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As if afraid that she would struggle again, he quickly pressed his body close to hers, hugging her tightly from behind, burying his head in her hair. His voice had a hint of weakness and helplessness, he said,

"I'm used to sleeping with things in my arms!"

When a man is not in love with a woman, he can often mesmerize the woman and make her feel that he is especially mannered, very romantic, and extremely domineering.

Women like and even adore men like that, because they feel a sense of being a bird to a human." But in fact, when a man really falls in love, he becomes a boy, and when you think that man is particularly dazzling, I'm sorry, he hasn't fallen in love with you yet.

So at this very moment, did he already somewhat fall in love with her by showing off his childish willfulness to her?

Mu Yurou acknowledged that his childish behavior made her heart soften for a moment, but in the next moment, she regained her composure and rationality, and her whole body stiffened as she coldly ridiculed him.

"Do you have to hold a woman every night to sleep?"

Sure enough, the two hands that were hugging her loosened. Gu Mo City was about to be angered to death by her in the dark night. Was he really that unruly in her eyes? He said he was going to hold something, but he didn't say he was going to hold a woman!

He was an extremely insecure person, especially when he was sleeping. He needed to hold something in his arms to fill himself in order to dispel the feeling of helplessness and sleep, even if he was too strong and too smart to be weak in the eyes of outsiders.

With a powerful wave of her hand, she violently twisted her body to face him, her long legs hooked around her body. He snuggled comfortably against her and was about to go to sleep, admitting that her fragrant body made him feel something.

This time, she actually did not resist, allowing him to do as he pleased. After a long time, her clear and melodious voice suddenly sounded in the night sky. She lightly called out his name, causing his heart to tremble.

"Gu Mo City!"

"Hmm?"

He answered lazily.

She quietly leaned against his chest, her face against his thin chest. This posture seemed incomparably warm and romantic, but the words she said were abnormally cold, instantly freezing the warmth into an icehouse.

"The woman who called tonight must be the one in your heart, right?"

His body stiffened slightly. She continued to speak indifferently and meekly,

"When you're doing intimate things with other women, do you ever think about how she feels? When you do those things with a woman you don't love, don't you feel a shred of rejection, discomfort, or unwillingness? "

His calmness was once again torn apart bit by bit by her nonchalant words. He said how could she suddenly retract her fangs so obediently. It turned out that sometimes, without fangs, being docile and obedient was even more frightening than when she openly fought against him.

He threw back the quilt and got up to turn on the light. Her eyes snapped shut from the sudden brightness, and what entered his eyes was her small, palm-sized, solemn, white face. He squinted as he pressed her.

"Are you saying that every time you do this with me, you're thinking about that man and then feel extremely unwilling?"

"I didn't say that!"

She opened her eyes and looked at him, her gaze at peace.

His unstoppable howls,

"Don't you have that Lin Wen City in your heart?"

She mocked him for having sex with other women. What right did she have to mocked him? Was there no one in her heart? Then why did she offer herself up to him?

"I didn't!"

She tried to defend herself as she stubbornly stared into his eyes. Each word seemed to be saying it to him, but also to herself.

"I don't have anyone in my heart! Then I will be the one to do it! "

The two of them coldly stared at each other. At this moment, he could not see through her heart, nor could she understand the emotions in his eyes.

After a while, he let out a cold snort.

"Don't think that you can come here and talk about love just because you've been abandoned once. Whoever I love and whatever else I do with is none of my business. What right do you have to criticize me?"

Her small face immediately turned pale as a piece of white paper. The word "abandonment" stabbed into her heart like a sharp knife. Her frail body swayed a few times, almost unable to withstand the heart-wrenching pain.

She lowered her eyes and no longer looked at him. Her tone of voice had returned to its original unfamiliar tone.

"Mr. Gu, I'm not your pillow. I'm sorry!"

She grabbed a pillow and blanket and was about to get out of bed when he grabbed her and asked,

"What are you doing?"

"I'll sleep on the floor tonight!"

She pulled away from his hand and said politely and politely,

"I'll go to sleep first! "Good night!"

Then he lay down on the carpet on the floor. The thin blanket was still tightly wrapped around him, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had finally fallen, falling on the pillow under his head and disappearing without a trace.

The pain of being abandoned was something she could not bear in her life. Her mother's abandonment when she was young, Mu Yunhai's abandonment later on, Lin Wen Cheng's abandonment, every single lifeless life in the orphanage …

Gu Mo Cheng watched as she slept below and didn't know what to say. He knew that his words of anger had provoked her and he wanted to apologize, but he didn't know how to do so.

He lay down on the bed, feeling uncomfortable all over, and then he went back to sleep on the huge bed.

Hearing the sound of him tossing and turning on the wall, Mu Yurou could not help but laugh. In less than a year, she had fallen into a deep sleep. Her heart was calm and naturally cold.

After about half an hour, Gu Mo Cheng lightly called her name. She did not make any noise, and the sound of her sleeping could be heard in the air. He carefully moved closer to the bed.

He was lying on the bed with one arm behind his back, looking at her. Her thick, elegant eyebrows were slightly furrowed now, and he thought, This woman doesn't let down her guard when she sleeps, does she?

He stretched out his slender fingers, smoothing the wrinkles on her forehead before finally falling asleep.

Then the night passed and dawn came.

When he woke up in the morning, the bed was empty again. Looking at the messy blanket and pillow, he imagined her beauty last night and could not help but curse.

"Damn, he must be crazy!" "She actually hugged a woman and didn't do anything."

He went down to eat breakfast feeling refreshed and refreshed. Uncle Gu was busy making preparations, but he did not see her nor the old man. He was looking around when Steward Gu spoke.

"Madam seems to be outside accompanying the old man in his morning practice!"

"Morning training?"

He exclaimed with a headache. She was truly omnipotent! The old man was so difficult to deal with, yet she was able to obtain the old man's praise. Furthermore, they had practiced together for such a long time …

Just as she was chatting and joking with Uncle Gu, she was seen walking towards them from afar. It was the same white robe from yesterday, fluttering in the morning breeze, the skirt fluttering in the wind like a beautiful curve.

She did not know what she said to the old man that caused the old man to laugh out loud, but she laughed along with him. Her black hair was like ink and white like snow.

Gu Mo City was slightly startled. A hint of amazement flashed across his black eyes. This was not the cold, emotionless woman that he knew!

In his impression, she should be a person with a cold and aloof character. She didn't even have a few words or even a smile. However, how could she smile? Furthermore, how could she smile so charmingly?