At this time, Yun Dieyi finally understood why Mo Feijun said that the flower pickers disturbed his rest, and why he actually used this dense forest as a sleeping place for a long time. This is not a fucking hobby.
No wonder when he first appeared, his clothes were messy and he looked sleepy and lazy.
Yun Dieyi immediately wanted to stand up for Jun Feimo. Such a cute child was dragged down by Mo Feijun. He couldn't sleep under the warm brocade quilt in the palace in the middle of the night. Instead, he had to go to sleep in the deep forest.
rattan.
She looked around and found that except for the cold wind and the sounds of birds and animals from time to time, there was nothing special about it.
So the doubts blurted out unconsciously, with a consistent tone, "You sleep here to watch the night view? Occasionally accompanied by the roar of wild beasts? It's really interesting."
Mo Feijun frowned slightly, "Why are you so wordy?"
Wordy? He actually called her wordy? Yun Dieyi, who had never received such an evaluation before, looked dissatisfied, raised her cheerful face, and met Mo Feijun's dark and undefeatable eyes.
"What's wrong with me being wordy? If you have the ability, you should be wordy once. In order to show my tolerance and generosity, I will never mind your wordiness, or let us compete to see who is more wordy. Let you know that wordiness also requires skill.
, how dare you think I’m wordy, I’m wordy, I’m proud, you want to be wordy, but you won’t be wordy…”
Yun Dieyi sputtered for a long paragraph, and every sentence was wordy.
There was always a sly and delicate smile on his face, as if he was sincerely torturing Mo Feijun's eardrums.
Mo Feijun's face gradually darkened, but he never became angry. This disappointed Yun Dieyi, although with her little practice, she might not be able to withstand Mo Feijun's anger.
His hands forcibly wrapped around Yun Dieyi's waist, and with a slight click, he left the ground and landed on the ivy hanging bed in mid-air.
Before Yun Dieyi had time to hit him, Yu Jian was restrained and unable to use her moves. Mo Feijun pressed her lightly and forced her to lie down on the bed, "Sleep, don't make any noise."
Huh? There was a deep helplessness in Yun Dieyi's eyes. What kind of airplane was Mo Feijun doing? Did he dare to act according to common sense? At least, she was mentally prepared.
While he was surprised, Mo Feijun had already laid down on his own, and there was no hint of sleepiness in his voice, "You need to compensate me for sleeping, so you have to sleep with me."
ps; Thank you Weiyang for reminding me, but this part has been finalized for now, I will try my best to change it a little bit.