The night is beautiful, the room is warm

An elegant fragrance wafted, Gong Qianye raised his head, just in time to see Mu Rufeng's perfect profile face, underneath his face, a swan-like long and graceful neck, and further down, the sexy and charming collarbone walked around, looming...

boom!

The boy's cheeks burst red, especially when his body and Mu Rufeng were rubbing against each other. With such a clear and soft collision, the blood in the body instantly boiled.

"Why is your face so red, do you have a fever?" Mu Rufeng suspiciously, his eyes fell on the young man with worry.

If it hadn't been for now, she would have tempted the past long ago.

The young man turned his head uncomfortably, leaning his head on Mu Rufeng's shoulders, smelling the good smell of his nose, delicate thin lips lightly hooked, and amethyst-like eyes sparkling and dazzling.

The night is deep and everything is silent.

The teenager lying on the bed poked a head out of the quilt. Next to the table, the girl dressed in white, and the orange candlelight dyed the entire room with a hazy halo, charming and dreamy.

Gong Qianye stared at Mu Rufeng curiously, only to see her writing and writing, sometimes frowning, sometimes thinking deeply, her hand holding the quilt could not help but tighten.

Did she not sleep because of him?

"What's wrong, can't you sleep?" Xu Shigong Qianye's eyes were too strong, Mu Rufeng stopped writing and looked at the boy.

Gong Qianye's eyes lighted up while lying on the bed, as if the neglected little pet finally got the owner's care, her eyes were staring at her brightly, her white face was dyed crimson.

"Since you are injured, you should have a good rest and go to sleep." As he approached, Mu Rufeng covered him with a quilt, and Mu Mansion was still a bit cold at night.

Gong Qianye shook his head, staring at Mu Rufeng for a moment, tangled in his heart, looking at her with embarrassment, hesitating to say something, not knowing whether to tell the truth.

"If you did something wrong someday, would you still be so good to me?" Finally, the young man mustered up his courage. His nice voice was like raindrops from the eaves at night. It was crisp and ethereal, especially sweet, but it was full of sweetness. The cautious.

"Whoever is not a sage can do nothing, besides, no matter if you do something wrong, you won't hurt me?" Mu Rufeng looked into the depths of the young pupil and replied calmly.

Such a pure and innocent person, even if he really did something wrong, it must be involuntary and helpless.

In his eyes, she couldn't see any filth, even though he was full of mystery, but she knew that no matter how he changed, he would not hurt herself, that was enough.

Like fireworks in the night sky, after hearing Mu Rufeng's words, the young boy's confused eyes burst into scorching light, and the whole person instantly became radiant.

"Well, if you get hurt, you should rest." Mu Rufeng emphasized again.

The confusion was relieved, the boy nodded, looked at Mu Rufeng secretly for several times, and finally had to close his eyes under her pressure and fall asleep obediently.

At dawn the next day, Mu Rufeng woke up in his bed, and the boy who was supposed to be lying on the bed once again left without saying goodbye.

But when she saw the handwriting left on the table, she couldn't help but stretch her eyebrows, and she felt a trace of comfort in her heart. This time she was finally a little bit conscientious and did not leave without saying goodbye like the previous few times.