It was nearly eight o'clock after cleaning up, and An Ran still hadn't gotten up, Mu Xingfeng came to the guest room and knocked on the door, waited for a while and saw that there was no movement inside, and gently pushed the door open.

The little girl was really sleeping soundly, and no one noticed it when she entered the house, Mu Xingfeng smiled and shook her head, what a little pig.

Seeing that she was really sleeping soundly, she couldn't bear to wake her up, turned around and was about to go out, when she suddenly heard the little girl whisper softly: "Don't ......"

Mu Xingfeng paused, looked at the person on the bed, and saw that An Ran was still with his eyes closed, as if he was dreaming, and at this time, the red little mouth kept muttering, and his brows were furrowed.

Without hesitation, I walked over a few steps, and when I got closer, I found that the little girl's face was flushed abnormally, and her little mouth was still muttering: "Don't, don't come, grandma, grandma......"

"An Ran, wake up," Mu Xingfeng gently patted An Ran's little face, the little faces under his hands were terrifyingly hot, the little girl had a fever? And obviously had nightmares, I had to wake her up first.

"Grandma, grandma save me......" The girl cried and whispered helplessly, and Mu Xingfeng's heart was like a big hand pinching it fiercely.

"Enron, wake up, don't be afraid, you're dreaming, wake up." Mu Xingfeng gently shook An Ran and comforted her.

"Ahh

"An Ran, it's me, Mu Xingfeng." Mu Xingfeng knew that she was frightened, and hurriedly spoke.

An Ran looked at Mu Xingfeng blankly, stunned for half a minute, and then hugged him, and cried out: "Mu Xingfeng~~".

The little girl took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, the soft little body in her arms carried the fragrance of a girl, trembling gently, the soft and glutinous little milk voice, and calling her name with a crying voice, Mu Xingfeng's heart was budding.

I really want time to stop at this moment, the strength of the arms around her waist is enough to prove that at this moment, she is so dependent on herself, and she can let down her guard and rely on herself, which is what he has worked hard to pursue but can't ask for during this time, but at this time, he clearly feels that the little girl has let down all her guards against him.

Mu Xingfeng stretched out his arms and wrapped her around his chest, lowered his head and kissed her long hair, showing a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

The truth hugged her like this, but the temperature of the little girl's body reminded him that she was having a fever, and seeing her crying again and again, Mu Xingfeng was very distressed.

"Be good, don't be afraid, you were dreaming just now, it's all fake, don't cry." Mu Xingfeng comforted her softly, his voice indescribably gentle.

An Ran nestled in Mu Xingfeng's arms, feeling a powerful hug, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, inexplicably, the strong fear and uneasiness in his heart gradually subsided.

She had not had that nightmare for a long time, in which she was left in a dark room, and the moonlight shone through the window through the big tree outside the window, and the autumn wind blew, and the bare branches swayed gently on the ground.

The nocturnal black cat scurried past the window, stepped on the tiles, and made a loud noise.

It was the first year she was taken to settle down, Sun Xuehui often locked her in the attic, which was originally a storage room, at that time the conditions of the home were not good, there was no electric light in the attic, and there were rats everywhere, and it was then that the three-year-old An Ran began to fear the night, so that nightmares continued.

An Ran cried in Mu Xingfeng's arms for a while, as if he thought of something, pushed Mu Xingfeng's body away, lowered his little head, I don't know if it was because of fever or something, his little face was red.