There was almost no need to put yourself in your shoes, and Mu Yutian felt that her chest was suppressed, which hurt so much.

Mu Yutian climbed up from the bed, knelt on the bed, hugged Murong Yanxing's body from behind, and buried her face in Murong Yanxing's shoulder.

At first, Murong Yanxing was very fond of her reliance on her actions, but gradually... she realized something was wrong.

My shoulders are wet...

Mu Yutian cried?

"Silly girl, why are you crying?" Murong Yanxing chuckled helplessly and rubbed her head.

Because the person who loves you the most can always empathize with your pain, so...

It hurts so much, I want to cry...

"If only I was by your side at that time," Mu Yutian said in a heavy voice, and her voice was a little muffled.

It would be great if she were there, and she could accompany him and comfort him. Perhaps, Murong Yanxing would not resist feelings so much now.

Hearing Mu Yutian's words, Murong Yanxing was stunned involuntarily.

The heart that has been frozen all the time seems to have cracked and collapsed at any time.

But he was smiling on the surface: "What? How old are you five years ago? What can a fourteen-year-old yellow-haired girl do? I don't want to be regarded as a strange person..."

Many people know about this, but few of them have heard of it personally, let alone, and it will make you feel very painful.

Mu Yutian was not sympathizing with him, but felt his pain at that time.

Murong Yanxing turned his face and kissed her eyes with water vapor, and her eyelashes with water droplets.

Mu Yutian quietly closed her eyes and let him kiss her. She did not recover from the words Murong Yanxing teased her. It seemed that she could not calm down for a long time because of the truth Murong Yanxing told her.

However, Murong Yanxing couldn't help but think.

No wonder...

No wonder Mu Yutian can relieve his headache.

Because you are an angel who has the power to heal people's souls, your tears heal my pain.

Probably, if this continues, one day your heart will be completely melted by you.

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Night gradually descends.

Ye Wanhe sat by Bing Xiaoyi's bed until the night was deep.

He was about to get up and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered what Murong Yanxing told himself before--

"For example, kissing her lips, or even... you can do more intense things, stimulating - stimulating - stimulating her..."

Really, is it useful?

Ye Wanhe hesitated for a moment, but still bent down, lowered his head, and gently lifted Bing Xiaoyi's chin with his fingers, as if he was facing a rare treasure, carefully.

He kissed those lips with some trembling trembling.

These are two people, in this life, the closest to each other.

Ye Wanhe touched her slightly cool lips, and then kissed her deeper and deeper, as if she could no longer let go.

After a long time of twists and turns... Ye Wanhe finally let Bing Xiaoyi go.

Calmly, Bing Xiaoyi, who was lying on the bed, was still like a lifeless doll, without any movement.

Damn it!

Believe in Murong Yanxing’s evil!

How can it be useful to do something like this!!

Ye Wanhe turned around a little embarrassedly and walked away quickly, feeling that he had been fooled by Murong Yanxing.

What he didn't know, however, was that after he left the ward.
Chapter completed!