Lin Mufan pretended to sink his face, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, leaned over, leaned against her ear and whispered: "Am I really old, shouldn't you have a deep understanding?" Why don't we see if I'm old or not at night? ”

The scorching breath sprayed in Mu Qingyu's ears, and Lin Mufan's colorful words instantly made her blush, her autumn eyes turned slightly, and she glared at the man in front of her with a hint of shyness, and Mu Qingyou whispered: "I won't tell you." ”

Hengzhu himself couldn't say anything about him, and for the first time, Mu Qingyou discovered that Lin Mufan, who had always been ruthless, had such a scoundrel side, and he was shy!

Looking at Mu Qingyou's shy reaction, Lin Mufan chuckled happily, bent over, hugged Princess Mu Qingyou in his arms, and walked towards the big bed.

"Ah......h ”

Lin Mufan winked ambiguously at her, put her on the bed gently, and then pressed her tall body on her body, and her voice was low: "Use practical actions to prove that I am not old." ”

After speaking, the sexy thin lips gently pasted the quiet lips of the curtain, tossing and turning repeatedly, and the deep and dark eyes were full of affection.

Mu Qingyou blushed with shame, slowly closed his eyes, and put his hands on Lin Mufan's shoulders gently, enjoying the tenderness he gave him.

In a small town in Italy, Qi Ziwei was holding a tablet in his hand, looking at the financial news, when he saw the picture of Mu Qingyou and Lin Mufan being born into a pair, his eyes were sour, and he only felt that the intimate picture of the two was very eye-catching, and he grabbed the tablet computer for a while, his fingertips were slightly white, and Qi Ziwei hooked his lips and sneered.

In less than half a year, his beloved was empathetic, which made Qi Ziwei's heart full of unwillingness, he understood Mu Qingyou, and naturally knew that her eyes looking at Lin Mufan were full of tenderness, and her heart was painful, if it wasn't for Lin Mufan despicably snatching her away from her side, Mu Qingyou belonged to herself, and the person who walked into the wedding hall with her was also herself.

It's not fair, it's not fair at all!

Qi Ziwei could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and angrily threw the tablet in his hand to the ground, why? Why betray yourself? Why?

"Youyou ......" muttered in pain, Qi Ziwei's eyes were full of too much emotion, unwillingness, anger, and even murderous intent.

Lin Mufan, the curtain can only be mine, I will never let you snatch the woman that belongs to me!

Taking out his mobile phone, Qi Ziwei quickly pressed a phone and spoke the Italian language fluently: "I promise your request!" ”

After hanging up the phone, Qi Ziwei looked at the broken tablet on the ground, hooked his lips and sneered, his originally clear eyes were shrouded in a strong hatred.

Lin Mufan, you wait for me!

The night is like ink, quiet and peaceful, the night sky is full of stars, and the bright moonlight penetrates through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on the soft bed, softly caressing the couple embracing each other from the bed.

The sleeping Mu Qingyou was not sleeping peacefully, I saw her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, cold sweat constantly on her forehead, and a touch of panic appeared on her delicate face.

"No...... Don't ......" shook his head, Mu Qingyu clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, calling in panic, as if he was having a terrifying nightmare.

"Ah...... No...... Ziwei ......"

Screaming, Mu Qingyou jumped up from the bed, a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, constantly panting, his face was as white as paper, his eyes were full of horror, and Mu Qingyou was full of cold.

Lin Mufan heard the movement, reached out and turned on the wall lamp on the bedside table, and the dim light instantly lit up the entire bedroom.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mufan looked at the clear and miserable face, her eyes were distressed, and she reached out to hug her into her arms, her face looked very bad, was it a nightmare?

Lin Mufan seemed to hear Mu Qingyou calling Qi Ziwei's name, and a strange look crossed his handsome face for a moment, and then he returned to normal.

Leaning quietly in Lin Mufan's arms, the quiet and panicked feelings of the curtain were gradually alleviated, but his face was still pale and cold.

She just had a nightmare, dreaming that Qi Ziwei was dead, and when he was dying, he stared at herself resentfully, asking her why she betrayed the relationship between the two, he said that he was unwilling, and he was unwilling to die, that look, it looked very hideous, which made Mu Qingyou very afraid.

"Quiet ......" Lin Mufan looked worriedly at the trembling curtain in his arms, and felt distressed.

Suddenly, Mu Qingyou pushed Lin Mufan's body away, crawled and picked up his mobile phone on the bedside table, and swiped the screen with his hands trembling slightly, Mu Qingyou found Qi Ziwei's phone number, and quickly dialed it without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Mufan, who was on the side, caught a glimpse of the name on her screen, and her hands hanging on her sides clenched slightly, adjusting her feelings without moving.

"The number you are calling is not in service, please call again later! The number you are calling is not in the service area......"

A mechanical female voice came from the mobile phone, over and over again, which made Mu Qingyou's heart even more uneasy, his eyes were red, and Mu Qingyou didn't give up, dialing over and over again.

Why don't you answer the phone?

Mu Qing's heart was troubled, that dream was too real, so real that it scared her, and now she couldn't contact Qi Ziwei, which made Ma Qunguo's heart even more uneasy, and the hand holding the mobile phone tightened vigorously.

Lin Mufan looked at Mu Qing's anxious and panicked look, desperately made a phone call, looked like she was about to cry, took a deep breath, and asked her softly, "What's wrong?" Are you having nightmares? ”

Finally, as soon as Mu Qingjing's hands were released, the phone fell on the bed, she blinked her eyes, looked at the man next to her, and said in a trembling voice: "I...... I ......"

didn't know how to speak, Mu Qingyou just looked at Lin Mufan without blinking, flustered!

Lin Mufan hugged Mu Qingyou tightly in his arms and comforted in a low voice: "No matter what nightmare you have and panic like this, it's just a dream, don't be afraid, I'm by your side, don't be afraid." ”

hugged Lin Mufan with his backhand, buried himself in his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "I dreamed that Ziwei died, he died so miserably, a fire burned him to the ground, he said he hated me, he was burned into a fireball, his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, Mu Fan, I can't contact him, I'm so scared, did he really have an accident?" Did Ziwei really have an accident? ”

Fear, anxiety, guilt, all kinds of emotions poured into the quiet heart of the scene, tightly surrounding her, seizing the air around her.