping past the seat where Yang Jiang had sat last time, his eyes dimmed and a fierce flame surged up.

  "Don't have dinner with other men from now on."

  "Huh?" She didn't understand what he was saying for a moment.

  As his eyes wandered over there, the stool seemed to be the one Jiang sat on yesterday.

  Look at his face turning black like this, won't he be eating vinegar?

  "Jiang Jiang is not a man, he's still just a little boy." She reminded him with a suppressed smile.

  "He is male."

  Xiao Feng Xue lowered her head to look at the menu, she found that his thinking was indeed...

  In short, it's beyond her comprehension as an ordinary person.

  Di Liang Xun also realized that his reaction was a bit excessive, and he quickly explained, "Especially in the private room, with just one man and one woman, if the other person has ulterior motives, it's easy to get into trouble."

  Xiao Fengxue almost choked on her saliva at the words, and really wanted to ask Dark Emperor, who was the one with ulterior motives?

  "Are you eating vinegar?"

  His thoughts were seen through, Di Liang's face turned red, his eyes darting around like a shy big boy, all the profundity and aloofness had disappeared.

  It's been a long time since I've seen him blush, it seems like this guy's face is getting thicker and thicker.

  I remember when we first met, his ears would turn red just from a light touch on the lips. What about now? Where did that innocent boy go?

  Every time she saw him blush, she wanted to pinch him a few times, and today she finally got her wish.

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  Thank you Xia Ziyan for the reward of 200 coins, little Ziyan is great!