Mom, mom, in his sleep, Mo Yan seemed to see his mother in his previous life standing in front of him and smiling at him, but the next moment his mother's figure began to move away.
Seeing her mother moving away, Mo Yan felt very painful and reached out to pull her, but no matter how she pulled, the moment she touched the corner of her mother's clothes, her mother moved away again.
Scratching and scratching, tears flowed. Mo Yan couldn't catch his mother's clothes, and he felt endless sadness in his heart.
"Mom," Mo Yan woke up in the early morning with an exclamation. What she couldn't forget was that figure in her heart. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly. She didn't expect that when she came to this ancient time, she would think of that insignificant family affection in the 21st century. "
"Talk," Mu Feng has been sitting by Mo Yan's bed, fearing that something would happen to Mo Yan in the middle of the night. As a result, Mo Yan was babbling, but in the morning he was still awake amid the babbling.
A trace of sadness flashed across Mo Yan's face, then disappeared, and she put on an indifferent expression. She didn't look at Mu Feng, but just sat on the bed.
Mo Yan didn't know how much he said in his sleep, but he didn't dare to look at Mu Feng from the corner of his eyes. Mo Yan didn't want the vulnerability in his heart to be exposed in front of the man in front of him.
"Are you hungry? This is..."
"Get out," interrupting Mu Feng, Mo Yan bit her lip, closed her eyes and said coldly, "Get out."
Go out? Call yourself out as soon as you get there? Mu Feng felt ironic when he heard Mo Yan's words. He did not move his body and still sat in front of Mo Yan.
"Get out?" Mu Feng laughed twice, which made Mo Yan's face paler. He grabbed Mo Yan's shoulders tightly with both hands and asked Mo Yan to face him, "Could it be that after I guarded you all night, what did you give me?"
Just two of them walking 'out'?!"
The bamboo leaves outside the window rustled, as if it was pouring rain. The maid who was walking at the door with the food couldn't help but trembled. The maid's feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and she didn't dare to step into the house.
Mo Yan looked at Mu Feng but did not look at him. His expression was cold and his eyes were slightly closed.
"Yan..." Seeing Mo Yan like this, a stern flash flashed in his eagle eyes, and a hint of evil appeared in the corner of his mouth. He gently bent down and kissed the lips that he coveted, even though the lips were slightly purple under the condition.
, but the soft and sweet taste has not changed at all
Mo Yan bit her lip and closed her lips. Facing Mu Feng's domineering evil spirit, this was all she could do.