Mingyou found that she was asleep in his arms, and her movements were lighter, for fear that she would wake her up if she was not careful.

Looking down at her sleeping face.

Thinking of the original purpose of tonight, in the end, he compromised again.

Unreserved compromises.

I don't know if she was intentional or unintentional, but he was really distressed.

"Silly girl." He sighed softly, his slender fingertips brushing open the strands of hair that covered her cheeks.

Beautiful, enchanting......

Now that he is young, his face has not completely grown, he is already so delicate and gorgeous, and if he waits for another two or three years, what kind of country and city will it be? !

A long time has passed.

When it was almost nine o'clock, Mingyou carefully picked up the sleeping wood and walked upstairs.

Come to her room.

Push open the door.

'Smack'

A bedside lamp came on.

Mingyou carefully put Mu Kuyan on the bed.

When he was about to withdraw his hand, Mingyou's gaze fell on the bulging glass bottle in Mu Kuyan's pocket.

His eyebrows furrowed, and his hand slowly reached over.

It wasn't until he was about to touch the glass bottle that Ming Yu paused, and finally slowly withdrew it.

After tucking the quilt for her, he got up, turned off the bedside lamp and went out.

The moment the door closed, at the same time, Mu Kuyan, who was originally 'asleep', opened his eyes.

The dark pupils are weird......

"Master, your brother seems to be able to sense my presence." The sound of the slag was puzzled.

It's really weird, it's so well hidden.

Mu Kuyan fumbled with the glass bottle containing the ashes in his coat pocket.

After touching it, she took out the glass bottle and carefully placed it on the bedside table.

She muttered, "My brother is not an ordinary person, he has a pair of black wings that can fly freely. ”

Those black wings can soar between heaven and earth......

"Master, your brother's identity is not simple." Summing it up, the slag cleaner said such a sentence.

Now, the slag has been on Mingyou's body more than once, and he feels a powerful energy.

That's not the kind of energy that the average person can have.

Therefore, the slag is also sure that Mingyou's identity must be very strong.

Mu Kuyan lay lazily, staring at the ceiling, "In my eyes, I don't care about my brother's identity, I only care, my brother has always been by my side to accompany me." ”

…

…

More than a month has passed.

Counting from the day of Zidu Village, Mu Kuyan has been in Huadu for nearly two months.

And the gift carefully prepared by Mu Kuyan for Mu Yale has also been sent early.

……

Thousands of kilometers away from Huadu, there is a national capital surnamed Mu.

This national capital is very prosperous and maintains close diplomatic and friendly relations with other countries.

The most talked-about and magical thing is that this national capital is a national capital that is not surrounded by walls.

As for the reason, it is because of the surname of the lord of this national capital.

The heirs inherited, and the surname Mu has not changed from generation to generation.

Therefore, if the word 'wood' is surrounded by a city wall outside, it will become the word 'sleepy'. Therefore, for hundreds of years, the country of Mudu has never surrounded the city wall.

In the most prosperous center of Mudu, there is the main palace city of Mudu, Ruiying White House.

The four big characters that shine brightly are the symbols of Mudu's rights.

Mu's official residence.

"Miss Yale, I have your delivery." A maid who looked to be in her mid-forties, holding a red delivery box in her hand, looked at the young woman who was slowly coming downstairs.