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Chapter 1438 The name of Yan Luo, summoning ghosts and souls 33
Thinking of this, Gu Yan couldn't help but raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, everyone has already been brought back by you," he raised his brows, "If you have anything to do, you can take it easy."

Mu Jingzhi responded casually, turned around and walked into his office.

Looking at Mu Jingzhi's back, Gu Yan sighed, raised his hand and scratched his head, turned around and walked towards his office, still muttering to himself, "One or two are really worrying."

After tidying himself up, Mu Jingzhi looked at the work piled up on the desktop and raised his brows slightly, and dealt with the important ones inside, but finally couldn't hold back the indescribable depression in his heart, got up and left To the French windows.

The weather outside was not so good, and the sound of the wind seemed a little anxious, which made Mu Jingzhi feel even more uncomfortable, and finally turned around and walked towards the little girl's resting room.

The instruments in the room were beeping. It was obviously a rather dull sound, but as soon as one thought that it had something to do with Yan Luo, the sound became more beautiful.

He also became completely unlike himself...

Mu Jingzhi lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the emotion in his eyes, and walked to Yan Luo's bedside in two or three steps.

Yan Luo was still sleeping, hugging his clothes, and his little face just rubbed against his clothes, probably because of the relatively strong force used, red marks appeared on his white and tender little face.

It hurts to look pitifully.

Mu Jingzhi raised his hand to unbutton his neckline, then lay down on the bed, and hugged this soft little girl into his arms.

Probably because the temperature and breath on his body were too obvious, the little girl wrinkled her small face, paused for a long time and let go decisively, threw away his clothes, turned around and shrank into his arms.

Not cute.

Mu Jingzhi looked at her with downcast eyes, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, just like the little girl's breath on his pillow.

Feeling that his originally impetuous mood gradually calmed down, Mu Jingzhi sighed slightly, and also closed his eyes.

When Mu Jingzhi fully woke up, Yan Luo was still asleep.

It is estimated that he did not sleep for too long, and the weather outside has not changed much.

Mu Jingzhi looked down at the little girl's face, only to realize that he was used to being alone and domineering, but now he was holding someone in his arms, and her breath was familiar and loved by him.

Unconsciously, he tried hard to hold this villain in his arms completely.

So there was such a scene, he took up the entire pillow, and the little girl who was still sleeping took up just a little bit of space, curled up in front of his chest pitifully and continued to sleep.

Mu Jingzhi raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little guilty, he quickly got up and put the little girl on the pillow, and covered her with a quilt.

Between these few movements, the little girl half-closed her eyes, snorted twice and came to her senses. Her big black eyes were filled with mist, and she looked over mistyly. She saw clearly that it was him who came up subconsciously afterwards. Raise your little hand.

The voice was hazy and sleepy.

"Mumu, hug."

Mu Jingzhi paused slightly.

He raised his hand to pick up the little girl again.

Hug hug, okay?
Why are you acting so spoiled all of a sudden?
Yan Luo's consciousness gradually came to his senses, and his strength also recovered a bit.

(End of this chapter)