Mu Qingyu suddenly had the urge to hold her in his arms, but just as his hand was about to pass through her arm, his eyes flickered, as if he remembered something, and his brows became frosty again.

He straightened up and walked around the end of the bed. Just as he turned around to leave, the cell phone on the bed table suddenly made a "ding" sound, which was a text message ring tone.

He turned back suddenly, unable to restrain his desire to peek into her secrets, he walked over and picked up her cell phone——

Xiaorou, my brother is asleep. I hope you have a good dream every night. Good night!

"Bah!" Mu Qingyu's dark eyes darkened after reading it. He raised his hand and threw the phone to the ground. Such a loud noise certainly woke up the little woman on the bed.

She opened her eyes suddenly and saw a tall man standing in front of the bed. She was so shocked that she kicked off her feet and rolled down from the bed.

"Ah...ah, what are you doing? You came to my room in the middle of the night to disturb my sleep." An Yurou touched her buttocks and raised her head resentfully.

Her loose hair was draped over her shoulders, her eyes were sleepy, her mouth was pursed, and she looked dissatisfied and aggrieved. The white cartoon pajamas she wore were loose and wrapped around her little body, making her look as cute as a Barbie doll that had been woken up.

"What wonderful dream did you have?" Mu Qingyu stared at her condescendingly, with an inexplicable evil fire running through his chest.

"What did you say?" An Yurou was stunned. She seemed to have really dreamed, and she had not yet completely escaped from the dream.

Mu Qingyu bent down, pulled up a strand of long hair that fell between her eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips in a strange arc, "Let me ask you, who are you dreaming about in your dream?"

An Yurou's eyes flashed and her mind returned to normal. She stared at the handsome face that was not sleepy at all and asked in confusion: "Did you see me dreaming?"

Mu Qingyu choked, paused, and then pulled her hair hard, "Yes!"

"You asked me when you saw it." An Yurou pulled her hair back from his hand angrily, lowered her eyes, and suddenly saw the shattered mobile phone on the ground, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Oh my God, my mobile phone

?Ahhh...why did you dump my phone?"

She picked it up sadly and was about to cry... The electrical board fell out, the screen was broken, and the phone case behind it also cracked in half.

"You? What's wrong with you!" She gritted her teeth, stood up angrily, and held up her broken cell phone to question Mu Qingyu.

Seeing her like this, Mu Qingyu was so angry that he waved his hand and dropped the broken mobile phone in her hand several meters away...

"Bah!" The phone was completely useless.

"Stinky devil, I'll fight you!" This phone was an eighteenth birthday gift from Papa Smurf. It cost several thousand dollars, but he broke it just like that.

Papa Smurf was gone, but at least she still had a thought left by her side! This time, she didn't have it anymore.

An Yurou was so sad that tears welled up in her eyes. She raised her fist and greeted Mu Qingyu shamelessly. However, for Mu Qingyu, those few blows were just an itch.

Just because her body didn't hurt didn't mean that the man could ignore her and tolerate her "bold behavior" towards him. As a result, her hands were quickly restrained, and then she was thrown onto the bed by the man.

"You...you are so presumptuous!" He pointed at her angrily, his rising and falling chest showing how angry he was, and his eyes were red.

"You're so presumptuous!" An Yurou climbed up again and stood high on the bed. This time, she was a head taller than him and could look down at him from a high position.

"Why did you break my phone? You have to pay for it!" Angry and sad, she waved her hands and shouted at him hoarsely, regardless of her identity or the consequences.

"Don't even think about it!" The man's momentum certainly did not diminish.

"You are unreasonable!"

"..."

"You are not a man!"

"..."

"You're a bastard! A big bastard!"

"Have you scolded enough?" It was really unbearable. She stood on the bed, and he still looked up to her. She waved her hands so fiercely. Although there were tears in her eyes, she was full of resentment towards him. Her expression seemed like

I want to eat him and skin him.

Where does his manly dignity go?

Mu Qingyu clenched his fists, stared coldly with red eyes, his bloodthirsty look, and his cold scolding voice really effectively stopped An Yurou.

She suppressed her excitement, huffed, and looked at the man in front of her with aggrieved eyes, tears rolling down her face.

"Why are you so mean? Do you know that the mobile phone was a gift from my father. He passed away... Wuwuwu, why are you so bad, why?"

An Yurou sat down on the bed, grabbed the sheets and started crying like a child.

Mu Qingyu's eyes were furrowed and his stern face had a changeable expression. Her crying made his heart a mess. After a long time, he flicked his eyelids and shouted: "That's enough. If you cry again, I'll kill you."

Throw it out the window!"

"Uuuuuuuu..." An Yurou let go of the sheets and looked at him with tearful eyes. Because she couldn't stop for a while, her shoulders shook, and the twitching look was really endearing.

Mu Qingyu became inexplicably irritable again. He curled his fingers with his hands hanging down and closed his eyes in distress. When he opened them, he suddenly stepped over to the bedside and turned off the wall lamp.

An Yurou was startled, and just as she was about to yell at him, a pair of hands suddenly reached out to her, picked her up and fell on the bed together...

"Let me go!" The little woman struggled in the darkness.

The man had a cold face and said nothing.

"Let go, I hate you!"

The man breathed heavily and still said nothing.

"Bad guy, you are a completely bad man... Uh-huh..." A certain man sealed his mouth.

An Yurou didn't know when she fell asleep. Anyway, after she struggled for a while, she was subdued by the man domineeringly. Whenever she scolded her, he would seal her mouth, and whenever she moved, his arms would tighten even more.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, and An Yurou is also wise.

Besides, she was really tired. Although she felt uncomfortable being held in a man's arms, no matter how uncomfortable she felt, she couldn't help but feel sleepy.

Hearing her long and shallow breathing, Mu Qingyu gently let go of her, pulled up the blanket and covered the two of them...

That night, he also slept peacefully. He thought it might be because she was by his side.

"Young Master, tomorrow is the weekend, do you have any activities?" Du Ziteng asked Mu Qingyu during breakfast the next day.

"It's hot, so stay home."

"Okay, let's play cards."

"How can two people fight?" Mu Qingyu glanced at him.

"I taught that girl."

"Don't teach her."

"Why?"

"She is still a student." Mu Qingyu finished drinking the milk, looked at the egg yolk on the plate, and said to Du Ziteng, "Don't waste the egg yolk, give it to her."

When An Yurou went downstairs to have breakfast, she saw a peeled egg yolk on her plate. Zhenzhen told her that it was given to her by the eldest young master.

When An Yurou heard this, she threw the egg yolk aside angrily, "I don't want to eat the rest of his food."
Chapter completed!