She crept up from the sofa, holding back the desire to sneeze, barefoot, and without a trace of sound through the corridor, close to the door.

She was in no hurry, long nights she had time."Keep your head calm all the time."That’s what her father used to say.

She put her ear to the door, and there was silence behind it.

The people in the house must have been asleep.

Wait a little longer.

The clock on the wall of the corridor rang 1,800 more seconds.

The door was gently pushed open.

Menaiko tiptoed, tiptoeed, little by little near Murong Yuchuan's bed.

He lay flat on his back and breathed evenly.The expression was calm and peaceful, maintaining a certain sense of distance in the hazy night.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful face was hidden behind such a beautiful face.

Mina looked at his face.It seemed to be looking for a flaw to lift the human leather mask.

She bowed down and looked at him carefully.

Is he really asleep?

From where can you see his terror?

For example, in a dream, driven by the subconscious, revealing an evil smile that cannot be seen during the day; making a strange sound, tangled eyebrows, eyelids twitching...

The face is still peaceful.

Maniko couldn't help but get some closer, even the temperature of his breath could be felt.

A strange thought suddenly came up—

If Qiao Kai had the face of Murong Yuchuan, or Murong Yuchuan had the character of Qiao Kai, what kind of person would it be?Is that kind of person Joe Kai, or Murong Yuchuan?

While she was confused, Murong Yuchuan suddenly opened her eyes.

Four eyes, the four eyes, suddenly frozen.“Pee, kid, what do you want?”Murong Yuchuan asked softly.

Finished, completely failed.

Now, Mei Naiko realized that he was now pouting his ass, bending over, and his face was rushing on Murong Yuchuan, so close that even his eyelashes could count a few of each other's eyelashes.

This posture is first reminiscent of definitely not a detective, more like a scene in the Korean-Japanese romance drama.

My son’s face was red to the ears.“I was sleepwalking.”

She panicked, turned to run away, but forgot that she had just closed the door when she entered the door.As a result, a solid head hit the door.

“No—” Mina Naiko sat on the ground, turning the sky, and the bright stars in front of him.

Murong Yuchuan turned over and got her out of bed and picked her up from the ground.

“What are you going to do?”Mina is struggling.

"Ade your wish."

“What?! I...”

Murong Yuchuan threw her to bed like a pillow.

Maniko bumped up and down with the spring mat, and his heart was bleak - this guy finally revealed himself.

After a while, the killer didn’t seem to mean anything.Just listen to Murong Yuchuan said: "It seems that I still sleep on the sofa."Otherwise, you stand in front of my bed, and I fear that you will strangle me."

“I...”

“Sleep in my bed, two rules.First, do not put the mouth water on the pillow.Second, never wear the bed, remember, remember.”

Murong Yuchuan closed the door.Mina sat on the bed.

This time it was too big ( ̄_ ̄||||||||||||||||||||||||||||

She covered her face on the bed.It’s more comfortable than a sofa.

She is still very excited about the rain.

Maybe he saved himself tonight.

Maybe he’s not as bad as he thought.

But she was angry.

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