Muyin, who was stunned on the spot, wiped the saliva from his face and was shocked...
Little brat! Little brat! Bastard! She was just about to rush up and teach Yuan Hongchou a lesson, but lightning flashed outside the window, followed by a deafening thunder roll, which frightened Muyin.
The person on the bed was even more exaggerated, screaming and rolling up the quilt into a ball.
As if sensing that Muyin hadn't left yet, Yuan Hongchou poked his head out from under the quilt, revealing his red face. After glancing at Muyin with a pair of beautiful eyes, he started looking around randomly.
There was another thunder, which scared him so much that he closed his eyes tightly and couldn't help shouting: "Mother Concubine!" After shouting, he felt embarrassed.
Because Muyin hasn't left yet.
"No... don't laugh!" Yuan Hongchou stopped her.
"Pfft..." The previous embarrassment was instantly resolved. Muyin rubbed his hands and walked over, smiling and saying, "Show me, sister, did you wet the bed?"
"Piss on you!" Yuan Hongchou hid on the bed, "Don't come over!"
"Haha! Really not?" Muyin leaned closer again, and at this time another lightning flashed by. The smart Yuan Hongchou immediately dragged Muyin to the bed and carefully hugged her neck.
How could Muyin dare to show off her dignity? She didn't expect Yuan Hongchou to be so upright.
But he always calls his mother concubine... Thinking of Qi Guifei, Muyin also feels a little pitiful for Yuan Hongchou. He lost his mother and concubine when he was young. It seems that he is afraid of thunder, and there is no one around him who can rely on, so... he regards himself as a relative.
Already?
After thinking about it, her expression softened a little, and she patted Yuan Hongchou on the back: "Don't be afraid."
"Well..." Yuan Hongchou buried himself on her chest, feeling soft and embarrassed to move. He could only use a fierce attitude to cover up his shyness, "Ugly... you are not allowed to laugh!"
"Okay. I won't laugh." Muyin suddenly remembered his childhood.
I remember one year it rained heavily and long-distance running was required in the military camp. Although I was a child, I still had to participate in training. If I didn’t advance, I would retreat. If I couldn’t endure hardship, how could I survive in the military camp?
After he finished running, he felt light-headed and had a fever. At that time, General Zhao felt sorry for himself and specially gave himself a day off to stay in the military camp.
That day, it rained heavily again, and everyone went out to train, while he was lying alone in the quilt with a fever.
There was also thunder outside. Although I was also afraid, I could only hug my little arms and huddle under the quilt to sleep. It would be some time before I could eat, so I could only rely on sleeping to satisfy my hunger.
In the end, he was hot all over, and it was Mr. Zhao who called the military doctor to treat him. He remembered the military doctor's pitiful eyes, which seemed to say, why did he suffer the consequences at such a young age without the protection of his parents?
At that time, he was thinking, how nice would it be if he had the care of his parents? When he is sick, someone will take care of him; when he is thirsty, someone will pour water; when he is cold, someone will add a quilt; when he is hungry, there will be a hot meal.
The tip of her nose felt sore and she almost shed tears, but Yuan Hongchou beat her to tears.
"Mother concubine..." His low murmur sounded like rain hitting Muyin's heart.
"Okay, the thunder will pass soon." Muyin comforted.
"Well..." Yuan Hongchou replied vaguely, and moved his hand to Muyin's waist, hugging her tightly, "Ugly little girl, you are not allowed to leave me like my mother and concubine."
"Eh?"
"No way!"
"Okay..." Muyin reluctantly agreed. When he said she wouldn't leave, what did she mean by not leaving?
