"Why are you crying?" Mu Fei once gently wiped away tears for An Ran, and the moment he raised his hand to touch her cheek, the whole handsome face sank immediately.
"Why is it so ice?"
As if he had guessed something, Mussi looked down at her slippers still covered with snowflakes, and his face sank.
"Who made you come like this?" Mu Fei once snarled.
Mu Fei was suddenly angry and shocked An Ran, tears rolling in his eyes.
She just wanted to come over and see him, why is she so angry
Seeing Mu Fei's ugly face, An Ran pulled her hand back vigorously, sucked her nose and said, "Then I'll go first, you have a good rest."
After speaking, An Ran turned and prepared to leave.
Mu Fei's eyes were cold, and the look of loss in An Ran's eyes hurt his eyes.
When he lifted the quilt, Mu Fei hadn't had time before Gu, who had just finished taking the medicine, rushed up barefoot and hugged An Ran directly.
"Don't go! Don't be angry!" Mu Fei once moved forward, holding An Ran's waist weakly with his hands, and leaning his head on her.
An Ran slowly turned her head back, she was not angry, she was just afraid that he would rest.
"Brother Fei, I'm not angry, you are so hot, go and lie down." An Ran pushed Mussi, trying to get her back to the bed.
Mu Feizeng's eyes suddenly turned green, and he picked An Ran up and threw An Ran back on the bed.
An Ran's back was dizzy for a while, and he didn't recover for a long time.
When the reaction came back, Mu Fei's thin lips, which had been hot, fell over without any warning, and bit him fiercely...
"Brother Fei!" An Ran called out in pain, and subconsciously pushed Mu Feizeng's chest.
But Mu Feizeng seemed to be irrational, running rampant without rules, and for the first time An Ran saw such an irrational Mu Feizeng.
"Mu Feizeng, take this."
Feeling Mu Fei was pulling her clothes, An Ran really realized.
The boy in him is already a man who is about to reach adulthood, and he is no longer a person who can act intimately between the two.
An Ran could feel that Mu Feizeng's body was undergoing changes.
With so much unhealthy knowledge taught by Cheng Yuanyuan every day, she would not fail to understand the reaction.
She is not unwilling, but she is afraid...
"Brother Fei, don't be like this, I'm afraid."
An Ran resisted, holding Mu Feizeng's shoulder and burst into tears, her body trembling slightly.
This slight whimper caused Mu Fei, who had lost his senses, to regain his senses.
Mu Fei slowly raised his head and looked at the messy clothes under An Ran in disbelief.
"An Ran, I..." Mu Fei didn't believe what he did just now.
He was obviously afraid of An Ran's anger and wanted to bring her back. How did it become like this
Mu Fei panicked, pulled the quilt over An Ran, and sat on the bedside massaging his temples.
My head hurts!
Fortunately, he didn't do anything extraordinary just now, otherwise he would never forgive himself in his life.
An Ran stared at Mu Fei's pale face with red eyes, a little unbearable.
But because what happened just now was still scared, he didn't dare to talk to Mu in the past.
The two persisted like this, until An Ran couldn't help but sneezed, and Mu Feizeng slowly turned his head back.
"Cover it!" Mu Fei once covered An Ran with a quilt and stared at her deeply.
He has a fever, and he shouldn't talk about her at all.
It doesn't matter if he is sick, but if An Ran is sick, he will die of distress.
When Mu Fei spoke, An Ran realized how hoarse his voice was.