Stare at her?

I've just seen it, aren't Muzig's eyes closed?

Quickly got up and went over to check, it was really open, and it was very wide, and his eyes were looking straight at the ceiling, dull and focused.

Did she wake up early?

Keeping a distance of half a meter from Muzig, I bent my legs slightly and my toes outward, ready to flee at any moment, and put my hand in front of her eyes and shook it.

Nothing happened.

"Hey, are you awake?" I asked softly, thinking again, "If you wake up and can't move, you blink?" ”

Still unresponsive, not even moving his eyes.

My guess is that the muscles around her eyelids are tense and her eyelids are pulled apart, and she is still dormant.

My college classmate Cui Xiaohu was like this when he was sleeping, he scared me, in the middle of the night, lying in bed, snoring, and his eyes were open, looking like he was awake, but in fact, his brain was resting and he couldn't see anything.

I was relieved, helped her tuck the quilt, returned to the living room, and said to Zheng Bingbing: "It's okay, I won't wake up for a while, don't worry." ”

"Oh." Zheng Bingbing patted his chest, sat down, and looked left and right boredly.

Two people who don't actually know each other very well, staying in a relatively narrow living room, a little embarrassed, I turned on the TV, and watched the news without a match - I made a big fuss in the Nine Immortal Caves and stole the body, shouldn't it be on the news?

In addition to the cultural and tourism industry, he is also responsible for planning the work of giving birth to jade, facing the camera, talking about how to take multiple measures at the same time to encourage the masses to have three children.

"Uncle, I'm a little hungry......," Zheng Bingbing said while sitting on the arm of the sofa, "Isn't it safe to order takeout?" ”

I nodded: "It's easy to reveal the location, so you stay in the house, I'll go out and buy something to eat." ”

"Don't, don't, I'll buy it!" Zheng Bingbing hurriedly said, "I don't dare to stay alone with her." ”

"Okay, then be careful." I say.

Zheng Bingbing found an older windbreaker from the owner's closet, wore it outside, and put on a wide-brimmed hat in the style of a square dance aunt, and went out to buy food.

I watched TV for a while, then got up and went to the bedroom to check, and Muzig's muscles, as if partially activated, kicked a corner of the quilt open, and half of his long legs were exposed.

Long straight and fair, tight and well-proportioned, the knees are small and round, the muscle lines are clear, and not so abrupt, a good leg with a combination of rigidity and softness.

I have to say, this is the most beautiful leg I have ever seen, there is no one, and Zhou Huimin when he was young can fight with one.

Many young people nowadays may not know this name, there was a legend back then, called the Chinese Shuangjue, "Bruce Lee's fist, Zhou Huimin's legs", you can imagine, how good-looking, there should be on Baidu.

However, no matter how good-looking, it is also a water moon mirror flower, after all, people are now in a state of sleep, I can't take the opportunity to take advantage, although in the dream before, what should be touched should not be touched, up and down, inside and out, deep and shallow, have tried, but now back to reality, or subject to moral constraints.

I helped Muzig re-cover the quilt, sat next to her, and looked at her for a while, her eyes seemed to be tired, they were no longer as big as before, and her eyes softened a lot.

According to historical data, her age when she was sealed should be 25 years old, for a girl, it is the age of elegance, and all physiological indicators are at their peak.

When people were at their peak, they slept for four hundred years at once, and no one else would feel good, and I have a little sympathy for her now, or I understand her, which also explains why Muzig has been inducing people to save her for the past four hundred years......