"Hey, Xiaohui, wake up. Don't sleep here, go back to your room and sleep. Beware of colds. A familiar voice came from her ears, and the sequelae of reading all night made Wen Hui feel a tingling pain in her brain, and her eyes seemed to be glued together, and she couldn't open them at all.

"Well, it's already night." Struggling hard, but finally didn't open her eyelids, Wen Hui stood up from her seat with her eyes closed, her body shook for a while, and she almost fell down. The warm body temperature came, and Wen Hui fell into a familiar embrace.

Obviously, it doesn't seem to have slept for long, but Madoka is back, and sure enough, because I'm too tired all night, I must go to bed early today. Otherwise, I am afraid that the next qualifying matches will not be in shape. The brain is running in a daze, but the eyes don't want to open at all, and they are still greedy for the previous dream.

"It's not night yet, so you can continue to sleep. Can't sleep here, though. Xiaohui, can you go? Come with me and go back to your room and get some rest. Zhuang Xiaoyuan's voice came into her ears, it was a very familiar voice, in such a voice, Wen Hui felt very relieved, did not refuse Zhuang Xiaoyuan's guidance, closed her eyes tightly, and walked forward with a half-dreamy and half-awake feeling.

Originally, he followed Zhuang Xiaoyuan into his room and lay down in the warm quilt. Continuing his previous dream, it should be like this, but a faint smell of blood came from Zhuang Xiaoyuan's body. This smell was very light, and it should not have been smelled, but in Zhuang Xiaoyuan's breath, the slightest incongruity mixed with it was captured by Wen Hui in an instant.

The smell of blood, why does it smell like this, it's Madoka, she has the smell of blood on her body, she's injured. A series of information jumped out of his mind, his heart began to beat abnormally, his heart that was originally quiet in the dream instantly panicked, and the half-dreaming and half-awake state of confusion was directly dispelled, Wen Hui, who was half-leaning on Zhuang Xiaoyuan's arms, opened her eyes, there was no trace of confusion in her eyes, and looked up at Zhuang Xiaoyuan: "Xiaoyuan, what's the matter, are you injured?" ”

"Hey, are you awake?" Wen Hui in his arms suddenly opened his eyes and woke up, Zhuang Xiaoyuan showed a surprised expression on his face, there have been a few times in this situation before, and he knew that it was him, so Wen Hui, who was half-asleep and half-awake, would never wake up, and would obediently let herself be brought into the bedroom and continue to sleep.

This period is also one of Zhuang Xiaoyuan's favorite periods, because Wen Hui, who is in a half-dreaming and half-awake state of confusion, is different from her usual liveliness, and her quiet sleeping face reveals another kind of cuteness that is different from usual. Looking at her expression of being addicted to dreams and not wanting to wake up, it will also make Zhuang Xiaoyuan feel a warmth in her heart, and it can also make herself start to get sleepy, and she will have a good dream later.

"I smell blood on you, what's the matter, who hurt you." With a hint of anger and worry in her eyes, Wen Hui also saw Zhuang Xiaoyuan's appearance at this time at this time, and there was no obvious wound on her body, but the clothes she wore in class before had become tattered, although it covered an important part of her body, but occasionally her arms, waist, and part of her white skin were exposed.

actually affected Zhuang Xiaoyuan's own clothes, I'm afraid the previous injury was very serious, knowing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's unique transformation state, under normal circumstances, the injury after the transformation will not affect the body, unless it is injured beyond the tolerance limit. Thinking of Zhuang Xiaoyuan's injury from the extent of the damage to her clothes, Wen Hui's heart was full of anger and self-blame, it would be good if she went with her, and she actually slept by herself, so that Zhuang Xiaoyuan was injured alone.

"It's okay, it's okay, you see, I'm not injured. You, let's go get some sleep now. I'll call you when it's time for dinner, and I'll explain it to you in detail when the time comes, look at you, your face is full of tiredness, and you won't be allowed to stay up all night today. Smiled and patted Wen Hui's shoulder, Zhuang Xiaoyuan helped her into the bedroom. While explaining.

"Are you really okay?" looked at Zhuang Xiaoyuan suspiciously, looking at her appearance was indeed fine, but the smell of blood, as well as the tattered clothes on her body, must have been injured before.

"It's really fine, I don't believe you asked Xiao Meow. She just went to see me, and she almost knew what she was going through. Seeing Wen Hui's tired face but not wanting to sleep at all, Zhuang Xiaoyuan pointed to Chu Miaomiao, who was standing at the door, and said.

Hearing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's words, Wen Hui turned her head to look at Chu Miaomiao at the door, although the two often argue and play, but they are also very tacit partners when they should be serious, after all, there is a saying, the person who is most familiar with you is not yourself or your friend, but your opponent. Chu Miaomiao and Wen Hui are not only friends and partners, but also competitors in a sense.

Therefore, after seeing Chu Miaomiao nodded, Wen Hui also seemed to be relieved, and her whole expression relaxed. Zhuang Xiaoyuan may hide his situation because he doesn't want to worry about himself. But Chu Miaomiao, who cared about Zhuang Xiaoyuan as much as herself, would definitely not hide herself in this regard.

"Okay, now you can sleep, get a good night's sleep, we'll talk about it later." With a helpless smile, Zhuang Xiaoyuan pushed Wen Hui down on the bed and covered it with a quilt. At this time, I am always not trusted, and I obviously have no precedent of concealing my injuries because of my stubbornness. It's because I'm worried about myself, but it's really helpless.

"Well, after that, you have to make things clear, don't forget, I must know the ...... that hurt you" The voice became softer and softer, and the all-nighter for several days in a row had made Wen Hui very tired, and the last words seemed to have become a dream, and with the last words, Wen Hui fell asleep.

"Little Meow ......" called softly, Zhuang Xiaoyuan made a gesture and signaled to leave, and the two walked out of Wen Hui's room lightly and gently closed the door. Only Wen Hui, who had fallen asleep, was left in the room.

"Little Meow, wait a minute, I'll go back and change my clothes first, and then let's make lunch together." Closing the door of Wen Hui's room, Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked down at his youthful clothes, turned his head and said to Chu Miaomiao beside him.

"Well, I'll go prepare the ingredients first." His gaze stayed on Zhuang Xiaoyuan's exposed snow-white skin for a moment, his cheeks flushed slightly, Chu Miaomiao nodded, as if deliberately avoiding it, turned around and walked quickly towards the kitchen. The kitchen is well stocked and was replenished yesterday.

Seeing Chu Miaomiao leave at a much faster pace than usual, Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked down at himself inexplicably, completely unsure of why, what's wrong with Xiao Meow? Is it because you're hungry and want to eat lunch early? couldn't think of the reason, Zhuang Xiaoyuan could only attribute it to her being hungry, after all, Chu Miaomiao's appetite has always been very good. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese