After practicing several times, Bai Feng let go of Feng Lixiao's hand and whispered: "You try it yourself."

Although he was very nervous, Feng Lixiao still carefully wrote his name according to the stroke just now.

"Sister, sister, A Li wrote it." He raised the paper and looked at Bai Feng excitedly, with bright light in his eyes.

"Yeah." Bai Feng nodded slightly, but anyone could see that there was a rare tenderness on her face.

"Miss, the meeting is about to begin." The maid looked at the time, hesitated for a moment, and still reminded Bai Feng.

Bai Feng nodded, then looked down at Feng Lixiao, who was practicing his name seriously again, and said softly: "Ali, I'll go to the meeting first, you can continue practicing calligraphy."

Knowing that he was afraid of being alive, Bai Feng asked the other maids to leave the study room before going to the conference room. Anyway, there was nothing to make trouble in the study room.

But what she didn't know was that at the moment when the door was closed, the man who was still lowering his head and laughing at the writing was stunned. He put down his pen and raised his eyes. The silly aura on his face disappeared completely. His slender eyes looked at the safe, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

...

Late at night, a strong wind blew, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the Baifeng bedroom were lifted up. At the same time, a slender figure easily landed beside her bed.

Bai Feng in her sleep is always vigilant. When she feels a strange atmosphere, her slender eyelashes tremble slightly and she will wake up at any time.

But the next second, the figure bent down quickly and used a little harder on her neck. Her frown eyebrows quickly stretched out and her whole body continued to fall asleep.

The moonlight came in and sprinkled on the person who came, reflecting the clear side face, Feng Lixiao. But at this time, he was no longer stupid, and his handsome face was full of noble and coldness.

His dark eyes stared at Bai Feng's delicate little face for a long time, and the air seemed to have calmed down.

After a long time, he suddenly leaned over, his slender and fair fingers, as if he had no blood at all, slowly poked up her neck.

Under the moonlight, you can clearly see the veins on his hands and the blood vessels on her neck. As long as he exerts a little force, her fair neck will be broken, and her wise and bright eyes will never open.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Lixiao suddenly sneered, his voice was cold and playful. His cold fingers slowly moved from her neck to her cheek, as if he was depicting some exquisite work of art.

"I suddenly don't want to kill you anymore, but why do you have to be my sister?"

"I am twenty this year."

Release the fingers that touched her cheeks, Feng Lixiao slowly stood up.

The tall body blocked the light of the moonlight, and a shadow casted on Bai Feng's body.

He walked to the huge bookshelf opposite the bed, which contained history books, commercial books, and all kinds of books. Bai Feng liked collecting books very much, so her books were not only in the study, but also in the bedroom.

Feng Lixiao first took out a few history books from it and swept it, frowned sharply.

...

In the early morning, Bai Feng's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

After hesitating for less than half a second, she quickly opened her eyes and looked around. The curtains in the window were still blowing, but the entire bedroom was empty and there were no suspicious signs.

No, why did she feel suspicious last night? Bai Feng lowered her head and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!