Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 37 She went out of business to move bricks (37)

"Drink hot water quickly." Ruan You'an stuffed the water glass into Mu Junchen's hand.

She said what he did, like a little robot, holding the water glass in both hands, drinking it quietly.

Ruan You'an was really relieved at this moment. She raised her eyebrows and put a mango jelly in Mu Junchen's palm: "No, eat some candy."

Mu Juanchen drooped his eyelashes half a beat, looking dully at the candy in his hand.

"It's very sweet, sweeter than medicine."

The girl's voice was crisp and crisp, dispelling the darkness.

He folded his five fingers together, grasping the candy, exerting strength unconsciously, his palms ached a little, he didn't feel anything, and even wanted to hold something harder, but he was afraid that the candy would be broken. I started to sweat, so I switched to another hand.

"Why don't you eat?" Ruan You'an was puzzled.

She never gave him anything.

So everything he could get from her, he wanted to hide, alone.

Mu Junchen stroked the piece of candy repeatedly, and did not speak for a long time.

Seeing this, Ruan You'an simply took out another piece of candy from his pocket, removed the candy wrapper, and handed the mango candy directly to Mu Junchen's lips, urging him while the other party froze suddenly: "You can taste the bitterness later. It's all over, I haven't eaten sweets yet, hurry up."

The girl was wearing cute cat pajamas. The warm color was incompatible with the gloomy room, like a ray of warm color that was hit by mistake. She held the mango candy with her white fingertips and looked at him with puzzled and innocent eyes.

Mu Juanchen looked at her, and finally stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, lowered his eyes and bit the candy, his thin lips parted slightly, his teeth were as white as white, revealing a trace of loose and fragile desire inexplicably.

It makes people blush and heartbeat.

"Sweet or not?" Ruan You'an withdrew her hand slowly, wiped her fingertips uncomfortably, her expression was a little proud, and her pajamas pulled up her two cat ears, making her look even softer.

The taste of mango candy on the tip of the tongue pervades the bitterness of the pill. Mu Junchen held the candy in his hand and nodded: "Sweet."

"So cute." Ruan You'an smiled, and just as she was about to find a trash can to throw away the candy wrapper, someone pulled the white crumpled candy wrapper out of her hand.

"I'll throw it for you." Mu Juanchen's movements were light and careless.

"Oh." Ruan You'an didn't pay attention to this episode either, she ran around, put back the drawer that she pulled out roughly, and put the water glass on the bedside table, "Get some rest, it's too late. "

"It's not too late." Mu Juanchen didn't immediately throw the candy wrappers in the trash can, put them in the palm of his hand, his Adam's apple rolled, and whispered a word.

"It's almost one o'clock, isn't it too late? I'm going back to bed. It's next door. Call me if you need anything." Ruan You'an thought for a while and said, "Good night~"

She smiled at Mu Junchen, her dimples were lightly sunken, her teeth were white, then she waved her hand and walked towards the door.

The people behind did not speak.

When Ruan You'an walked to the door, she stopped for some reason, as if a thin thread was pulling repeatedly in her heart, she looked back, and caught Mu Junchen's gaze unexpectedly.

I saw that person was still sitting there, looking at her without saying a word, his figure was thin, and he fell into a large area of ​​darkness, silent and lonely.

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, stopped for less than three seconds, then went back angrily, and rushed to Mu Junchen: "Lie down! Sleep!"

"Why do you care about me?" Mu Junchen put his finger on his painful knee casually, and pulled his thin white lips, as if mocking, he asked in a low voice, his voice seemed to disappear into the boundless in the next second In the darkness, he repeated, "Why bother with me."

"I don't care who you care about!" The girl puffed up her face fiercely, and directly pressed her on the bed, climbed up and pulled the gray quilt over, covering Mu Junchen directly, "You, you, you are me Do your fans know? I will definitely treat you well."

The quilt almost covered half of the man's face, only a pair of eyes were exposed, the ends of the eyes were sullen and flushed, apart from the fierce and noble in the past, they were inexplicably pitiful.

He raised his hand to pull down the quilt. The black shirt was wrinkled because of the tossing just now, revealing the collarbone loosely. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl's wrist, and brought her over forcefully.

Unprepared, Ruan You'an was caught off guard and was pulled over. He staggered onto the man's body and hit his head heavily on his chin.

Both of them snorted.

Ruan Youan covered her head with one hand, and looked at him angrily: "You are so tough, what are you doing!"

"..."

In the dark, it is only clear when you get close to the line of sight. Mu Junchen's face is enlarged in the girl's pupils.

Close at hand.

Heartbeat stopped for a beat.

Through the loose black shirt, Ruan You'an pressed on Mu Junchen's body, and could even feel the other's body temperature. You could see the looming collarbone, with delicate lines, extending upwards to the jawline. Knocked, slightly reddened.

The thin lips are very light in color, not as bright as before, thin and soft and bewitching, with a kind of broken beauty.

Light fragrance lingers.

"Get up." Mu Juanchen's eyes changed back and forth, cloudy and sunny, and he took the lead to look away when they met each other, speaking in a low voice.

Darkness covered his crimson earlobes.

Ruan You'an's heart was beating so fast that it was almost beyond its capacity, and it burned up. She fell off the man's body and fell to the ground.

Dazed for a long time, he patted his face, trying to calm down, but he still couldn't control his out-of-control heartbeat.

"No, you dragged me first!" Ruan You'an realized that something was wrong, "How dare you attack me?"

Mu Juanchen didn't look at her: "Who killed you."

"Forget it, I don't care about patients." Ruan You'an muttered. The floor was covered with blankets, so she wouldn't feel cold if she just sat on it. She sat cross-legged on the ground with her chin resting on the edge of the bed. Xingyan looked at Mu Juanchen from bottom to top: "Go to sleep, I'll coax you."

There is also a taste of rhetoric.

From Mu Junchen's perspective, he could see the girl's hairy head and a small white nape of the neck.

"Coax me?" Mu Juanchen breathed very lightly, suppressing the fine and long pain, with a half-smile.

"Yes." Ruan Youan nodded, stretched out her hand and patted him, just like coaxing a child, "Sleep well."

"..."

Seeing that Mu Junchen was still looking at her with his eyes open, the girl felt a little annoyed for some reason, stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, and said sternly, "Sleep!"

The eyelashes in the palm of the hand were long and curled, and there was a slight tingling sensation when I swept them over, and no one moved for a while.

The huge room was so quiet that an echo could be heard, it was pitch black, and there were two people.

Ruan You'an felt a little weird and withdrew her hand.

"Ruan You'an." He suddenly called out, his tone calm and gloomy.

"What's wrong?" The girl tilted her head.

"I've been trying to rebuild," he said.

Ruan You'an was startled for a moment, then realized what Mu Junchen meant, and smiled: "Come on!"

(End of this chapter)