His ears were covered by Qinghui's hand, and his face was also smaller.

I don't know if it's Qinghui's illusion, but I always feel that there is a little dependence in his eyes.

After doing all this, this posture is also comfortable.

Qinghui didn't bother to talk to him and continued to sleep.

But before she closed her eyes, she somehow suddenly remembered something.

A pair of dark eyes opened instantly, looked down at Mu Feng, and a sleepy voice sounded immediately, "Don't make noise, don't make trouble, don't disturb...... I sleep. ”

Got it?

Qinghui's voice was already weak at the end, and he fell asleep again while talking.

Mu Feng's attention at the moment was completely off the wind and rain outside.

He raised his eyes like this, looking at Qinghui sleeping soundly, and then his eyes lowered, and his gaze crossed the softness of Qinghui's chest.

It really didn't look like she was curled up in his arms.

Instead, it was more like she was holding him in her arms.

Mu Feng didn't close his eyes, and he didn't know how long it took before he moved, closed his eyes, and then slowly buried his head in Qinghui's arms.

The tip of his nose is full of breath similar to his own, but somewhat different.

Mu Feng sighed.

It can be imagined what kind of expression Uncle Fu will have when he gets up the next morning and brings his subordinates to serve Mu Feng when he gets up.

After all, after these few days, Mu Feng has become accustomed to Uncle Fu's eyes, and he no longer feels anything wrong.

And people give piao money, fixing a piece of sugar every day, Mu Feng still hasn't figured out where the sugar comes from.

This time the rain period was not short, but the amount of rain was not large, so it really didn't cause much damage.

Wait until the rain has cleared and the sun finally comes out.

Qinghui, who hadn't absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for several days, was also relieved.

And I also feel itchy for some reason.

Probably because I haven't been 'active' for too long.

Qinghui thought so, so he picked things up everywhere in the palace, and cleaned up all the secret guards who were originally full of confidence and were already the leaders of the dark guard world.

A double blow to them, both physically and mentally.

After all, if you lose, you lose, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, but losing so completely, and the other party is not only at ease, but even feels a little bored, with a face full of words: That's it?

Can you get some more exercise?

Then this situation is very heart-wrenching.

They're also powerful in the Dark Guard Realm, okay?

Why did you get to Qinghui and be so vulnerable?

Fei Yi wanted to report this matter to Mu Feng many times, but seeing that if he continued to strike, the poor secret guards would be devastated by the blow.

But obviously, Mu Feng completely connived at Qinghui's actions and was directly used to it.

While making people's hearts congested, it is not without good news, for example, because of Qinghui's training, the overall level of the palace secret guard has been raised to a higher level.

And wait until the night when the rain stops and the wind slows down.

After Mu Feng took care of everything, he returned to his bedroom, and it was not surprising that Qinghui followed him in.

Then he raised his hand and yawned, and walked inside quite skillfully.

I look like I know the road with my eyes closed.

Then I almost hit the vase that I just put on the table today.

However, the vase was short, and Qinghui's reaction was fast.