Chapter 831

After standing outside for a long time, Muqiqi turned around and walked towards his room.

It's too late today. I'll check with him tomorrow.

She was so worried about going to work that she didn't sleep well all night. She had several drowsy dreams. Lulu and Xiao Li of the dream shook and waved in front of her with knives. They also dreamt that she was surrounded by a group of people and said all kinds of ugly words. The dream that was finally woken up was that Mo yanjue didn't want her... Br >

she sat up from the bed in sweat, The pajamas on her body are all wet. It's early winter now. The room needs air conditioning to keep warm. She is sweating all over, which shows how terrible the dream is for her.

After a long breath, she felt the sweat on her forehead, which was gradually accepted from her heart. It was a frightening dream, not true.

Repeated big mouth breath several times, she adjusted the breath, recovered the changed reason, opened the quilt and got out of bed.

It was still dark outside at six o'clock in winter. She pulled her slippers and went to the large floor to ceiling window. She pressed the remote control of the electric curtain and looked at the dark and foggy sky outside. There was an indescribable loss in her heart. Also like the feeling brought to her in the dream, Mo yanjue looked at her coldly and walked away without looking back... Br >

thinking of it, her heart was aching, and the feeling of fear of losing was lingering in her heart.

Holding her hands tightly, she hurried to the room where Mo yanjue was.

When she got to the door of his room, she remembered that he had locked the door last night, so she couldn't get in at all.

The mood of loss is more heavy. She holds the mentality of trying, reaches for the door handle, and gently twists it. As a result, she is very surprised and even opens it!

Quietly pushed the door open and walked in. The little head looked at the bed first and found that he was still sleeping. Then he quietly closed the door and walked in.

When she reached the bedside, she gently lifted his quilt, quickly slipped into bed, and buried her face in his arms.

All of a sudden, the hairy head rubbed and rubbed in his arms. The sleeping Mo yanjue was forced to open his bleary eyes and take a dim look at her. His voice was hoarse in the morning. He seemed to get up a little bit angry. "Please me?"

The dark eyes come out of the quilt, blinking at him. The smart look seems to speak. A man can't stand it.

"I dream you don't want me..." the voice is very small, soft and soft, just like the voice of junior middle school girls.

There was no extra expression on her face because she suddenly said this sentence for a moment. Then she put her hand into her arms and pressed her cheek on the position of her chest.

"What are you thinking about? Dreams are contrary. You dream that I don't want you, but maybe you will not want me?" In order to coax her, Mo yanjue lowered his status, and even this kind of bridge was abandoned by others.

"How could it be?" It's too late for her to love him. How can she not want him?

Hearing her dissatisfied voice, Mo yanjue raised a bad smile at the corner of his mouth and amused her: "how can it not be? You are the princess now, and there are so many guardians around you. Maybe you don't want me to see who is good that day. "