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Mu Fan is tall, he stood in front of Yan Bai, setting off Yan Bai like a petite and delicate doll, fair skin without the slightest flaw, her big and black eyes are like black gems, smart and clear, without the slightest impurities, obviously coquettish movements do not make people feel pretentious, but very soft and cute, long black hair is very soft, like satin scattered on the shoulders.

"Huh?" Yan Bai looked at Mu Fan suspiciously, her hand opened, this action seemed to have been done countless times, as long as she opened her hands and didn't even shout the word hug, someone would pick her up and hold her in her arms, but Mu Fan in front of her did not react.

"Do you really believe me. Mu Fan reacted at this time, he probably felt that this scene was a little dreamy, like a scene that would only appear in his dreams, in the process of suppressing himself, he dreamed of Yan Bai countless times, dreamed of their encounter, dreamed of all the things they experienced between them, he saw himself replace Ji Baimo's existence, standing in front of Yan Bai, and Yan Bai called him affectionately.

When he saw Yan Bai stretching out his hands, Mu Fan didn't even react to what this meant, and when he listened to Yan Bai's obviously confused sentence, he reacted, he hurriedly squatted down and picked up Yan Bai, his hand didn't know where to put it, he looked a little helpless, but Mu Fan covered it up very well, he tried his best to calm down his beating heart, and carefully hugged the person in his arms, as if he was holding a treasure, a fragile treasure, he needed to be very careful and careful.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mu Fan cares, and Mu Fan did not suppress his true feelings at all, but just looked at Yan Bai with a little uncertainty.

"Is Mu Fan a person who can't be trusted?" Yan Bai lay on Mu Fan's shoulder, she tilted her head slightly, raised her eyes to look at Mu Fan, from her angle she could only see Mu Fan's half-closed eyes, and she couldn't see the color of the pupils inside, she could only see Mu Fan's slightly trembling eyelashes and half-pursed lips, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Yan Bai raised her hand, she looked at Mu Fan's eyes, it seemed that she had a very weird liking for eyes, her hand touched Mu Fan's eyes, Mu Fan's eyelashes were very long, like a small fan in Yan Bai's palm, itchy.

"Your eyes are so pretty. Yan Bai spoke.

Mu Fan lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Bai, listening to Yan Bai's words, his thin lips were slightly raised, this was the first time he heard Yan Bai praise his eyes.

She said he had good eyes.

Su Lai had a straight face, Mu Fan, who was as cold as frost, had waves on his face, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, his voice was clear, and he just spoke lightly.

"It's fine. It is not as good as the usual calm voice to fully expose Mu Fan's unrest.

"Is the color of the pupils amber?" Yan Bai spoke again, her hand groping beside Mu Fan's eyes, frowning, looking a little distressed, as if she habitually wanted to touch something, but it was empty here, and there was nothing.

"No, my pupils are always black. Mu Fan listened to Yan Bai's last sentence, and his originally rising mood fell little by little.

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