"What about you?" An Ran asked, holding the quilt.
Is he going to sit like this all night
"Me?" Mu Fei once laughed, "Are you not afraid of what I will do to you?"
An Ran shook her heart, squirming her lips for a long time without speaking.
"I'll go to the guest room." After speaking, Mu Fei walked to the door faintly.
Staying longer, he didn't know what he would do again.
The door closed, and An Ran's heart sighed. Although the lamp was lit in the room, An Ran stayed alone in Mu Feizeng's room for the first time, and her heart was straight.
Outside the window is a howling cold wind, and there is a big sycamore tree outside Mu Feizeng’s window. Every time the cold wind blows, the branches will hit the window and crackle.
An Ran retracted into the quilt, Mu Feizeng's body temperature was still in the quilt.
Suddenly, with a snap, the light in the room suddenly went out...
"Brother Fei..." An Ran suddenly got up from the bed. Before he could find the door, there was a rush of footsteps from the door.
"safely!"
It was Mu Feizeng's voice, calmed down inexplicably.
As long as Mu Fei was there, she was not afraid.
Mu Fei rushed in, quickly found An Ran's position, and hugged him all at once.
"Are you afraid?" Mu Fei once stroked An Ran's hair with a big hand, as if comforting.
An Ran was originally afraid, but at the moment Mu Fei was by her side, she was not afraid of anything.
"Not afraid." An Ran shook his head and buried his head in Mu Feizeng's arms.
Mu Fei was a little upset, how could he leave An Ran here alone.
"Are you not afraid of the dark or not afraid of me?" Mu Fei spoke suddenly, but An Ran was speechless.
What does that mean
An Ran suddenly remembered Mu Fei's loss of control just now, and lowered his head slightly.
Fortunately, the room was very dark, otherwise Mu Fei would have laughed at her for blushing again.
Mussi and Xiao Han hurried over, only to find that the door of Mu Feizeng's room was closed, and the two looked at each other.
"Fei Zeng, is Ran Ran still in there?" Xiao Han asked cautiously.
"Ok."
Mu Fei's quiet voice rang, and could not hear any ups and downs.
"amount."
Xiao Han really didn't know what to do for a while. The two of them were in the room and didn't even wait.
Just when Xiao Han was at a loss, Mu Feizeng's voice sounded again.
"Mom, I won't go back tonight, please tell your uncle and aunt."
Xiao Han widened his eyes and looked at Mussi in surprise with his lips shaking.
Mussi leaned against the wall in coral velvet gray pajamas and raised his eyebrows towards Xiao Han.
"Hey, you are just talking about it!" Xiao Han pouted and slapped Mussi angrily.
Don't be messed up here alone, because he was there as if nothing happened.
That's her son, my son!
Seeing Xiao Han's madness, Mussi embraced Xiao Han in an affectionate manner, squeezing An Ran's waist with great strength.
"It's okay, your son is not that kind of person. Since he likes An Ran so much, he won't hurt her."
"Really?" Xiao Han obviously didn't believe it, looking at Mussi in confusion.
"I promise!" Mussi touched Xiao Han's slightly cold face, and picked him up all of a sudden, "Go back to sleep!"
In the room, An Ran was held by Mussi in his arms, his back pressed against his chest, and he felt his steady and slow breathing and sweat on his forehead.
It was the first time the two slept together like this since they went to school.
I didn't feel much before, but now it feels weird.
Being held in such no gap, An Ran moved her body uncomfortably.