Song Shihuan was shocked that he had such a vicious idea.

Wrapping his knees and burying his head in the crook of his arm, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Mu Ye got up and hugged her in his arms, his wide palm fell on her graceful back, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the top of her head, comforting her with great tenderness.

Slowly, until the stiffness and fear in her body subsided, he slowly let her go, turned on the bedside lamp on his side, got up and got out of bed, poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

Song Shihuan hesitated slightly, but finally took it, raised his head, drank half of it in one go, and only raised his eyes to look at Mu Ye when he was a little more comfortable, and spoke slowly, as if nothing had happened: "Is Miss Su so disobedient?" ”

Mu Ye's eyebrows twisted inadvertently, but it was only for a moment, and then, with his eyebrows furrowed, his tone was indifferent: "Their demands are different, and they can't be compared." ”

Song Shihuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and the corners of his lips involuntarily pressed down a little.

Immediately, he chuckled and laughed at himself: "Why are they always so obsessed with what they can't get?" Do everything we can, even at the cost of squeezing the people who love them the most, is our affection for them really so cheap? ”

Mu Ye's appearance of smiling or not is a little ugly.

His eyes fell on the cup in her hand.

Then, leaning over, carefully, one by one, broke the fingers that she was holding the cup tightly, and then gently took her hand and kissed each of her fingers reverently and affectionately.

Instead of answering her question, he said to him a little discerningly: "When you are alone, I don't even know how to color the person who humiliates me, I am not as much as you." ”

So I'm late.

*

In fact, Mu Ye knows everything about her.

It's just that after Old Man Du's funeral, he has been busy expanding his territory and has no time to take care of anything else.

He thought she was fine.

Because in his eyes, the girl who had just turned twelve would shine.

is like an independent god in the world, Leng arrogant and resolutely turned a blind eye to everything, and in front of everyone, he crushed Du Wenqi's wishful thinking of wanting to play the family card with her, and then logically took over all the Du family's business and connections in Cloud City.

So he had always believed that the sparkling girl was strong enough not to be swallowed up by any darkness.

However, he didn't know: in fact, no one in Yuncheng was willing to wait for her to grow up at that time.

Like man-eating monsters, they couldn't wait to chew her up and swallow her into their stomachs, and then laughed and chatted while picking at the scraps between their teeth: It's too tender!

So she carefully hid her withered and dilapidated heart under the glamorous appearance, because she believed that the nonsense that her dear grandfather had knitted for her was true.

She wanted to win over her quickly so that her mom could get back to her sooner.

Later, her dream was shattered, and he was very happy.

Because it means that she can no longer cling to the expectations that others have imposed on her, and she can do whatever she wants with nothing.

And then go on to be his own, sparkling god.

But he was greedy.

As long as he thought of having her completely, he couldn't care about anything else.

Because instead of looking at her from afar, he would rather be able to hug her as truly as he did now.

Even if she never shines!