The butterfly-like eyelashes flapped a few times.

He reacted a little quickly, and raised his hand to instantly slap Qinghui's hand away.

The voice was a little annoyed.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to hug you."

Qinghui looked at him, a little dissatisfied, and was shaken off by the hand that was slapped away, and took it back.

Hug or something...... Isn't there a little bit of a girl's reserve?!

Mu Feng rarely said evilly, "No." ”

And with practical actions, it is far away from Qinghui.

What to hold?

You little girl is looking for him all day long for a big man, what hug??

Qinghui sighed, and was irritable at the moment, and his small body instantly retracted, "If you don't hug it, you won't hug it, don't expect it in the future, and then take the initiative to hug you." ”

Lord Spirit Sword is very backbone! Even if it's warm on your body, it won't work!

Where would Mu Feng care about what Qinghui was talking about at this moment, he raised his hand and raised the curtain of the carriage window slightly.

The damp and cool air outside poured in, clearing his mind a little.

He raised his hand and touched the tips of his ears, feeling that it was indeed a little hot, and finally hissed lowly, only to turn his gaze and look at Qinghui, the corners of his lips pursed.

Closing the curtain, he leaned closer to Qinghui and spoke, "That's not what I meant. ”

Probably from a dark guard, so she's different from ordinary girls, and she doesn't know anything about this.

Mu Feng found a reason for himself, thinking so, he said seriously, "You can't just hug others in the future." ”

Qinghui didn't want to deal with him, so he curled up to the side.

He snorted lowly.

She never cares about others, and only hugs her own people when she wants to, but this own person is a bad guy.

Soft and weak, like a Luobei, can't be beaten, and can't be held.

What's the use of him?

Wait until you return to the palace.

Qinghui ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

Mu Feng came back to his senses lightly.

Watching Uncle Fu give him cloth vegetables.

In the morning, before the morning court, you need to eat a little less, just a little cushion on the stomach, and wait until the next court comes back, then you have breakfast.

After a simple meal, he didn't turn around in front of him when he saw that Qinghui was not in front of him.

After all, it was raining outside, and she didn't sit on the rockery, and she didn't know where she ran for a while.

When it was nightfall, he returned to his bedroom after finishing his work early, and felt that someone had followed him in.

The subordinates who were waiting for Mu Feng were all startled, looking at Qinghui who was still carrying a body of water vapor and entered the door directly.

Feeling the damp breath on Qinghui's body, Mu Feng asked people to get a set of clothes.

Then he sat down in his seat and looked up at Qinghui, "Where did you run before?" ”

The little girl didn't want to talk to him, so she also found a seat and sat down.

Yawned lazily.

Then he said, "It's still raining outside." ”

Facing Mu Feng's eyes.

Qinghui pointed to the small quilt that he had been tidied up and placed on Mu Feng's bed, "It will get wet if you bring it back." ”

Mu Feng: "So? ”

So, I'm going to sleep here.

There is also a stove here.

The bed was still soft and obviously comfortable to sleep in.

Mu Feng: ...... He really hadn't heard of such a request.

Can you be a little bit of a realisation that you're actually a dark guard??

Mu Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say no, but he saw Qinghui get up from his seat and stuff something into his mouth again.

A sweet, familiar flavor that spreads between the lips and teeth.