Mu Yunhan held the book and started reading from the first page. His voice was crisp, relaxed, pleasant to the ears and heart.
Under the dim light, Gu Fenglin half leaned on the back of the chair and looked at her quietly.
The girl's smile is confident and natural, with a hint of playfulness and cunning in her gentleness.
This is not all of her, just one side of her.
Gu Fenglin was slightly absent-minded.
He had seen her helpless look, and also seen her angry and fierce look.
She eagerly looked for opportunities to succeed everywhere, thinking a lot and being cautious, but she easily told him her big secret.
It seemed that she was very sure that he would not betray her or take advantage of her unusualness to gain benefits.
Her experience was very simple and nothing could be found out, but the more it was like this, the weirder it became.
"This family is so fun..."
Mu Yunhan read the wonderful point and suddenly laughed. Suddenly thinking of what he was doing, he immediately stopped smiling, covered his mouth, and looked at Gu Fenglin with a sly look.
He happened to meet a pair of bottomless eyes.
Both of them were caught off guard. They were both stunned when they faced each other. They stared blankly for a moment before quickly looking away, both looking a little embarrassed.
The room was so quiet that you could hear breathing.
Mu Yunhan's heartbeat was beating like a drum. If she saw it correctly, Gu Fenglin had been staring at her just now.
What is he looking at?
Did he really want her to give him a child?
As soon as this idea came up, Mu Yunhan spurned it.
He was indeed good enough to her, but there was no hint of that, except for that seductive look just now.
He treats her more like he treats Xuan Jin, a gentleman treats his students, and besides, he just needs her blood.
It is not allowed to be sentimental, as it will seriously affect the master-servant relationship between them.
Mu Yunhan stood up with a smile: "It's getting late, it's time for the young master to rest."
Gu Fenglin's slender white fingers held the thin white porcelain tea cup, which was a bit more gentle and moist than white porcelain.
He lowered his long thick eyelashes and nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your understanding, young master. You can trust me enough, just like I trust you." After Mu Yunhan said this, he turned around and exited.
A hand grabbed her, and the cool touch was transmitted to her wrist through the thin fabric.
She turned around and raised her eyebrows, looking at Gu Fenglin calmly: "Is there anything else, young master?"
Gu Fenglin looked at her quietly and suddenly broke out into a pure and warm smile.
"In any case, I wish you good luck. I hope that in the future, even if I die, you can live as you want." He opened and closed his lips, speaking silently.
He clearly didn't make any sound, but Mu Yunhan understood.
She nodded solemnly, but felt a little sad: "Master, no matter what, I wish you good luck. I hope you can live a long life."
"Impossible." Gu Fenglin shook his head with a smile, closed his eyes, and let go of her hand.
Mu Yunhan quickly returned to the room, closed the door, and stood motionless in the darkness.
The area on my wrist that had just been held was as hot as fire.
She opened the door, rushed out in a hurry, soaked her hands in cold water, and repeatedly recalled the officialdom and family connections she had just seen.
It wasn't until she burned a stick of incense that she calmed down.
She took a special look at Gu Fenglin's room. It was brightly lit, and he still maintained his previous posture - leaning on the back of the chair motionless.
Why does he believe that he can't live long? She is obviously there.
No matter what, she will become stronger and will try her best to help him survive! (To be continued)