Chapter 300 (1/2)

At this moment, Luo Yang had only one thought in his heart.

She's going to get the ring back!

Put on the thick and warm down jacket, Luoyang rushed out of the door like a gust of wind.

In the next room with the door closed, there was no light in the crack of the door. I didn't know whether the canonization was asleep or not in the room.

In the consecrated bedroom, the heating was not even turned on.

The curtain was dark and cold at night.

He leaned against the door frame of the French window, and his feet were covered with cigar heads on the ground. He couldn't count how many cigars he smoked.

There was a cigar between his slender fingers, and the only light in the dark bedroom came from the spark of the cigar in his hand.

Feng Sheng's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark eyes as deep as an ancient well looked into the distance.

He stood motionless and watched without smoking a cigar. Judging from the slightly stiff movement of his reclining chair on the door, he had been standing for a long time.

Fengsheng stood like a sculpture, like frozen cold eyes, but suddenly there was a slight fluctuation.

He saw a white ball moving in the vast expanse of snow.

When he looked carefully, his cold eyes were suddenly stunned.

The figure running on the snow in the back garden in a white down jacket is not the little thing he is no longer familiar with and held in his arms all night.

Under the moonlight and snow, he can see everything on the snow clearly without additional light.

After Luo Yangyang ran to the approximate position where the ring might fall, he stopped, bent over and lowered his head, and looked at it carefully in the snow.

Fortunately, it didn't snow a few days ago. Otherwise, as soon as the snow covered, she would turn the whole back garden over, and she might not be able to get the ring back.

”Ring, come out quickly and don't hide.”