Feng Yu turned her eyes, curled her lips slightly, and put her hands around Xin Moge's neck. She put everything aside and said, "Of course... I miss you too." Are you satisfied with this answer?
Sure enough, Xin Moge was quite satisfied with the answer. He smiled lovingly and lowered his head to kiss Feng Yu's lips, tasting it like a dragonfly touching water.
Feng Yu smiled and leaned into Xin Moge's arms again, and she could clearly hear Xin Moge's heartbeat in her ears.
Xin Moge also enjoyed this moment of undisturbed solitude. He looked towards the dark night outside the window and gently rubbed the back of Feng Yu's head with his hand.
The next morning, the morning light began to rise, and the light penetrated into the quiet room through the closed doors and windows.
Feng Yu slowly woke up.
Last night, on the bamboo couch, in Xin Moge's arms, she fell asleep without realizing it. When Xin Moge carried her to bed, she couldn't remember and had no memory. She turned her head and looked at her eyes.
Xin Moge, who seemed to be thinking about something, asked: "Why can't you pay back today?"
"Accompany you." Xin Moge spit out two words from his thin lips.
Feng Yu suddenly laughed, then turned to a serious look, nodded in a dignified manner: "Well, that's a good excuse."
"Excuse?" Xin Moge grasped these two words, turned half sideways and supported his head with one hand, and lifted Feng Yu's chin with the other hand, half smiling.
Feng Yu raised her eyebrows, vaguely feeling that the temperature today seemed a bit low, but thinking about it, it was already late autumn after all. She reached out and grabbed Xin Moge's hand that lifted her chin, and held it firmly.
His tone remained unchanged and he said: "That's right! Otherwise, tell me what you can do with me?"
Xin Moge said nothing.
Feng Yu continued: "Besides, sleeping alone is more comfortable and more spacious."
Xin Moge's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of danger, and he held Feng Yu's hand with his backhand, "So, if I sleep with you, you will feel uncomfortable?"
How could Feng Yu not hear the hint of threat in Xin Moge's voice? As the saying goes, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero." She quickly changed her tone and denied with a smile: "How could that be? You must have heard wrong."
"Then you say it again and let me listen carefully to see where I got it wrong."
"This... this... Oops, I seem to have forgotten something. It seems it's still early, I'll sleep a little longer." Feng Yu pretended to be confused and turned her back to Xin Moge.
Xin Moge hugged Feng Yu, hugged her whole body into his arms, leaned over and kissed Feng Yu's side face from behind.
Feng Yu shrank her head, closed her eyes and tried to dodge.
Xin Moge didn't allow Feng Yu to avoid him, and the kiss he gave was overbearing, doting and a little punitive.
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Outside the room, the morning light became brighter and brighter, and the sun rose silently from the horizon.
I don’t know exactly how much time passed before the door opened.
Feng Yu, who was neatly dressed, ordered her maid to bring toiletries in, washed up with Xin Moge, and had breakfast together.
After breakfast, Feng Yu went to Chan's place as usual, ready to feel Chan's pulse and see Chan's specific condition today.
Before Liao Chan woke up, Xu Yun was taking care of him every step of the way, even staying in Chan's room at night.
As soon as Feng Yu walked in, Xu Yun came forward to greet her, put his hands together and called her "donor".
Feng Yu nodded, and while asking Xu Yun about Chan's situation last night, she walked towards Chan and sat down beside Chan's bed to feel Chan's pulse.
