Seeing Luo Liyan's heart skip two beats.
But she still has the mentality that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
After all, it was just to make Mu Junhao unhappy, which was nothing compared to his own purpose.
"Then next time you kiss me, I'll just spit it out of your mouth!" Luo Liyan said, sticking out her tongue at Mu Junhao, "Okay, sleep!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly closed her eyes.
Mu Junhao recalled her small, fierce, and fierce appearance, and couldn't help chuckling softly.
Putting her hand into the quilt, she wrapped Luo Liyan's weak and boneless little hand.
Feeling her struggle, Mu Junhao squeezed a little harder, and Luo Liyan immediately calmed down.
The two of them were silent for a while.
Mu Junhao recalled the turmoil of the day, and gradually fell asleep.
It's just that the moment he fell asleep, Luo Liyan, who should have fallen asleep, opened his eyes suddenly.
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Mu Junhao didn't know how long he had slept. When he was woken up by the urge to urinate, he subconsciously glanced at the little thing sleeping next to him, only to find that her eyes were tightly open, looking at the ceiling unfocused at all.
It's just that there is a shocking hatred in it.
Mu Junhao only felt a bone-piercing chill that shot from the soles of his feet to his whole body, freezing the blood all over his body.
He has always known that the superficial casualness and indifference of the little thing are just pretending.
But when facing her hatred directly, Mu Junhao felt terrified.
He suddenly doubted whether he could really make the little guy in front of him completely accept and obey him.
When a person is ling... nue, he can still pretend to be indifferent. This is something that many professionally trained people cannot do.
Such a person has a very strong personality, can he really still have a chance to get what he wants? !
Mu Junhao felt very suspicious.
He couldn't help but swallowed, and then saw the little guy lying down, the hatred in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he turned into a cute look.
"Are you awake?" Luo Liyan turned her head and looked at Mu Junhao curiously, "It's only been three hours, have you had enough sleep?"
"Why didn't you sleep?" Mu Junhao didn't answer Luo Liyan's question, but asked in a calm voice.
He didn't dare to mention the hatred in Luo Liyan's eyes just now.
He instinctively wanted to escape, and wanted to pretend that he hadn't seen anything.
Maybe, when he healed Little One's leg, they could start over as if nothing had happened.
Mu Junhao was thinking like a self-deceive.
"I can't sleep!" Luo Liyan sighed helplessly, "There are so many people around here, how can I fall asleep!"
"You hate me that much?" Mu Junhao's deep eyes froze slightly, and a mottled chill radiated out.
Luo Liyan glanced at him as if looking at a fool, then nodded vigorously.
"Yeah! I despise you! In this hot weather, your palm is like a warm baby, which soaks my hands! And I have been sleeping alone for twenty years, how could I Once you get used to it, there are more people here!"
Mu Junhao was overjoyed, and just as he was about to say something, Luo Liyan continued, "I'm not like you, I sing and sing every night, and there's a stranger sleeping here, and you can sleep well Like a dead pig."