When Mu Yutian heard Murong Yanxing say this, she subconsciously tightened her arms, but she quickly realized that she seemed to be asking for it.

Later...... Even if you want to get close to Murong Yanxing again, you won't listen to Luo Qianxiao! This kobold strategist...... The method of handing her over was useless at all, and she was immediately exposed by Murong Yan's punishment.

What a shame!

Mu Yutian didn't struggle, anyway...... Just want him to hold himself, and there's nothing to be pretentious.

Just feeling a little embarrassed, Mu Yutian simply buried her red face in Murong Yanxing's arms.

Smelling the scent of Murong Yanxing's body, he was surrounded by the breath that belonged to him.

In fact, when she was in a coma, Mu Yutian didn't feel much.

It's not much different from when you're asleep.

There was no physical discomfort, but there was one thing......

She definitely wouldn't say it and let Murong Yan know.

That's ......

At that time, she fell asleep and had a dream.

A dream that is somewhat fragrant and somewhat unspeakable.

In the dream, Murong Yanxing kissed her very affectionately, almost kissing her until she woke up, and then, it was a pair of nasty hands.

She could feel that it was a hand with a thin callus, belonging to Murong Yanxing, constantly roaming over her body, stimulating the most sensitive part of her body.

made her anxious and ashamed, and in her body, as if she was on fire, she couldn't even help it, and wanted to exhale softly.

The more Mu Yutian thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt.

How could I be so shameless and do this kind of spring! Dream!

Murong Yan sent Mu Yutian back to the dormitory and let her continue to rest.

"If you can't sleep, just get out of bed and take a walk," Murong Yanxing thought for a moment, walked to the safe, opened the long-dusty xiāng zǐ, took out the shǒu jī from it, and then took out the charger from the drawer on the side, and handed it to her.

"shǒu jī will give it back to you, when you want to play, you can play it, but remember moderation, your body has just recovered, pay attention to your body, if there is a little abnormal state, remember to tell me, right...... I asked He Xiaosheng to be on standby outside, and if you have something, you can find him. ”

"It's hard to get used to being so gentle all of a sudden." Mu Yutian took the shǒu jī that Murong Yan handed him and said with a smile.

"You mean I used to be fierce?" Murong Yanxing turned his face slightly and looked at her seriously.

"It's not ......" just feels different.

Mu Yutian didn't know how to describe it, so she didn't go deeper.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Mu Yutian stopped Murong Yanxing, who was about to leave, "That...... You've just ...... Why did you say it just now...... You're the one to say 'I'm sorry'? ”

"The person who caused you to fall into a coma and gave you medicine is Sang...... Cause and effect, Luo Qianxiao should have told you, Sang Yu will do this to you, it's all because of my relationship, so I should say 'I'm sorry' to you, isn't it? "Murong Yan is arrogant and uninhibited, but he is not indistinguishable from wrong, things started because of him, and they started because of him.

Mu Yutian was implicated, he didn't want to admit that he actually involved his fiancée in the incident, but he couldn't get past himself.

"Of course not!" Mu Yutian frowned disapprovingly, and immediately said, "Who is to blame for what happened!" It's the bad guys who are at fault, of course! It has nothing to do with you! ”

Mu Yutian is a tendon, her thinking is very direct, and she has never thought about these things that go around the bend.

But...... That's what she likes the most.

Murong Yan's heart softened a little at this moment, because of the girl in front of him.

He bent down and reached out to rub Mu Yutian's head.

Mu Yutian and him faced each other, and the two of them were very close, so Mu Yutian subconsciously pouted.

"What?" Murong Yanxing chuckled at her appearance and deliberately teased her.

"You're not going to ......?" Mu Yutian glared at him, and his face, which had finally recovered, began to heat up again.

"Forget it, the waist is bent down, if you don't kiss it, it seems to be a bit of a loss." Murong Yanxing reached out and clasped the back of her head and pressed it against her soft lips......