Listening to her constant and shallow breathing becoming short, Bo Zeyu knew that Mu Xiaoxiao was awake. He leaned forward to block the moonlight from the bedside for her.

Mu Xiaoxiao on the bed was worried about Bo Zeyu's whereabouts, so she slept unsteadily, her closed eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes fluttered. In the darkness she could only see a very vague outline.

So vague, but inexplicably reassuring.

Ever since she had a child, Bo Zeyu has been by her side, moving a chair like this to sit at the head of her bed.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't ask where he had gone, nor did he ask what had happened. Not even a word was spoken.

But the prince, who rarely provokes topics, opened his mouth first, "Why don't you sleep?" Do your hands hurt? ”

Mu Xiaoxiao leaned sideways, looked at him, and had just woken up tired: "It doesn't hurt." She also stretched out the provocative voice that he tied into pig's trotters and said, "Look at what you have wrapped, I can wrap it with one hand better than you." ”

Bo Zeyu took a rough look at it through the moonlight, and it didn't seem to be very good-looking. The deflated prince was silent in the night.

This made Mu Xiaoxiao anxious. He didn't even refute it. Bo Zeyu is the most picky man who even says that she has to drink water, how could he accept her shallow complaints!

If you change the usual life, she must live or die, let her take off the gauze and bandage it herself.

"Prince!" Mu Xiaoxiao asked worriedly, "Are you unhappy!" ”

In the dark, neither of them could see each other's expressions clearly, and could only guess each other's thoughts.

Bo Zeyu let out a long sigh, feeling powerless for the first time, "I don't want to see you get hurt. ”

I remember when I first met Mu Xiaoxiao, she was an unlucky person. Every day, I bumped and bumped, and I always had to wrap gauze on my body. For a long time, he felt like those things were part of her body. After a long time, he can't help but care about her injury. She's about to fall, and he'll be tempted to help her. Thinking about it carefully, his feelings for Mu Xiaoxiao arose under this circumstance.

can protect her from getting hurt.

This is what he asks of himself, and it should be the most basic requirement of all men for themselves.

But he didn't even do that.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the bed, fully understood his feelings, and some words came to his lips, and he swallowed helplessly.

O Prince! It's not your fault. The Lone Star is my destiny. Meeting you has exhausted all the blessings of my life, and I don't want anything else. As long as I can be with you like this.

Mu Xiaoxiao knew that he blamed himself, and she also knew that she should tell him about her numerology. However, their relationship has just improved, and she really doesn't want the prince to dislike her or even alienate her because of the matter of Tiansha Lone Star.

She shrunk back and patted the pillow beside her, "Don't think about it, get some sleep." ”

Bo Zeyu did not answer.

Mu Xiaoxiao thought that he didn't like to sleep in bed, so he liked to sit on a chair and peep at her.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of fabric dripping in my ears.

When he opened his eyes and looked at it, the prince had hung up his clothes.

Mu Xiaoxiao pursed his lips and smiled, his awkward character could not be corrected until time.

Bo Zeyu, who was only wearing a single coat, easily climbed onto the bed, hugged her waist, and took it into his arms.

It would have been a very heartwarming scene.

But his other hand is dishonest, always wandering around her.

"What are you doing?" Mu Xiaoxiao, who couldn't bear it, escaped from his arms.

Bo Zeyu said seriously, "Listen to you, sleep!" Without her explanation, he dragged her back again. The hand that roamed over her increased its strength.

The white hand ran through her hair and rolled up.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was kissed by him, kept muttering, "The sleep I'm talking about isn't this sleep~"

The end note is silent in the night