Zhan Muchen's eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned around and took out something from the drawer, spread it out in his palm and showed it in her sight: "Is this it?"
Yu Xi opened her eyes wide in surprise and stared at the bracelet in his palm. She unconsciously stood up and walked to him, picked up the bracelet and studied it carefully.
But in the end, she shook her head: "It's very similar, but there are still some differences. It's like an improved version of my bracelet. However, this bracelet must be made by Kaixin. I understand her design."
She handed the bracelet back to Zhan Muchen with a puzzled look on her face: "Why do you have something designed by her? Do you know her?"
Zhan Muchen didn't answer her question, he just took her hand and easily put the bracelet on her slender wrist.
Looking at the bracelet on her wrist, he was distracted for a few seconds, as if this bracelet was meant to be worn on her hand. It looked so pleasing to the eye, even natural, as if it had always been on her wrist.
superior.
Maybe it once really belonged to her.
Yu Xi didn't understand what he meant and didn't dare to ask. Seeing that he was just looking at her wrist with a deep look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, she unconsciously pulled her little hand away from his. It was rare that he didn't stop her this time.
She was sure it belonged to Kai Xin. Since she couldn't get an answer from him, she could only wait until she had a chance to escape and ask Kai Xin what was going on. But now, she just hoped to get along with him.
Stay safe and sound.
"I...can I go back to sleep?" Meeting his complicated gaze, she said timidly: "I'm so tired and I really want to rest."
He hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
Yuxi breathed a sigh of relief and walked out the door with brisk steps as if she had been pardoned.
"Don't you want to sleep? Where do you want to go?" Zhan Muchen's deep voice sounded from behind.
She was startled and hurriedly turned around to look at him: "I...I'm going back to my room to sleep..."
"This is your room." He sat down at the desk and opened his notebook. "From now on, you can only sleep on my bed."
Although she had thought about this outcome, when the words came out of his mouth, she still felt a little bit depressed and uncomfortable in her ears. However, the unwillingness only fleetingly passed away.
She has always been a sensible person. Although she is not very young, she has already learned to bully the good and fear the evil, and to be submissive when necessary.
After staring at his meticulous back for a while, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he seemed to be working very seriously. She slowly walked to the bed and climbed onto it.
This was not the first time she slept on this bed, but it was the first time she took the initiative to climb on it. She felt cold, indescribable despair and sadness. From then on, she really became his exclusive bed-warming tool.
With such a sad thought, she rolled around on the bed twice and gradually fell into sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but her watery eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a strange itch on her neck, as if a puppy was licking and kissing her sensitive neck and earlobes.
She subconsciously stretched out her hand and held his neck: "Uncle Mu Chen, don't leave, don't leave me, don't..."
The will to endure was destroyed, and the passion exploded instantly...
It seemed like a century had passed. She was so exhausted that she fell on the soft quilt and fell into a deep sleep. Tireless, he still held her chin and gently rubbed her face: "Why did you forget me? Girl, tell me
Why on earth am I?”
She twisted her body uneasily, and even in her sleep she was still frightened by his cold breath mixed with enthusiasm, "No, don't leave..."
His eyes flickered, and the strength of his fingertips dissipated a bit, but he still didn't let go of her face: "Who wants to leave?"
"Mu Chen...Uncle..." She opened her mouth, not sure if it was to answer his question or to breathe fresh air. Her consciousness seemed to have returned a little, but her eyelids were extremely heavy and she couldn't open them no matter what.
As if she was dreaming something, her little hands suddenly began to fumble around in the air. When they touched his arm, a pair of hands hugged him tightly: "Don't leave, Uncle Mu Chen, don't leave, don't leave me, don't...
"
Countless crystal tears rolled down from the corners of her closed eyes, one drop at a time, as if falling on his heart, burning the tip of his heart and causing pain.
She still shook her head vigorously and grabbed him hard: "Don't go, don't go, Mu Chen, don't, don't..."
He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, holding her salty tears in his mouth and sighing silently: "I'm here, but I won't leave."
As if she could really hear his voice, she let out a cry and unconsciously leaned closer to him, burying her little face into his naked and hot chest, and tears wet every muscle in his body.
, every nerve.
His big palm fell on her smooth back. He did not kiss her. He just patted her back gently and comforted her softly: "I won't leave, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
After a long time, she finally fell asleep peacefully again. He held up her head and let her rest on his arm. His movements were cautious as never before, for fear that an accident would wake her up from her deep sleep.
There were still two tears hanging in the corners of her eyes that had not yet fallen. Her small face was covered with tear stains, her eyebrows were tangled together, and she did not relax even in her sleep.
Why is she afraid of him leaving?
He could feel that every time she was in restless sleep, she could easily dream of him. When her consciousness was blurred, the soft voice of "Uncle Muchen" called directly into his heart.
All signs showed that they had an unforgettable past, but he had forgotten her, and she was very strange to him now.
It's not that I haven't thought that she might have been hurt in some way and forgot about herself. Just like him, he lost a certain memory in the past and now wants to get it back but can't find a way at all. However, no matter whether she has forgotten or not,
Regardless of whether she had ever loved him or not, the person in her heart now was inexplicable.
He could clearly feel the inexplicable coldness and alienation towards her. Not only was she confused, but he himself couldn't understand it either.
If you don't care, you can't keep staring at her in the dark. If you care, why don't you take her away and leave her beside him? He never thinks how good he is to her. When she is by his side,
She is always sad, scared, and crying.
His fingertips touched the corners of her eyes, carefully wiping away the two hanging tears. The tears had cooled down, but they felt like burning pain when they fell on his fingers.
He couldn't figure out his feelings for her, but he knew that she had this inexplicable moment in her heart. She was so flustered that she just wanted to tear that man to pieces in front of her. He didn't want to admit that he was jealous. Over the years, he never knew
What does jealousy feel like?
However, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, like sand in my eyes, and my heart is filled with undue sadness and resentment.
He wanted her to forget that man, and even the whole world, and that he would always be the only one in her heart.
The big palm fell along the face, and once again came to her tortured softness. Only by allowing her to be branded with his own brand, would his heart be at ease!
He opened her weak legs, ignoring her already exhausted body, and with a loud voice, he plunged into the still moist tightness.