Eat chicken and eat the goddess

As soon as the voice that was so familiar to the bone marrow sounded, Mu Ziyou was stunned as if struck by lightning, his mind was like a compass that suddenly broke down, and began to spin wildly and without rules.

And Mu Ziyou's silence also made Yan Zhen hold the hand of the mouse, and began to tighten it unconsciously, looking at the person standing motionless on the screen with his dark and cold eyes, feeling a little cramped.

She couldn't guess whether Mu Ziyou's reaction would be even more angry and angry.

Yan Zhen is the younger brother, and the younger brother is Yan Zhen?

Mu Ziyou felt that this was really absurd, but the facts seemed to be placed in front of her like this, and she could not doubt it.

Of course, she would also be a little lucky and think that even if the little brother is actually a young lady, maybe it's just that the voice is very similar to Yan Zhen, it's just the voice and she doesn't see the face.

Otherwise, how could the little brother she had known for so long suddenly become Yan Zhen? She already liked playing games with her little brother when she was not familiar with Yan Zhen.

It's just that such a self-deceiving idea was quickly rejected by herself. It was impossible for her to hear Yan Zhen's voice wrongly, how could she hear wrongly.

Mu Ziyou felt that her head and heart were about to explode at the same time, and the picture on the computer screen was extremely exciting. She reached out decisively and unplugged the power cord.

It wasn't until the computer in front of him went dark that Mu Ziyou slightly narrowed his sore eyes that had been staring just now, and then stood up like a ghost, pacing back and forth in the dormitory over and over again with a blank expression on his face.

If the little brother is Yan Zhen, then why would she play games with her without telling her identity? Do you find it interesting, or do you think that if you reveal your identity, you will not play with her so naturally.

Or simply want to see her make a fool of himself.

Mu Ziyou shook his head when such thoughts came up, Yan Zhen would not be that kind of person.

Even if Yan Zhen has always been the little brother, why has she refused to contact him for a month, but played games with him instead.

If it's just a lack of time, isn't that a conflict?

And, even if we don't meet each other, a phone call is fine, no matter how bad it is, a text message is fine.

So it's not because she's busy or because she doesn't have time, it's just that she's not that important.

The more Mu Ziyou thought about it, the more depressed she became. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, her chest was filled with anger, and she was a little crazy.

That's right, it was because she was not that important that Yan Zhen didn't look for her.

Every time he began to doubt Yan Zhen, Mu Ziyou instinctively began to find excuses for her, just like now.

She walked slowly to the balcony, remembering that Yan Zhen asked her many times before, whether she believed her or not, maybe it was hard to tell if she didn't come to her, maybe Yan Zhen's grandfather had been watching her, so it was inconvenient for her to come to her , just like what she showed before, no matter what happened, she didn't want to drag Mu Ziyou down.

Maybe playing games is just a way to contact her sideways, so that he can contact himself without being discovered by Grandpa Yan.

Once this excuse was found, Mu Ziyou felt a little more comfortable.

It seems that people are always so tolerant towards their lover. If they love deeply, even if she makes a mistake and hurts her heart, they will take the trouble to find excuses for her one after another, stupid and cute.

But today she spoke suddenly and let Mu Ziyou recognize her, is it because the crisis is over and her grandfather no longer stops her.

It has to be said that Mu Ziyou's brain supplements are very accurate every time. She squatted on the balcony by herself, brainstormed a lot, and connected all the things. How to explain Yan Zhen explained clearly

Seeing that Mu Ziyou had disconnected, Yan Zhen sighed softly, then turned off the computer and stood up.

But she was not going to rest, but went to the room to change clothes, and then drove to Mu Ziyou's school.

When Mu Ziyou was still sitting in the dark dormitory in a daze, there was a knock on the door suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to open the door.

It was so late, the door of the dormitory was closed, and the person knocking on the door at this time, she thought it was Little K who forgot to bring the key and came back from the girlfriend's dormitory.

As soon as the door was opened, it was Yan Zhen who appeared in front of him.

Yan Zhen was wearing a light pink shirt, covering her arm with one hand, lowering her head and frowning slightly. After the door opened, she raised her head, and the moment she saw her, Mu Ziyou, she was startled for a moment, then raised slightly. lips.

Under the dim light in the corridor, Yan Zhen's delicate face had a pair of dark and deep eyes full of tenderness, quietly staring at her with joy and hesitation.

The surprise on Mu Ziyou's face disappeared in an instant, and turned expressionless. Although his heart was beating wildly in his chest, he still maintained a calm and indifferent posture to resist Yan Zhen's neglect of her these days .

Seeing Mu Ziyou standing at the door, maintaining the movement of opening the door, supporting the door frame with one hand, as if he didn't want to let himself in.

Yan Zhen bit his lips helplessly, and then there was a trace of grievance and caution on his face.

"Did I disturb you?"

In fact, Yan Zhen's show of weakness was simply a panacea for Mu Ziyou, but because of his crumbling self-esteem and stubbornness, Mu Ziyou pursed his lips at first, and tried to speak in a calm voice without trembling.

"Yeah, I'm going to sleep."

Mu Ziyou's attitude made Yan Zhen a little uncertain, but she was not someone who gave up so easily. Since showing weakness was useless to Mu Ziyou at this time, she still had a trick.

She covered her arms and sighed softly, then lowered her head and said softly.

"Your dormitory closes at eleven o'clock in the evening. When I first came in, I sneaked in over the wall. I accidentally scratched my hand. I wanted to ask you to borrow some iodine or anti-inflammatory drugs to wipe it off."

As soon as Yan Zhen finished speaking, Mu Ziyou slammed open the half-open door, reached out and grabbed Yan Zhen's hand, frowning and pulling away Yan Zhen's hand covering his arm with a trace of panic.

"You are hurt?"

Under some dim light, Mu Ziyou looked intently, there were a few conspicuous red marks on the white skin of Yan Zhen's left arm, and two serious spots had already scratched the skin, oozing dead bright red blood .

The indifference and calmness that he had just pretended to disappear disappeared in the blink of an eye. Mu Ziyou turned on the light in the dormitory, then carefully grabbed Yan Zhen's hand, and pulled her into the dormitory.

After pressing Yan Zhen on his seat without saying a word, Mu Ziyou started rummaging through his closet, and found a small medicine box after a while.

Yan Zhen sat and looked at Mu Ziyou's desk in front of him. It was clean and tidy. The power plug of the computer was unplugged and hadn't been plugged in yet. The earphones she gave to Mu Ziyou last time were placed on the earphone rack beside her.

Turning around suddenly, Mu Ziyou grabbed the back of the chair and turned around so that Yan Zhen was facing her. Then she squatted down, opened the small medicine box on the side, and took out a bottle of iodine and A pack of cotton swabs.

Frowning, he ordered in a strong tone.

"Give me your hand."

Yan Zhen obediently stretched out his injured hand in front of her. Mu Ziyou looked at the severe-looking scars on his arm, frowned in distress, then dipped a cotton swab in iodine and began to clean the wound .

When the cold iodine touched the wound, it was only a slight tingling sensation, but Yan Zhen, who knew that he would reap a lot from selling miserably, immediately frowned, and gently opened his lips to breathe out the pain.

"hiss."

Mu Zi hesitated, looked up at Yan Zhen, his resentful eyes were full of pity and unbearable, but his tone was still stubborn and refused to give in.

"How old are you, and you still climb the wall, why don't you come to me tomorrow if you have anything to do, you're so stupid."

This was probably the first time that Mu Ziyou said so boldly that he was stupid.

Yan Zhen lifted the corners of his lips, revealing a slight smile, narrowing his beautiful eyes, looking at the wound on his arm, then shrugged his shoulders and said innocently.

"I'm not afraid that some cheapskate will hide in the dormitory and cry secretly, and then start thinking about insomnia, so I rushed here."

"Humph."

Mu Ziyou snorted arrogantly, and gently cleaned Yan Zhen's wound with iodine, then took out a bottle of anti-inflammatory powder, and looked up at Yan Zhen.

"It hurts a bit, bear with it."

"it is good."

Yan Zhen replied softly.

Carefully sprinkle the light brown medicinal powder on Yan Zhen's wound bit by bit, this time Yan Zhen didn't say a word, just looked down at Mu Ziyou's cautious appearance slightly, the smile on the corner of his lips grew stronger deep.

After treating the injury, Mu Ziyou covered his small medicine box, then stood up with his arms in his arms, and looked down at Yan Zhen.

"Okay, don't touch the water for two days."

Yan Zhen propped his face from the side, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and smiled softly.

"Understood, Doctor Mu."

"I'm a doctor, so you're an actor, and a capable actor."

Mu Ziyou raised his eyebrows, muttered, turned around and stuffed the small medicine box into the closet.

After putting away the medicine box, Mu Ziyou leaned against the closet and did not come over. He folded his arms and pouted at Yan Zhen from a few steps away.

Yan Zhen sighed and said softly.

"Are you still angry?"

Being reminded like this, the resentful expression on Mu Ziyou's face immediately disappeared, and he looked at Yan Zhen with a blank expression and asked back.

"Shouldn't I be angry?"

Yan Zhen stood up, and after a little hesitation, she walked towards Mu Ziyou and stopped in front of her.

"I know, I didn't come to you this month, you are very angry, and I also know that it is too much for me to hide my identity and play games."

Yan Zhen was close, and the familiar scent of his body wafted into Mu Ziyou's nostrils. Mu Ziyou's expression changed, and then he turned his head and pursed his lips tightly, waiting for Yan Zhen to continue.

"I am now the director of Yan's Group. I have been dealing with the company's affairs for more than a month. Grandpa has been very weak since he fell ill last time. I can't continue to be angry with him at this time, so I want to wait until the company's affairs are all settled. Take care of it, and I will come to you after Grandpa's health is better."

"As for hiding your identity and playing games with you, I just thought it was fun at first, but I didn't expect to tell you about it after we got together. For more than a year, although I can't see you and contact you, I can only use this To learn about your recent situation, Ziyou, I know I am wrong, but I have you in my heart, and I never want to hurt you."

Before Yan Zhen came, Mu Ziyou had already found a lot of excuses and reasons for her. Now that she heard Yan Zhen's explanation with her own ears, the grievance in her heart burst out.

She looked at Yan Zhen with red eyes, although she tried her best to hold back, her voice was still trembling and crying.

"You can use your identity in the game to understand my recent situation, then you also know how much I worry about you and how much I miss you. Why can't you send me a text message and tell me that you can't find me because you are busy with company matters , so that I won't think about it, how can you...don't say anything, just hide in the dark and watch me sad."

Mu Ziyou, who was trembling and complaining, was extremely aggrieved. He stretched out his fingertips and wanted to poke Yan Zhen's chest hard, but he was afraid that it would hurt her, so he could only lightly nod her shoulder.

Yan Zhen looked at her, her eyes were slightly red, she reached out with some self-reproach and hugged the resisting Mu Ziyou into her arms, and apologized in a low voice in her ear.

"I'm sorry Ziyou, I'm sorry, I'm too selfish."

After a symbolic push twice, Mu Ziyou stopped struggling, lay obediently in Yan Zhen's arms, wiped away tears on her collar, then opened his mouth and bit Yan Zhen's neck, mumbled Qing grumbled.

"I hate you."