Mu Mu didn't feel sleepy at all, he just sat on the bench and stared at the slender figure on the bed.
She is actually a person who pays great attention to details and is not so careless that she doesn't care about reputation at all.
Why she is willing to sleep in his room tonight is because this girl wants to tell him that now, she can only trust him, and she can only trust him 100%!
Mu Mu didn't know when he was standing next to the bed. When he reacted, the girl on the bed was already within his reach.
He finally couldn't help but stretched out his big palm and touched her face.
But when his fingertips almost touched her face, he withdrew them.
He just stood by the bed, looking down at her for who knows how long, until Jiu'er seemed to sense something and frowned slightly.
Mu Mu quickly stepped away, and the girl gradually fell asleep peacefully again.
She was so tired that there was no color on her face at all, but she was still so defensive!
Who can really make her feel at ease? Is it her Nine Emperors Uncle?
When Feng Jiuer said tonight that she didn't like Uncle Nine Emperors, her words were true. Mu Mu was just not sure whether she really didn't like him or whether she subconsciously felt that she didn't like him.
In order to save her, the Ninth Prince was seriously injured and fell into coma. When she was in coma, all she could think about was her Ninth Prince.
What is the actual difference between liking and disliking?
If you care about it in your heart, it probably won’t make any difference, right?
But does she also know that Zhan Qingcheng is definitely not her husband?
Had she ever thought about everything she would have to face if she wanted to stand with the Ninth Prince forever?
This girl must have never thought about it, because she must have never thought about being with her Nine Emperors Uncle forever.
Outside the window, a ray of breeze seeped in, blowing a strand of hair beside Mu Mu's ear.
The cold air also hit instantly.
There was a loud bang, and three black figures stood upright on the trees in the backyard.
Huo Yan stood on the roof of the second floor with several brothers from the new Dragon Cavalry Army.
The loud noise just now was the sound of Huo Yan and one of them taking a palm and tossing each other.
Feng Jiuer opened her eyes, but Mu Mu said: "Huo Yan can handle it, you can continue to sleep."
"Okay." She also wanted to see what level of martial arts the brothers in the new Dragon Cavalry Army had reached.
However, it was impossible for her to continue sleeping peacefully. She was still lying in bed, but paying attention to what was going on outside.
"Those sleepovers are interfering with your rest, so I'll get rid of them for you." Seeing that she still refused to sleep, Mu Mu's face darkened, and suddenly he flicked his long sleeves, and in the blink of an eye, he was no longer in the room.
The window was swept open and closed with the force of a hand. In an instant, the room returned to calm.
This guy actually went out in person! Just to let people sleep peacefully?
Feng Jiuer suddenly sat down from the bed and walked to the window, but did not go out.
On the roof of the second floor, a plain white figure looked clean and dustless under the moonlight.
Huo Yan was startled by Mu Mu's appearance. With his identity as the Ninth Prince, how could he appear in all kinds of sights at will?
However, the night was as dark as water, and under the pure white moonlight, looking at Mu Mu, he looked exactly like the Ninth Prince.
Like! It’s countless times more similar than he imagined! It’s so similar!
Whether it was very close to him or a little far away like they were now, I am afraid that people who are not particularly familiar with the Ninth Prince would not be able to tell at all.
