Beware of the best fake Angel

After returning to the bedroom, Ling Xinxue didn't feel sleepy at all. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at the shoes on her feet.

"I hate this heartbeat feeling, men don't have good things!"

Mommy wouldn't die if there were good things, and she wouldn't turn into a cold-blooded killer if there were good things.

She is a killer, and killers don't have any feelings. For killers, feelings are their fatal blow.

"I won't let you go away from me, as long as it is what you want, I will give you whatever it is!"

Ming Xiche lay on the bed and muttered to himself.

At this time, he is really passionate, and he is willing to do anything for her as long as she is happy.

On the one hand, she was as indifferent as ice, because men were inferior to animals in her heart because of her childhood.

next day

When Ming Xiche changed into sportswear and opened the curtains, he found that Ling Xinxue had already gotten up and was exercising outside.

"Hehe, you woke up earlier than me!"

Ming Xiche stood upstairs and looked at Ling Xinxue carefully. Her skills were good enough, light enough, fast enough, accurate enough and of course hateful enough.

"Miss Xiao Xi!"

The servant came over with a towel in his hand.

Ling Xinxue ignored her and continued to contact her!

"Miss Xiaoxi, it's been over an hour and the butler asked me to bring you a towel!"

On the first day of Ling Xinxue's arrival, the servant was still wondering how she could be the young master's younger sister. She had never heard that there was a young lady in the family, but when she saw her today, she believed it.

Because Ling Xinxue is as good as their young masters.

"It's still early!"

It's only been over an hour, and she practiced almost every day in the killer base. Only by working hard and practicing constantly can she have good skills, avenge Mommy, and defeat that person!

"housekeeper!"

Ming Xiche went to the living room and called the busy housekeeper.

"Master, what you ordered was done yesterday, where is the master and madam?"

The butler put down the things in his hands and walked in front of Ming Xiche.

"I've finished talking on the phone, how long has Missy been practicing outside!"

Ming Xiche still spoke in a cold tone, but he felt very strange why his father agreed so readily, without even asking why he did this!