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Chapter 132: The Messy Bed 5

The room returned to calm, but the person standing on the side didn't understand anymore.

Xiao Zeping was puzzled by Mo Yan's words. As a proton, didn't he rely on the protection of others? Or did Mo Yan find Mu Ling as a backer? But isn't Mu Feng better than Mu Ling?

For the first time, Xiao Zeping felt that there was such a difficult person to figure out. Mu Feng was already an unimaginable person, and now Mo Yan was so confused.

The light moonlight shines on the floor through the transparent window, and the slightly cold night seems slightly cold at this moment, as if it is a winter night.

"The Thirteenth Prince treats me as a chess piece..." Zi, Xiao Zeping did not say the word 'zi', walked up to Mo Yan with a smile on his lips, and whispered in Mo Yan's ear, "Who are you? You

Couldn't it be him?"

"'He'?" Mo Yan showed a sarcastic expression, "Xiao Ze Ping"

Word by word, Mo Yan called Xiao Zeping with some disdain, "Didn't you bump into me?"

If Xiao Zeping hadn't appeared, Hua Feili wouldn't have run into the room and thrown Xiao Zeping down on the bed. Then Mo Yan wouldn't have pulled Xiao Zeping away, and she wouldn't have been bumped into by Mu Feng.

"Mufeng is very smart, but sometimes he is not calm," Mo Yan smiled lightly, with a hint of sadness. Mu Feng treated her like this. Mo Yan really didn't know how to treat Mu Feng after the incident.

Mo Yan did not owe anything to Mu Guo. She did not use her identity as a proton to find out anything about Mu Guo. She also did not feel sorry for Mo Guo. She had been a proton for so many years. The only person she felt she might be sorry for was Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's deep love for Mo Yan, Mo Yan knew that it would be difficult for him to recover in this life.

"You did it on purpose," Xiao Zeping's eyes flashed, "Do you know martial arts?"

But Xiao Zeping grabbed Mo Yan's wrist, but he couldn't feel a trace of internal strength. This Mo Yan was just like an ordinary person, and Mo Yan's body was even weaker.

"Martial arts?" Mo Yan smiled faintly, "Your Majesty, it's best not to get too involved in some things, but isn't this event very interesting? I'll satisfy you."

Xiao Zeping frowned slightly and then smiled again. Looking at Mo Yan, he saw the coldness in those beautiful eyes, "No matter who you are, I will eventually know."

Seeing Xiao Zeping dash out of the room, Mo Yan stamped her foot fiercely. These people would really cause trouble for her.


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