Chapter 389: Good morning, sick sweetheart! 27

In a moment, the door was opened from the outside, and a faint light shone into the room through the crack in the door, and as the man outside the door walked in, the light disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the dark room, the slender shadow of the young man fell to the ground.

At first, Mu Jin thought that Rong Sheng had fallen asleep, so his steps were very slow and light.

As everyone knows, Rong Sheng had already woken up when there was a sound in the corridor.

Listening to a slight sound behind him, Rong Shang lifted his eyes.

On the snow-white wall in front, the shadow of the boy was already reflected on it.

In the dark, a smile of interest appeared on her delicate features.

"Wouldn't it be nice to sneak into my room in the middle of the night?"

The girl's casual tone suddenly sounded in the room, and in an instant, the dark pupils shrank, and Mu Jin's steps towards the side of the bed almost stepped on the air.

"Y-You haven't slept yet?"

"What are you doing in my room?"

There was still no light in the room, and in the dark, Mu Jin saw the person on the bed turn over.

For a moment, he looked at the beautiful peach blossom eyes of the girl, and somehow, the fire that was blocked in his heart at night rose like this.

The head had just sat up from the bed, and the next second, the young man came over with a full body of anger.

And thenβ€”

He put one hand around her waist and took her into his arms.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

"Hmm......"

didn't expect him to kiss him suddenly, Rong Sheng was stunned for a moment, looking at his handsome face close at hand.

She still didn't respond.

The young man's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he opened his mouth to bite down.

"Hiss......"

It hurt, Rong Shang's face was cold, and she subconsciously raised her hand and pushed him out.

didn't control the strength well, and with a "bump" sound, Mu Jin's back hit the wardrobe behind him.

In an instant, his face turned pale.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Rong Shang finally turned his face away, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Break up with him!"

Without any foreshadowing, the boy came up again and said this sentence.

He said, "Xia Yan, Anchen is a big carrot, why do you have to be so obsessed?" ”

Any idea why he's angry?

In Mu Jin's opinion, when she called An Chen in the evening, she obviously saw him and Lan Xi'er together, but why was she still indifferent and asked him to go swimming on the weekend, did she really believe him that much?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more dark his eyes became, Mu Jin looked at the person in front of him, and the hand on his side clenched into a fist.

Over there, Rong Sheng opened his mouth and just said, "Anchen's matter-"

Before she finished speaking, she was hugged tightly by Mu Jin from behind.

"Xia Yan." In her ears, the young man called her name, and his emotions were complicated and difficult to distinguish.

Rong Sheng tilted his head slightly, quietly waiting for his next step.

Who knew that a slender white hand stretched out from behind, trembled, and slowly pinched her neck.

Although his movements were very light, Rong Xiang's eyes still flickered.

"You know what? Sometimes I want to strangle you. ”

The slow tone came, and his infatuated gaze fell on her side face, the slightly raised corners of his lips, and the smile was inexplicably a little infiltrating.

"That way, I can be buried with you, and no one can come and disturb us anymore."

If you can't live together, then you can die together, right?

Mu Jin was still laughing when he said this.

But his hand around her neck was shaking violently.