However, Yu Mo suddenly thought that he was the enemy who killed her father, but she was still here to sympathize with him? Besides, hadn't he tortured herself enough?
He just looks a little pitiful now, but you can't sympathize with him. Su Yumo, you have to remember that there must be something hateful about pitiful people.
Yu Mo shook his head to prevent himself from thinking too much, but he was still thinking about the button under Mu Tianqi's pillow, so he didn't sleep very well.
"Water...I want to drink water." Mu Tianqi spoke again, his voice low and hoarse.
Yu Mo, who was not asleep, immediately opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and then at the big Mu Tianqi.
Finally, he got up and poured him a glass of water.
Yu Mo called him many times but got no response. She helplessly helped him up and put the cup to his lips. Mu Tianqi felt something moist against her lips and immediately opened her mouth instinctively.
Started drinking water.
Even after drinking a glass of water, Mu Tianqi didn't feel thirsty. Yu Mo put him down and turned to leave, but he held her hand.
His hands are frighteningly strong.
Yu Mo staggered and almost rolled to the bed without her body. Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quickly stretched out her other hand and clasped it on the edge of the bed.
However, Mu Tianqi gave another gentle tug, but the force was not small, and her whole body still hit him firmly.
Yu Mo leaned against him, her head resting on his neck, and Mu Tianqi's hand easily rested on her back.
The harder Yu Mo struggled, the tighter he hugged her. Yu Mo also knew enough not to dare to move any more. If she moved again, Mu Tianqi would probably hug her and rub her into his bones.
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She could feel how hard her heart was beating, and her face was as hot as fire.
As soon as Yu Mo took a breath, the orchid fragrance from his body rushed into her nose, mixed with the smell of wine.
She had just thought that Mu Tianqi smelled of wine, but now it had a faint scent of wine, which made people unconsciously intoxicated.
"Xiao En, don't leave me, don't abandon me..." He hugged Yu Mo tightly and murmured.
"Don't be cruel and don't want me. What will you do if you leave me alone?..."
Although Mu Tianqi's words were a bit unclear, Yumo heard them clearly this time.
Xiao En? Is it his favorite girl? Is it the dead girl?