Yu Shen was so glued that even if he was asleep, Mo Xian couldn't take his hand away. Moved slightly, and after a few seconds he leaned over again.

It seems that she can't live without her.

In the end, Mo Xian didn't move, so he used himself as a pillow and obediently let him hold it.

He said home.

The word home didn't have a specific definition in her head, because she had never felt the atmosphere of home.

Facing the forest team, she has the idea of wanting to be close, like a daughter getting close to her father, she doesn't know if this is a family feeling.

Mo Xian opened his eyes and his thoughts wandered for a long time before he fell asleep deeply. She fell asleep peacefully that night, still on the night of a thunderstorm.

-

The next day, 8 a.m.

A Weibo account that registered on the same day and officially certified "President of Yushi Group" posted a Weibo.

Yu Shen: "@青春707练习生莫羡, the official announcement." ”

Pictured: A pair of diamond rings in a burgundy box.

Pipsqueak's Pipsqueak: "Grass! A plant. ”

Yiyi Little Moon: "Grass and mud horse!" An animal. ”

Colado: "it! A modal word. ”

The cute Ah Jiu: "The top three hot reviews are too much of a Nima show." ”

Mu Nanqian: "My house collapsed!" Just fell in love with my husband, and he became someone else's husband? ”

Yu Yu: "Fans left sad tears! In the past few days, Sister Xian has been sprayed into a sieve, and those who have no brains to scold my family for envy are now going out and apologize! People are the main masters, not the top three! ”

Xiaoxiao Ranran: "I like my sister the most when I watch "Youth Camp", although my sister doesn't have many shots, but I was fascinated by my sister at a glance. This three or four days of continuous cyber violence is too much! ”

“……”

-

The sky was slightly bright, and Mo Xian woke up.

Yu Shen is still sleeping.

Mo Xian gently took his hand away from his waist and slowly got up from his arms. With the movement of getting up, the girl's long seaweed-like hair floated from the pillow.

She hurriedly hooked her hair behind her back so as not to scratch Yu Shen's face.

Outside the window, the white dew fell into the room with a faint white light of fish belly, and when he looked at it from Mo Xian's angle, he saw Yu Shen's slightly pale face.

Preconceived notions, she thinks it's morbid white.

Mr. Yu is not in good health.

Thinking of this, Mo Xian's eyes softened. She slept in his arms last night, pillowing his arm all night, and I don't know if she broke his pillow.

A spy like her is very guarded. Last night he was able to unload his vigilance and fall asleep, in large part because he said on a thunderstorm: "I believe in you." ”

No matter how strong a person is, there will always be a vulnerable place in his heart. And Mo Xian's vulnerability is the loss in a thunderstorm.

Team Lin can't give her absolute trust, and the people she regards as her father can't fully trust her, which she has always been unable to accept, and she has always had a pimple in her heart.

But the royal sinking ......

Mo Xian bent down slightly and carefully pinched his arm that had been pillowed by her all night.

Unblock the veins.

Then she climbed out of bed and left the bedroom.

The figure of the girl left, and the man lying on the bed on his side opened his eyes. He looked in the direction of the doorway and curled his lips silently.

Yu Shen sat up and looked down at his arm.

Did she really treat him as a sick man, knowing that she had pillowed on his arm all night, and she was afraid that she would break his pillow? Give him a massage too.

However, he met Mo Xian, and before he regained his memory, he was indeed a sick man.