1665 The Real World 25

Bei Yutang was shocked by this sudden attack, and the coquettish panting in her mouth stopped abruptly.

She lowered her head, and without warning, slammed into a pair of eyes that were as deep as ink. The dark eyes were like a deep pool, and like a dark abyss, she was continuously inhaled.

Bei Yutang was stunned and looked at him blankly.

Feng Lihen met her clear and bright eyes, as if he had seen such eyes before.

Her eyes are beautiful, even in the dark, they still shine.

Why, this woman feels so familiar to him.

At this moment, when a low voice came from outside the door, it awakened the two of them from the strange vortex.

"What are you doing standing here? Is there something wrong?"

A black shadow fell from the wall and landed firmly in front of the door. Seeing the killer, when he was about to push the door and enter, Bei Yutang responded quickly, and immediately let out a long and happy male voice.

"Um, ah!!!"

The killer who had just opened his mouth to speak had a slight look on his face, and looked at the person who had been standing outside the house just now with a suspicious look.

At this moment, the woman's delicate voice came to mind again in the room, "Xianggong, you, you are too brave today."

Just as Bei Yutang was about to reply in a male voice, Feng Lihen, who was beside him, spoke up, "Miss, I am also very enthusiastic today. My husband likes it."

As soon as Bei Yutang heard this, her eyes widened and stared at him.

I'll go alone, this guy is really... scaring people to death.

However, his ventriloquism is very similar.

Feng Lihen pulled out a faint smile at her weakly.

Bei Yutang turned her head in embarrassment and looked at the people outside. Seeing that the two of them were still there, she couldn't help but swear.

Damn it, it's addicting to listen to it in the corner, isn't it?

Both of them paid attention to every move outside, worried that the two would suddenly break in.

Just then, there was a sound of the door opening from the next room.

Xiao Mo'er rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room.

When Bei Yutang heard the sound of the door opening, her heart jumped into her throat. She was already ready to fight, as long as they dared to attack kid Mo, no matter whether it was their opponent or not, they would stand with them to the end.

When Xiao Moer opened the door, the two killers who had been standing outside the door finally moved and turned to leave.

This day, Bei Yutang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon I heard Xiao Mo'er's soft and glutinous voice from outside the house, "Mother."

Bei Yutang didn't know if they had left, or was watching secretly, and said cautiously, "Mo'er, did you have a nightmare?"

The boy Mo rubbed his eyes and paused for a moment, and when he was about to speak, he heard Bei Yutang continue: "Honey, go back to sleep quickly."

A faint light flashed in the dark and bright eyes of the boy, and he cooperated obediently: "Well."

Bei Yutang breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Xiao Mo'er enter the room.

The murderer outside has left. Out of an abundance of caution, neither of the two in the room moved. It took a long time to make sure that they really left before relaxing.

Bei Yutang sat up and looked at the person on the bed.

Feng Lihen lay weakly on the bed, looking up at the woman above.

looking at each other.

Bei Yutang looked at him, looking at his deep eyes, that familiar feeling came to his heart again.

"Have we met?"

"Have we met?"

The two asked in unison.