But he deliberately frowned, a man of such a big age, as if he began to sprinkle scoundrels on her, he said, "I don't care, I don't allow you to sleep on your stomach, you won't touch me when you lie outside." ”

Xiao Muli was a little helpless when he saw that he was lying on the hospital bed so weak and speaking so hard.

In the end, he couldn't resist him, Chen Muli sighed slightly, and after cleaning up, the slender and weak little body still leaned on him obediently, lying on his outside, and even kept some distance from him, for fear of pressing him.

As soon as he came up, under the slightly dim light, the corners of the big demon king's cold and thin lips were slightly hooked, and he seemed to have a bit of success.

The little white rabbit is finally willing to come up.

Tut.

It's not easy.

As soon as she lay down, Rong Yun's head couldn't help but want to rub against her soft body, Chen Muli immediately stopped it, and whispered, "You can't move if you have an injury." ”

"Then you stay close to me, don't let me take the initiative to lean over."

The Great Demon King was ashamed.

Chen Muli's little face was red and white for a while, and he didn't seem to know how to speak, he was always so cheeky.

But over time, she gradually got used to it.

"Okay, I'll lean in, you behave."

It's obviously a little girl who is three years younger than him, a delicate girlfriend, but she treats her like a disobedient bastard, tolerant and always compromising.

After lying in bed, the moonlight flows quietly.

The big demon king wants to be the baby around him, ready to move, and there are some non-divisive thoughts, and the big hand always seems to want to stick to the past intentionally or unintentionally.

But just as his hand touched her slender waist again, it was suddenly grasped.

Chen Muli seemed to know what he wanted to do, but his body didn't allow it, and she had more things to consider, so she held his big hand as if nothing had happened, clasped his ten fingers, and suddenly said to him slowly, "Rong Yun, I want to ask you a question......

Rong Yun's inner impulse was suppressed, his throat slid slightly, his eyes looked at her, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Well, you say." ”

"I want to know, why do you like me, you express it so early, so early, are you sure, do you really like me......"

It seems to be a change of topic, but in fact, this is a question she has always wanted to ask.

It's just that.

She didn't expect that after these words fell, Rong Yun was stunned for a moment, and then asked her, "What about you, you admitted that you like me so late, ......is it true, do you like me?" ”

I have to say.

When Rong Yun said this, his expression seemed to be a little unnatural.

It seems that this kind of topic is still a little too pure for an evil demon king like him, and he is still a little uncomfortable with it.

But after Chen Muli heard this, she was silent for a moment, her eyelids drooped slightly, and then she said softly, but seriously:

“…… Rong Yun, do you know, likes are not easy to say, even love, when they say it, it means responsibility, that is, tolerance, and ...... Compromise is sweet, but sometimes it can be heavy, so if you're not sure you really like the person in front of you, don't just do something randomly......"

Speaking of this, her eyes looked at Rong Yun-