The girl's sigh was soft, glutinous, and loud in the darkness.

It felt like he was in a bit of trouble.

Then Qinghui adjusted his posture slightly.

It's still a lazy and lazy atmosphere.

Mu Feng only felt a chill in his ears.

His ears were covered.

He looked up in confusion.

The beautiful little boy usually looks cold and serious, like a cold little beauty.

It's just that as a little prince, no one dares to speak to him about this kind of thing.

And now, the little boy who is only fourteen or fifteen years old is pressed into his arms by a girl as big as him, and his face is a little confused, like a little animal at a loss, but with a little childishness at this age.

Qinghui seemed to be saying something.

Then I heard Qianjia remind her that Mu Feng's ears had been blocked, and Mu Feng probably couldn't hear what she said.

Qinghui reacted in hindsight, this person listened to her muttering for a long time, why didn't he react at all.

After thinking about it, I was too lazy to repeat what I had just said, so I bowed my head.

Mu Feng only felt that her breath was very close for an instant.

Stopped in his ear.

The voice was glutinous, a little vicious, "Sleep!" ”

Obviously, he didn't bother to repeat what he had just praised himself and said he was so weak.

Mu Feng was actually a little unable to react, listening to Qinghui's voice, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

His body temperature was slightly higher, and the bed soon warmed up.

The two huddled together.

The hands that were slightly cold in his ears were also warmed by his temperature.

The other party probably thought he was warm, and directly pressed the whole person.

The thunder outside was still ringing, but because of Qinghui's obstruction, the sound became much quieter.

Let his mood slowly calm down, he raised his eyes again, Qinghui was already closed, covering his ears, wrapped around him, breathing shallowly, as if he had fallen asleep.

At this moment, the sugar cube in the mouth is gradually getting smaller, and finally becomes the slightest sweetness on the tip of the tongue, and then dissipates.

Mu Feng lowered his eyes and restrained the emotions in his eyes.

Is this her ploy?

Is it her disguise?

Why can't he see through her at all?

In fact, for this kind of person, he should not get too close.

It's too dangerous, and it's impossible to see through, and it's the most unpredictable.

But—

Mingming thought in his heart, don't sink down, don't fall into the sweet trap she arranged.

But his body didn't want to move at all.

The stormy night was dark, but it was noisy, as if mixed with his father's laments and his mother's weepings.

Whether in reality or in dreams, he could not be at peace.

And now......

It's obviously the same storm.

But I didn't feel that way in my heart, and my eyelids were very heavy for a moment.

He pursed the corners of his lips and curled up slightly.

Finally, accompanied by the breath of Qinghui's body, and the sound of a weakened thunderstorm outside.

Slowly, slowly falling into a dark sleep.

It's thunderstorm season in Di'an City, and the rain outside doesn't stop all night.

In the early morning, the subordinates in the palace held umbrellas and carried toiletries, and came to Mu Feng's bedroom in a quiet and orderly manner.

Although Mu Feng covered it up very well, as Uncle Fu, who had looked down on Mu Feng since he was a child, he still knew more or less that Mu Feng was not happy and irritable about thunderstorms, so he was more careful, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Lord Wang, it's time to get up."