I never expected that twenty-one-year-old Mu Wanqing would still be this kind of thing.
Why not just change the direction to sleep?!
You can't find a toilet like this?!
Yang Mufan raised his hand and rubbed his temples fiercely.
I wanted to ignore her and let her suffocate to death.
But seeing her crying so miserably, he yelled at her angrily: "What are you doing standing there?! Follow her."
Mu Wanqing's long eyelashes were still covered with crystal clear tears, and she limped to follow.
Yang Mufan stood at the door of the bathroom, folding his hands on his chest and staring at her with an extremely ugly face: "Go in."
Mu Wanqing rushed into the bathroom in a daze, and then slammed the thick wooden door.
Yang Mufan, on the other hand, glanced at her with extreme contempt and disgust, snorted coldly, then turned around and went to bed again.
When he thought the farce had finally come to an end, he could sleep peacefully——
However--
Ten minutes later, the quilt was lifted, and one side of the big bed suddenly sank...
Yang Mufan's mind suddenly buzzed.
Mu Wanqing's thin body kept moving towards the center of the big bed little by little. Finally, the big thorn lay in the middle of the big bed, found the most comfortable position, curled up like a shrimp, and then
She let out an extremely comfortable groan and fell asleep beautifully.
And Yang Mufan was dumbfounded.
After staring at her blankly for a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses. He was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He opened his voice and roared at her like a thunderbolt: "Mu Wanqing, you damn woman, what on earth are you doing?!
You don’t want to live anymore, do you?!”
You actually climbed into his bed so brazenly without his consent?!
Sure enough, my skin was itchy again.
If he didn't show her any prowess, he would really think that he was looking up to everyone who was just a soft-boiled person.
However, in the following time, no matter how Yang Mufan roared or threatened, Mu Wanqing did not hear her at all, and showed no sign of waking up. She was still curled up in the middle of the big bed like a baby, breathing evenly, and sleeping peacefully.
And tranquility.
Yang Mufan was so angry that his internal organs exploded. No one in a long, long time could make him so mad.
Having no other choice, he hugged her roughly and planned to throw her back on the sofa.
However, as soon as she picked her up a little, Mu Wanqing showed signs of being disturbed and became unhappy. She opened her throat and let out a scream that was more earth-shattering than killing a pig. She was so frightened that Yang Mufan was rude.
He reached out and covered her mouth.
Worried about waking up Yang Mulin, Yang Mufan did not dare to move her anymore. He just looked at her with a murderous look and said through gritted teeth: "Mu Wanqing, I will come to you tomorrow to settle the accounts. I won't make your life worse than death.
I really don’t admire Fan.”
After saying that, I took a pillow and went to sleep in the next room.
But, then I thought: Why should he go to the guest room to sleep?!
The bed is his, the room is his, and no matter what, he shouldn't be the one who should get out.
So, he lay on the bed, leaning sideways, staring at her hatefully with extremely gloomy and terrifying eyes.
He swore that he would kick her down the first second she woke up.
However, the consequences of staring at her without blinking are...
I don't know if it was because of the beautiful moonlight, the great atmosphere, or some other reason, but Yang Mufan stared at him, his fierce and ferocious eyes couldn't help but soften a little bit.
The coldness faded away, and there was a strange glimmer of light in the bottom of his bottomless eyes.
