What's more, it's none other than the uncle who rubbed the ointment for her!

It's the cold Muhan of Haishi.

Xia Rujin is happy.

There is a sense of pride in the micro-business that likes to mention the Harmony.

In the kitchen, the two of them were head to head, Leng Muhan looked focused on helping her apply the plaster, and in front of him, the fluffy rabbit ears moved with Xia Yijin's flickering.

Leng Muhan helped her apply the plaster, wiped her hands and got up: "Go to sleep." ”

Xia Rujin looked at the lonely bowl of soup and pouted unwillingly.

She looked at Leng Muhan with resentment: "Uncle, don't you really drink it? It's shameful to waste food." ”

Leng Muhan took a deep breath and rubbed the corners of his forehead.

"Go back to sleep. ”

Xia Bijin was unwilling and continued to persuade: "I have added a lot of nourishing herbs to this soup." ”

Leng Muhan pushed the soup bowl and suddenly spoke: "Let's make a game." ”

Game?!

Xia Rujin's eyes lit up: "What game?"

Leng Muhan said seriously: "The name of this game is called Whoever Loses Drinks Soup." ”

Xia Bijin immediately turned around and walked upstairs: "Oh, uncle, I'm so sleepy, I'll go to sleep." Good night~~"

......

Night, quietly.

Leng Muhan took a shower and prepared to go to bed. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound at the door.

His cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked. I saw the shadow in the light on the other side of the door.

Someone outside the door!

A coldness appeared in his eyes, and he walked to the door in a few steps, and suddenly opened the door.

Caught off guard, a round, fluffy "thing" rolled in.

"Ouch!"

The fluffy "thing" came with a snorting sound.

Leng Muhan resisted the urge to beat the humanoid rabbit violently, gritted his teeth: "Summer——!

The humanoid rabbit rolling on the ground is Xia Bijin, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Xia Rujin sat on the soft carpet, lifted the rabbit head hat, and exhaled: "Uncle, can you open the door in advance? I almost fell to my death." ”

Leng Muhan pulled her up from the ground: "If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what do you want to do?!"

Xia Rujin was dragged by him so much that his arm hurt. She still has scars on her arms that have been pulled out by the branches.

Leng Muhan just dragged it to her wound.

She was so pained that she inhaled cold air: "Uncle, you hurt me!"

Leng Muhan threw her on the sofa in the room, and said in a bad tone: "Xia Rujin, if you don't want to die, go back to sleep!"

His tone was low, full of the majesty of low pressure.

In Haishi, if ordinary people saw Leng Muhan so angry, they would think that the end of the world had arrived.

Xia Rujin shrank on the sofa and glared at him dissatisfied: "Uncle, I've slept for a day and a night, how can you say I can sleep?"

Leng Muhan took a deep breath.

The corners of his forehead were pounding suddenly, and he felt that he would have to ask his assistant to help prepare a quick-acting heart-saving pill tomorrow.

On this day, he is not living a life, he is crossing a catastrophe.

"And what do you want?" he asked.

Xia Rujin looked at him pitifully: "Uncle, I don't know what to do." I just can't sleep, I can't sleep, I can't sleep......"

She said as she simply rolled around on the couch.

Yes, you read that right.

Leng Muhan watched Xia Rujin roll around and roll around on his sofa in his fluffy bunny pajamas...... Express her displeasure.

"Xia Bijin, are you mentally retarded?" he was furious, "You can't sleep, you can go to study!"

Unexpectedly, Xia Bijin rolled even happier when he heard it: "I don't read, I hate reading......"

Leng Muhan meditated in his heart, my Buddha is merciful, and the holy light shines.

He took another deep breath and resisted the urge to beat the humanoid rabbit violently: "Xia Rujin, if you don't want to study, you can go to watch TV......"

Really, he swears.

In this life, it is unimaginable kindness for a scholar who can make him dignified and return from studying at Yale to say the words "go to TV" to others.

In his dictionary, "watching TV" is synonymous with "waste material" and synonymous with "incorrigible".

It's a pity that Xia Bijin, who was still rolling on the sofa, did not accept Leng Muhan's "benevolence" consciousness at all.

She let out a wail from the soul of the post-00s: "The current TV series is not good at all......"

Leng Muhan couldn't hold back any longer.

He grabbed Xia Bijin and threw her on the bed with a fluffy ball.

"Sleep!"

Xia Rujin was smashed by him, and he couldn't find the east, west, north and south. By the time she woke up, Leng Muhan had already walked straight to the sofa, then covered the thin quilt and closed her eyes.

Xia Rujin sat on the two-meter-by-two-meter bed in a daze.

No matter how sluggish she is, she knows that she can't make any more noise, otherwise the next time Leng Muhan throws away the place, it will not be his bed, but the window.

Xia Rujin rubbed her hair irritably.

She's really distressed.

If you've slept enough, you really can't sleep at all. But in the middle of the night, if she doesn't sleep, can she cultivate immortals?

She looked at Leng Muhan on the sofa with his eyes closed, and suddenly in the dim light, she saw a cyan shadow under his eyelids.

Uncle, you're tired, aren't you?"

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little distressed in her heart.

Forget it, she'd better go to bed obediently.

Xia Rujin took a long breath and lay straight on the bed. Soon, a faint fragrance enveloped her.

It's her familiar, reassuring breath.

Gradually, Xia Rujin fell asleep.

......

Early the next morning, Xia Rujin suddenly woke up. When she looked, the room was empty. Except for the thin blanket on the sofa, Leng Muhan was gone.

Xia Rujin took a long breath and lay on the bed.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but I always feel that my uncle's bed is more comfortable. The mattress is large, soft and firm, and the pillow height is also suitable.

The quilt covered on the body is also pure cotton, which is very comfortable and suitable.

Much more comfortable than her bells and whistles earthy princess bed.

Thinking about it, Xia Rujin simply looked at Leng Muhan's bedroom.

I have to say that this is a pure man's style, modern, concise, black, white and gray three colors constitute the main tone of the whole bedroom.

The bedroom is very simple, with a queen bed, bedside tables, and a comfortable silver-grey couch.

A long table

There are built-in TVs on the walls, so tightly fitting that you can't even find where the buttons are.

Xia Rujin's gaze fell on the abstract painting on the opposite wall. The abstract painting is an alley after the rain, with a teenager walking in the alley.

I don't know why, she feels that this alley is a little familiar, and the vague back of the young man gives people a very sad and desperate feeling.

The rain is falling messily, and the whole city has messy lines, giving people a very desolate feeling. And the deep alleys are as far as the eye can see. The young man's sense of prominence was extremely strong, and he was about to come out

Just as Xia Rujin wanted to take a closer look at the painting, there was a knock on the door.