A headache is an extremely tormenting thing.

Murong Yanxing's patience was naturally very strong, but the pain that kept coming also made him irritated.

My mind is very confused and I can't think more. As long as I think a little more, the present and the past will be intertwined and constantly rushing into his brain.

Those faces, those people...

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind that was buzzing.

The world seemed to be quiet at this moment.

This moment of tranquility was Mu Yutian standing in front of her, wearing a pure white wedding dress, her long hanging eyelashes slightly swayed, then slowly raised them, looking at her with her clear eyes.

It is a clear spring that cleanses people's hearts.

The study door was closed for a long time.

When Murong Yanxing walked out of it, it was already deep.

There was still a bedside lamp on the head of the bed in the room, but there was no movement.

The little girl was probably waiting for him, but accidentally fell asleep.

Murong Yanxing walked to the edge of the bed, and sure enough, he saw Mu Yutian leaning halfway on the bed and was already asleep.

On the other side of her face was his laptop who recorded his schedule.

Murong Yanxing tried his best to lighten his voice, took off his phone, took the notebook again, paused for a moment, and opened the notebook.

As he thought, the notebook indeed added some handwriting that was not originally available.

On Christmas Eve a few days later, a small smiley face was drawn next to it, and wrote: "Doudou invites us to spend Christmas Eve together. Will the execution agree?"

Close the notebook.

Murong Yanxing bent down, stretched out his hand, and gently touched her little face with the back of his fingers.

As if she was unable to bear the trouble of her good dream, Mu Yutian frowned with a little dissatisfaction and shook her head.

Murong Yanxing did not touch her again.

After returning from taking a shower, he lay on the bed side and reached out from behind to hold Mu Yutian in his arms.

The height difference between the two was just right. Holding Mu Yutian was like putting a pillow in her arms, it was the most comfortable size.

Murong Yanxing lowered his head and could just smell the fragrance of shampoo on Mu Yu's sweet hair.

It smells good and makes people feel involuntary stability.

"Um... um?" Mu Yutian was hugged by Murong Yanxing, and she woke up a little, turned to look at Murong Yanxing.

"Go to sleep, let me hug you." Murong Yanxing hugged Mu Yutian, gently touched her hair, comforted her and continued to sleep.

Mu Yutian, who was sleepy, continued to sleep without thinking much.

Don't know why...

Holding Mu Yutian, this tranquility comes naturally.

The headache has relieved a lot, and I no longer want to vomit, and my chills have gradually returned to my temperature

Make evil spirits regain their human nature.

Murong Yanxing finally gradually relaxed his eyebrows and fell into a dream.

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"Team leader."

"Are you here in the team leader? What should you do with the team leader?"

Murong Yanxing turned his face and saw the communication soldier wearing a camouflage field uniform following him, with an uneasy expression on his face.

“Have you contacted yet?”

"The three people from the advance team who entered first have been half an hour and there is no movement." The soldier nodded and said simply and clearly.

"Team leader... look at us..."

"Continue to break in!" In his eyes, he was the momentum of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger, and his high fighting spirit. "As a soldier, how can he be afraid of death!"
Chapter completed!