Chapter 1181 - Why Aren’t You Being Good (1/2)

The black umbrella sheltered Tang Mo’er and the snow wasn’t landing on her, but her hands were still outside.

The corners of Lu Yeming’s lips were raised, his enigmatic voice sounding gentle as he said, “Don’t just keep playing with the snow, be careful not to catch a cold.”

“Got it.”

Seeing the snowfall, it was so pure and Tang Mo’er’s heart was comforted and she finally revealed a genuine smile.

But she still had some regrets.

If only she could watch the snow with Niuniu, if only she could build snowmen with him and throw snowballs at him.

As the thoughts lingered in her mind, Tang Mo’er was starting to get sleepy. Leaning over, she rested her head on Lu Yeming’s broad shoulder.

She closed her eyes.

Within moments, she had fallen asleep. Lu Yeming could hear her light breathing beside his ears.

He looked with the corner of his eye.

He looked for a really long time, lifting her hand suddenly, wanting to caress her face.

But her lips suddenly moved, muttered, “Mr Gu…”

She was calling out for Mr Gu.

She missed Gu Mohan so much.

Lu Yeming’s hand suspended in mid-air hearing that. A few seconds later, he retracted his hand and a smile hinted at the edges of his mouth. He picked up the book he brought out with him.

The snow was everywhere and he just sat on the swing, making sure Tang Mo’er was well-sheltered under the black umbrella while his shoulder was covered in snow.

The swing continued moving while Tang Mo’er’s pink maxi dress moved around like gentle waves.

At that moment, everything was wonderful.

…

It was chaos outside. Many socialites opened their windows, watching the magical snow.

—-Wow, it’s snowing in autumn. It’s so beautiful and romantic.

—-Why is it snowing in autumn?

—-I have no idea, but it’s probably some man trying to make his woman happy.

—-Why don’t we go outside and play in the snow?

Many maidens climbed up and went outside, playing happily with the snow.

On the other hand, Jun Xiqing hadn’t fallen asleep yet. Sister Mo’er was in a bad situation and she felt really uneasy inside.

She had to worry about Lu Yeming that beast, would he suddenly barge inside her room and assault her?

Caught in a predicament, she was reminded of Ah Da and the officer’s death and her heart wrenched in pain. But now she was stuck in the West Palace, having to deal with such a strong opponent like Lu Yeming. She really had no chance of winning.

She heard some sounds outside. “Hurry up and look, it’s snowing outside.”

Snowing?

Jun Xiqing got down from her bed, walking over to the window. Pushing the window open, there were specks of snow floating around.

It really was snowing.

She stretched her hand out and a snowflake landed on her palm.

It was late autumn, there was no way it would start snowing now unless it was intentional. That person must be a powerful person to make it snow.

Who was it?

Jun Xiqing looked over, spotting two familiar figures outside.

On the lawn, Lu Yeming sat on the swing, holding an umbrella up while Tang Mo’er was asleep, resting her head on his shoulder. The night breeze approached and Tang Mo’er’s pink maxi dress was blown onto his tailored trousers.

Jun Xiqing’s expression changed.

Lu Yeming got up, bending over to pick up Tang Mo’er before he brought her inside.

The two disappeared.

There was a book left behind at the swing.