Chapter 323: He actually slept with her in his arms
in the dark.
Mu Niancheng vigorously pulled the quilt over himself, turned over and lay down with his back to Ouyang Yiman.
Smelly girl, if you want to sleep with me, you have to be prepared to be cold.
Ouyang Yiman did not fall asleep. She opened her eyes and looked at the cold back in front of her. She rolled her eyes and murmured with her eyes closed, "It's so cold."
He moved his body forward and pressed against Mu Niancheng's back.
Suddenly feeling the softness behind him, Mu Niancheng's already sleepless brain immediately went into a state of high alert. Every muscle in his body tensed up, as if there was a fire burning behind him.
He moved forward, trying to stay away from the hot coals that made him highly nervous.
As soon as he moved, Ouyang Yiman behind him suddenly hugged his waist from behind like an octopus, and put her calves on his body. She rubbed her little head on his back, and then fell asleep with even breathing.
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In the darkness, his entire face was dark. If he moved any further, he might have fallen off the bed.
He lay stiffly for a while, feeling as if he was sleeping on pins and needles.
"Take your legs away and let go of your hands." He hummed low and depressed, holding her ankle and pushing it to the other side. Then he opened her little hand and turned around to push her.
Far away.
As soon as he turned around, Ouyang Yiman stepped forward, hugged his neck, and used all her strength to hold him tightly, her soft and tender face pressed against his.
There is no gap in the side face.
At the same time, two calves were hooked around his waist, and the whole body was not touching the bed, but completely hanging on his body.
"What are you doing? Get away."
Mu Lengrui didn't expect that he just turned around and this stinky girl quickly occupied his arms. He grabbed her thin arm and pulled her out.
After pulling a few times, it didn't move at all. The stinky girl didn't know where she got such strength. As he pulled, the strength in her arm became stronger and stronger, and he was almost suffocated by her.
"Relax, I'm about to be strangled to death by you." He was sweating anxiously and growled in a low voice.
"Stop pushing me, and I will let go." Ouyang Yiman seemed to be frightened by his pushing. She moved her face slightly away from him, opened her sleepy gray eyes, and yawned.
She is already sleepy.
"I won't push you, please let go." Mu Niancheng went crazy and wanted to strangle her to death. Not only did the stinky girl get on his bed inexplicably, but she also hugged him without any negotiation. Such Mu Niancheng
Is it still Mu Niancheng? No, no, how can it be the Mu Niancheng who is completely sure of everything?
The little face next to his handsome face was as soft as water, and the touch from the skin was clearly transmitted to the brain, which was very comfortable.
"You promise not to push me away." Ouyang Yiman confirmed again, somewhat unbelievable.
"Are you annoyed? If you continue to be so annoyed, I will throw you out." Mu Niancheng was angry. He was about to stand up in a frenzy, but Ouyang Yiman stopped him.
"Okay, I'll let you go a little bit."
Her delicate little face left him, and she opened her sleepy eyes and stared into his eyes, as if she wanted to look into his eyes. After a while, the strength on her arms decreased, and she loosened his grip slightly.
Suddenly he felt his breathing become smoother and his body felt lighter. He panted.
You stinky girl, you are so thin, how can you get so much strength?
Closing his eyes, he didn't want to argue with her so much anymore. After arguing, she had no reason at all. Instead, she pushed further and kept putting forward various conditions, but he chose to continue to ignore it.
He closed his eyes, stiffened his body, calmed his mind, and prepared to sleep.
He remembered very clearly that the coldest violence is to ignore. Bad girl. I choose to ignore you.
Her soft body moved slowly against him, and her movements when touching him were extremely gentle. She was being cautious. He could clearly imagine her appearance at this time.
He is motionless. If you move as much as you want, I will ignore you.
She took off the arm around his neck and put it around his waist. She leaned forward and her whole body was nestled in his arms. Her little head arched and she became motionless.
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Several minutes passed.
Mu Niancheng was still clear-headed, and the person in his arms had completely fallen into a dream, and the sound of even breathing could be heard.
His arms were raised stiffly above his head, feeling slightly numb. He stretched his arms a few times and tried to put them down, but found that there was nowhere to put them.
He placed it awkwardly on his body and soon fell asleep.
Six o'clock in the morning.
Mu Niancheng woke up and raised his arms to stretch. There was something heavy on his arms. He slowly lowered his head and rubbed his chin against Ouyang Yiman's soft hair.
I felt itchy, and my heart moved inexplicably.
He became annoyed that the stinky girl actually slept on his arm all night.
And his other arm was actually on her body. What was he doing? Did he sleep with her in his arms all night?
Oh my god. How could he do such a thing?
"Brother, good morning." Ouyang Yiman woke up in his arms, grinned a big smile for the first time, and then hugged him tightly intoxicated.
Through the thin pajamas, he felt the soft body in his arms, a feeling he had never experienced before. It was warm, as if he was carrying his mother's caring words.
He hesitated for a moment. He couldn't ignore the feeling coming from his body. Deep in his heart, he actually catered to this feeling.
With a "Boer" sound, he was suddenly kissed on his chin, and the softness with the girl's unique fragrance surrounded him, and he was stunned for a moment.
"This is a good morning kiss, brother. I will give him a good morning kiss when I wake up from now on, so that my brother will be happy all day long."
Seeing that he had no objection, Ouyang Yiman raised her little face with joy, shining with excitement.
Hearing her voice, Mu Niancheng seemed to suddenly wake up from magic. He pushed her away savagely, climbed up, stood on the ground, grabbed the clothes beside him, and rushed into the ### room.
Facing the large floor-to-ceiling mirror, he stared at himself in the mirror. As if he didn't recognize him, suddenly, he unscrewed the water pipe, lowered his head and let the cold water sprinkle on his head until he shivered from the cold.
Then he slowly stood up and looked at himself again, his eyes regained their indifference and coldness.
Ignore her, ignore her, you stinky girl, you want to disturb my dreams.
After washing up in an orderly manner, he walked out, and he was the cold and aloof Mu Niancheng again. His life didn't seem to have changed at all, except that there was a girl's breath in the room.
Cannibalization is a terrible thing.
In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.
Thirteen-year-old Mu Niancheng is already a junior high school student.
Although he is only thirteen years old and has a sense of superiority, at 1.7 meters tall he is the dream of every girl on campus.
He lowered his head quietly, lazily packed a few books into his schoolbag, raised his head slightly, and walked out of the classroom with his ever shriveled schoolbag. A girl suddenly stopped him.
"Mu Niancheng, you have to tell me something today. What do you mean? You neither returned the love letter I wrote to you nor received any reply. Today you must give me an explanation. You
What on earth were you thinking?"
The girl's tall figure has already begun to possess the charm of a woman. Her black hair flows vertically like a waterfall on her chest. On her duck-egg face, she has a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes with a hint of charm, and her lips are full of charm.
She has obviously applied lipstick. She is wearing a bright red lipstick.
Mu Niancheng listened to her without moving. The calm and cold aura on his body gradually solidified, and the calmness between his brows seemed to be listening to the nutritious dialogue, which did not cause him the slightest disturbance. He held Xianxie with one hand.
His schoolbag was draped over his shoulder, and one hand was half-stuck in his trouser pocket.
He took a step forward and walked past the girl's well-proportioned and slender arms, and walked out.
If a proud princess-like girl looked at his figure with hurt, his breath disappearing from her fingers little by little, her strong self-esteem was hurt.
Normally, she is a sweet girl who is admired by all the stars. No one dares to mess with her at home. All the elders dote on her, love and care for her. At school, there is always a group of boys surrounding her behind her. In her desk, there are
Endless chocolates to eat, endless love letters to read.
Only this Mu Niancheng, from the day she came here on the second day of junior high school, there has never been a shadow of her in his eyes. No matter how beautiful the clothes she wears, he treats her as nothing.
It has been nearly a year. She has gone from being angry to being obsessed with him. She has written countless love letters, but nothing has ever happened. When she wants to call him and send him an email, she realizes that his information is unknown to everyone.
She was determined not to give up until she caught him, because there was no way the man she liked, Mo Xiuling, could escape.
After walking a few steps, she took his hand in his trouser pocket. She was shocked to find that hand was cold.
She looked up at the boy in slight surprise, and an inexplicable fear suddenly surged in her heart. She held his hand and trembled slightly.
Mu Niancheng did not move, his straight back exuding a cold aura. He slowly turned his face, his frosty eyes looked at the hand holding him, and his dark eyes stared emotionlessly.
Mo Yanling felt as if her hands were being burned by thousands of cold incandescent lamps, leaving nothing to hide. The moment she stayed by his side for a moment, she felt her heart trembling.
She let go of his hand helplessly, hid it behind her back, licked her lips, and was about to say something to cover up her panic when she looked up and saw that Mu Niancheng had already walked out of the classroom door and left.
She stood in the empty classroom and looked around at everything familiar around her. She didn't know what aura was before, but today she understood that some people have such a strong aura that you will never be able to walk into the center of their circle.
Biting her lips tightly, her seductive eyes were filled with despair. Her heart fell on him.
Mu Niancheng, I will not give up on you, never.
On the boulevard in the campus, Mu Niancheng stood still with an indifferent handsome face. Those nymphomaniac girls kept passing by, screaming softly, for fear of alarming him.
The weather in early autumn left behind the heat of midsummer and returned to the tranquility of autumn. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, which was blue and white with floating white clouds, leisurely and comfortable.
"Wow, he's so handsome. I'm almost suffocated. Come on, come on, take out your phone and take a photo. I want to use his avatar as the screen saver on my phone."
"Yes, yes, I have to look at him every night when I sleep, so that he will appear in my dream. Wow, if he can say a word to me, I will die ten times.
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"I heard that he has a girlfriend. Is it true? According to reliable information, he waits here for a seventh-grade girl every day, and then goes to the gate to go home with Mu Nianxue. I am staying here today.
Prove this rumor."
"It's true, oh my God, my heart hurts so much, it hurts so much, I don't want to live anymore."
Mu Niancheng looked forward mockingly and glanced around. The stinky girl at the twelfth tree actually asked him to meet her under the twelfth tree every day. Otherwise, she would wait in his classroom.
Outside.
Black-hearted witch!
Thinking of Ouyang Yiman, Mu Niancheng's teeth ached with hatred, "stinky girl, one day I will drive you away and go back to your Australia."
She is not here!
Mu Niancheng didn't see Ouyang Yiman's figure, and he felt as if his shackles were released. He quickened his pace and walked towards the gate, "Witch, it's not that I didn't wait for you, it was you who broke your promise first."
"Brother Chengcheng, why didn't you wait for me?" Ouyang Yiman suddenly emerged from the thorn, jumped up, wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, clamped his waist with his legs, and lay down on him