The headlights were turned off, and a dark blue wall light was lit at the head of the bed. Mu Qingyu looked at her beautiful sleeping face, and a comfortable smile appeared on her handsome face.

The smooth forehead, beautiful eyes, a skillful nose, and a small mouth are completely beautifully combined together, embedded in her small melon-shaped face, so pity that people love it.

I am afraid that she will feel pain if I pinch it more, and I will not be satisfied if I pinch it less. Only by holding it in my arms every day, watching it like this, and stroking it gently can I truly feel that she is my own.

This night, I was destined to have a beautiful dream, destined to sleep soundly and hard, because of her company.

When An Yurou woke up, the man was still lying beside her. His breathing was shallow and long, with long eyelids covering his eyelids, and his face was soft. The red fingerprints on his face had disappeared. It seemed that her hand was thrown on his face as if she was thrown on a ball, and she returned to her original state in a short while.

But at that time, he must have felt in pain, right?

An Yurou's hand gently stroked his face. This was the second time she had hit him clearly since she knew him. The first time he was annoyed and made her his lover angrily.

And this time, not only was he not angry, but he was as gentle as a lover who loved her deeply.

Does he really love himself?

It is a great leap to love. An Yurou feels that she is greedy. In fact, as long as he can like herself, she can avoid being hurt by Fan Lili and Yao Meier with his liking.

Out of selfishness, she wanted him to like it, but unexpectedly, she fell into it herself, and it was more than a little bit.

His fingers slid from his forehead to the tip of his nose and then slowly fell onto his lips. His lips were thin, soft, with edges and corners, and very beautiful.

An Yurou stared at his lips, pressing her fingertips against her lower lip slightly lost consciousness.

"Ah!" At this moment, the man suddenly opened his mouth and sucked her fingers in. An Yurou came back to her senses and exclaimed, wanting to pull it back, but the man sucked it tightly, just like sucking milk.

"Let me go, let go, hahaha..." His tongue wrapped around her fingers and rotated, and his fingertips were slightly itchy, causing An Yurou to laugh.

Mu Qingyu hugged her and sucked hard for a while. Jier turned over and bit her mouth in one bite...

It was kissing and rubbing again. The fierce battle made the body that had just woken up again with sweat stains. An Yurou lay on the bed panting, her eyes blurred, staring at the ceiling, and murmured weakly: "You are so savage, Mu, Qing, Yu!"

"You are so seductive, Mu...Yu...Ah..."

"Huh?" An Yurou turned her face, shining with her confused clear eyes, and said in surprise, "Mu Yuer?"

"Take my surname Mu." He smiled, but said seriously.

"No." She refused, very firm.

"Hey, where is the bad guy in the surname Mu?"

"The An family has been kind to me, and I cannot change the surname given to me by my father."

"Then why did you change your surname Mu at will?"

An Yurou's eyes were dumbfounded and she looked at him in a daze. Mu Qingyu narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, "What's strange? You are an orphan and have become my lover. Don't I understand your past situation? You will understand after going to the orphanage to investigate. Your original name is Mu Yuer."

An Yurou then calmed her suspicion on her face, her expression became dark, her eyes continued to stare at the ceiling, and said softly: "Yes, my original name is Mu Yuer, which was chosen by Brother Ye. The dean said, Brother Ye likes me and said he would take me to grow up. The dean said, "Then you give my sister a name, and Brother Ye said that he has the same surname as me, and his name is Mu Yuer."

"How to get Yu'er?"

"Brother Ye said that it was raining that day, and he liked the small rain flower stones embedded in the corridor of the orphanage."

"Mu Yuer... It sounds nice. We were a family five hundred years ago." The man laughed, put his hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling like her.

"It's not the same as you."

"Why isn't it? My surname is Mu, and your surname is Mu. Maybe we were husband and wife in our previous life."

"Haha, how is that possible?"

"You have never heard of couples in the past life and lovers in this life?"

When An Yurou heard this, her smile suddenly froze... The lover in this life! An Yurou is destined to be in a lover relationship with him in this life, not a husband-wife relationship?

Alas! I am dreaming again. He is already lucky to like himself. Why do you still think of being a "couple and wife"?

"I'm getting up." When I felt depressed, An Yurou climbed out of the bed, picked up the pajamas on the ground and put them on her body, and walked towards the bathroom.

Mu Qingyu raised his head and looked at her lost back, and his expression gradually became a little solemn.

The two of them washed and walked out of the villa. An Yurou turned around and looked at the door. Mu Qingyu handed the keys in the villa to her, and told her the door code to remember it in her heart.

When she got into the car, An Yurou said that she would not be able to see him tomorrow after she returned home because her classmates wanted to give her a birthday party.

"Okay." She didn't expect that Mu Qingyu agreed immediately and didn't say a word.

An Yurou was slightly disappointed. He heard that tomorrow was his birthday. Why didn’t he even say “Happy Birthday”?

Back at the gate of G University, An Yurou got out of the car and before closing the door, she looked at the man in the driver's seat again. The man also turned around and stared at her with complicated eyes.

"Goodbye." She closed the door, with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

The man smiled slightly, "Don't forget to bring the phone with you."

"Okay." Her heart rippled, and a stream of happiness slid across her.

When they returned to the dormitory, An Yurou only saw Wang Mingya and Yaya. When they saw her, their eyes stared at her in surprise and refused to move away, as if they were about to stare into her face.

An Yurou felt inexplicably nervous. She blushed and smiled loudly: "Haha, where is Shang Jing?"

Yaya stood up and took her hand to look her up and down. An Yurou's neck shrank and shrank into the scarf, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly. Yaya's eyes were so ugly. She was looking for traces of "love" on An Yurou.

"Yu Rou, it would be too sorry for your sisters if you don't explain it to us today," Yaya put her hands on her hips after examining her, "I said, "Who is the number one handsome guy last night?"

It was really discovered by them, too. There were so many girls who saw Mu Qingyu last night. This gossip spread faster than bacteria.

"Yesterday, last night..." An Yurou let out a look of help from Wang Mingya.

"Stop it. You escaped from the dance halfway to meet your boyfriend, right?" Yaya grabbed An Yurou and insisted on her explaining.

An Yurou blushed and lowered her head and said, "He, he is a friend I met when I was working."

"Is it the man who drives a sports car?" Wang Mingya also came over to find out.

"Yeah." An Yurou could only admit it, but she quickly begged her two roommates, "Don't tell my brother, if he knows, he will scold me, okay to keep it a secret for me?"
Chapter completed!