What to do? Subconsciously, Yun Moyu leaned back a little, this was a natural reaction, and without her special control, her body avoided his breath!

What's going on?

Both of them were stunned on the spot, their eyes were facing each other, his persistence, her flickering, they were all smart people, no one was stupid, what the hell seemed to be very simple, didn't it?

Repeated injuries have long become a chasm that cannot be bridged.

Xiao Kuang leaned over for the third time, Yun Moyu simply wrinkled her brows, and fell on the bed in pain.

Knowing that people were pretending, the irritable Xiao Kuang got up and pulled off his tie, Yun Moyu thought he would give up, but now he was really panicked: "I, I, I'm injured!" You, don't do that. ”

Fear! This gaze stimulated Xiao Kuang, if it was before, he would have pounced, shattered all of Yun Moyu's defenses, and got her deeply. And now, Xiao Kuang has not left. Slowly stepped forward, pressed down, and supported his arms on the edge of the bed.

Xiao Kuang smiled, the slight kind, the sharp gaze slowly receded from the pupils, becoming harmless and kind. Yun Moyu was in a trance, it was the first time she had seen a man with such an expression, as if she was trying her best to change in order to get me. The distance is close, Yun Moyu's heart lake is completely messed up, he is so good to himself, he is both attentive and fit, as if he is a treasure in his hand, and he is protected without leakage. But! Those tragic memories are still faintly in front of me.

Don't you think it's too late for you to be gentle when people's hearts are dead?

Well? Her hesitant expression calmed down, and it was mixed with a hint of hatred.

"Yun Moyu, you ......"

"You said that the debt was written off, and now what is it to me like this? Is the lotus root broken? ”

"You're glaring at me, you know?"

“……”

"Yun Moyu, if it weren't for your injury, I would have picked your skin," Xiao Kuang's words didn't have the slightest moisture, she already knew who he was, cold-blooded, cruel, and unmoved by anything. A trace of exhaustion flashed in Xiao Kuang's curtain, and he lowered his head and pillowed on Yun Moyu's lower abdomen: "I have been with you all these days." ”

Yes, he's always with me, why is that? Xiao Kuang didn't say, and Yun Moyu didn't ask. She was afraid that he would say that he loved me, she was afraid that he would regret it, and she was afraid that he would take her back to that home without temperature.

This is probably the end of the sweet life, right? Yun Moyu's pessimistic thoughts were very realistic, and when she looked down, Xiao Kuang actually slept like this. A man with a big head, his fingers gently slid over his perfect cheek, he was so handsome, among the men Yun Moyu saw, Wan Zhiwei was the most crazy, Ye Lingfeng was the most poisonous, and Lin Zheng was the most dragging.

Taken together, the characteristics are not as good as Xiao Kuang, he is the most perfect man. At the same time, his shortcomings are also flattering, he is self-love, he is willing to eat street food, he is arrogant, and he is a corporal. I don't understand, a man who stands up to the sky should have a lot of secrets, and Yun Moyu doesn't know.

In this way, the two of them slept in the same bed, but they had different dreams in the same bed.

This day was very weird, Xiao Kuang not only didn't get angry, but also treated her twice as well. For example, now, he is willing to feed a bowl of porridge. Yun Moyu naturally accepts. The sun at noon was very good, Xiao Kuang pushed her out to take a look, which was also the first time Yun Moyu had left the ward.

It was a very happy thing, chatting with Xiao Kuang, and the two got along very well. But! The sharp-eyed Yun Moyu saw a person, sitting on a bench in the corridor, with a sad face and dull cheeks, as if he had something on his mind.