Chapter 251: Thousands of rivers and mountains, no match for a smile.

"Get up, what are you doing!"

At such a close distance, Yun Xi subconsciously pulled the quilt to wrap herself tightly, and rubbed it to the side to widen the distance.

As soon as she pulled it like this, the quilt covering Mu Feichi's body was all pulled on her.

The man who slept in a suit didn't even take off his shoes, so he lay on his side on her bed.

Seeing that he didn't move with his eyes closed, Yun Xi reached out to push him, "You hurry up and go back to your Mu Mansion!" ”

Compared with her shabby little bed, which bed in his Mu Mansion is not a private custom master-level handiwork, so she has to squeeze something here!

Moreover, he alone occupies two-thirds of the bed, so how can she sleep at night!

What's more, if he gets up tomorrow and goes out over the wall, and meets his grandfather who gets up early or someone from the neighbor's house, she will only be unlucky!

The more I think about it, the more annoyed I become, and the more anxious I become!

His position is clearly determined, she doesn't dare to mess around, and she won't leave!

Accustomed to being in control of the situation, this feeling of being eaten to death made her very unhappy!

In anger, she raised her foot and kicked him twice, and the man with her eyes closed accurately clasped her ankle and opened her eyes slightly.

"Little thing, if you make trouble again, the sky will be dawn! After 25 hours on the plane, I was very tired and had no energy to climb out, good, don't make trouble~ I'll leave early tomorrow morning. ”

"You can't go home first if you're tired!!"

Your uncle, you know how to bully her!

Yun Xi withdrew her feet and lowered her eyes to look at the figure lying on her side with her arms crossed, with a faint tiredness between her eyebrows.

Only then did she remember that she really needed to take a day's plane to come back from country M, and even those who were beaten with iron couldn't stand it.

She couldn't bear to drive him away, so she could only stand up, walk to the other side, and squat down to take off his shoes for him.

Where she couldn't see, someone raised the corners of their mouth triumphantly.

The twenty-hour flight was really tiring, but it couldn't withstand his desire to see her.

So as soon as the visit was over, he had someone buy an overnight flight back.

Thousands of rivers and mountains, no match for a smile.

Like an arrow, he is crazy and impulsive, and even he feels a little like himself.

It was cold at night, Yun Xi took out a quilt and covered Mu Feichi.

The bed was too small, there was only a single sofa in the room, and the floor was too cold to sleep on, and she was worried that her aunt would die of pain if she caught the cold.

can only obediently shrink to the side, guard his own one-third of an acre, and dare not move.

The sound of the man's steady breathing lingered in her ears, and the faint mint aroma of the man's body was entwined with the scent of shower gel on her body.

Such a quiet and ambiguous night is destined to be insomnia.

Even in the previous life, she had never slept with Han Yaotian.

In front of her, Han Yaotian will always look like a decent gentleman, which made her think that this is a man worthy of being entrusted for life.

Her self-righteousness ended up indirectly killing herself, the so-called gentleman is just a hypocrite and a real villain.

In this life, when she met Han Yaotian, when she set up a bureau to push him to the throne, she thought that it would be advanced.

Once they meet, the intersection between her and him, the love and hatred of the previous life, must always have an end.

This night, she thought about a lot of things, and she didn't even notice when she fell asleep.

Mu Feichi's physiological alarm clock was earlier than Yun Xi's, and the alarm clock at the bedside was only 5:20 when he woke up.

He sat up with a lighter movement, and after a few hours of rest, he finally regained his strength and spirit.

Turning his head, he lowered his eyes to look at the figure curled up on the edge of the bed, and he could probably roll to the floor with a single turn.

slept so "peacefully" that he was a little disappointed.

In the dim light, he reached out and fished her back to him and tucked the quilt.

The little thing in his arms is quiet and beautiful, not as stubborn and strong as he is when he is on weekdays, and he looks as well-behaved as a pea princess when he sleeps.

Small, tender, very pitiful.