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Just as Zhuo Nianfeng was thinking in the back of the crowd and stalling for time, a pair of hands rested firmly on her shoulders. A familiar voice rang: "You aren't thinking about queuing up to buy cakes, are you? "Hmm?"

The word "mm" at the back made Zhuo Yanfeng smell a faint sense of being threatened.

He turned around and looked at Han Muyun's handsome face. Zhuo Nianfeng laughed, "I just want to see how many people are still queuing up. When can we get some budget today?"

"And you have a budget?" Han Muyun raised an eyebrow and asked.

He was really stupid to not know how to steal even when he was lazy.

"Mm …" Zhuo Yanfeng lowered his head and fell into a somewhat helpless silence.

The surrounding people looked at Han Muyun with infatuation.

Alright, Zhuo Nianfeng admitted that he looked even better now. He wasn't like before, where there was nothing in it other than a face.

Yes, he was indeed a beautiful young man who cultivated both the inner and outer forces, but he didn't need to overdo her, did he?

"Hey hey, today's opening hours are over. Come back tomorrow!" Grandma Qian reached out to the door and took away the "Open Business" sign, smiling as she spoke.

Amidst the disappointed sighs of the crowd, Zhuo Nianfeng was dragged towards the store by Han Muyun.

After the four of them finished their meal, Grandma Qian and Grandpa Zhang were upstairs watching TV while Zhuo Xinfeng was ordered to go downstairs to prepare the ingredients.

Han Muyun stood by the door, quietly watching her.

In the bright light, she busied herself in the small operation room, her expression as serious as ever.

She was obviously injured, but her movements were still as quick as ever, making it impossible for anyone to tell that her entire body was covered with wounds.

This was the girl he had always loved …

She seemed weak, but she was actually a strong girl.

Because of his tiring day, Zhuo Yanfeng could feel a faint pain coming from him.

She looked at the bag full of flour and eggs with a bit of fatigue. Even her head was hurting.

"Go to bed." Han Muyun finally walked over and said to her.

"I'm not done yet." Zhuo Yanfeng took the egg and Han Muyun snatched it away.

"Leave the rest to me." Han Muyun put down the egg, tied his apron, and said.

Zhuo Yanfeng looked at him in surprise. Why did this guy become so kind-hearted now?

Was she playing some kind of play again, trying to change the course of events to punish her?

For example … Make a mess of the operation room and get her scolded?

When Zhuo Yanfeng thought of how he had locked him in the toilet in the afternoon, he immediately perked up. He shook his head and said: "No need, I'll do it!"

Han Muyun suddenly reached out a hand, grabbed her chin, and pulled her face over.

"You … What are you doing? " Zhuo Yanfeng frowned at him and asked nervously.

Revenge? Preparing for revenge now?

He was truly narrow-minded!

"What do you mean you have to keep moving to prevent the blood from being blocked? It's obvious that you've lost too much blood!" Han Muyun didn't pay any attention to her. He looked at Zhuo Nianfeng's pale face and muttered, "What kind of bullshit doctor is Ouyang Yu looking for? It's been a few days and he still has this kind of expression!"

He had ordered her to do so today because he had listened to the words of that fox, Ouyang Shuo!

Was this fox trying to break them apart?

Zhuo Yanfeng stared at him blankly, only to see a small, pale face reflected in his pitch-black eyes.

"Did you apply the ointment?" Han Muyun's tone started to sound displeased.

"My injuries have almost healed …" Zhuo Yanfeng only had a scratch, it wasn't serious at all.

"Did you take the medicine on time?" Han Muyun frowned.

"Those are all pills to replenish Qi and replenish blood. Eating them wouldn't be of any use to my body …" Zhuo Yanfeng himself was half a doctor!

"So you didn't do what the doctor told you to do?" Han Muyun coldly interrupted her, a storm began to form in his eyes.

"I'm half a doctor after all. I can take care of my own body."

Zhuo Nianfeng actually didn't lose much blood, but because it was a period of rest, he had more blood on his butt before. He would be fine if he drank more of the pig's liver soup.

"You … You can piss me off! " Han Muyun let go of Ye Zichen's hand and fiercely punched the bag in annoyance.

He had thought that she would take good care of him, so he hadn't questioned her in detail. He hadn't expected her to be so unconcerned about the injuries on her body.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have locked you in the bathroom this afternoon …" Zhuo Yanfeng saw his unsightly expression, and decided it was better to apologize first.

"I'm not talking about that!" Han Muyun angrily interrupted her. He restrained himself and finally lowered his voice. "You go to sleep. I'll do the rest."

She was an idiot. She didn't understand the worry she had for her.

"Will you?" Zhuo Yanfeng looked at him in disbelief. Even if he put on his apron, he didn't look like a cook!

"Go, sleep, sleep!" Han Muyun said one word at a time.

Seeing his expression, Zhuo Nianfeng immediately turned around and went upstairs, not stopping for a second.

"Yo, is everything done?" Seeing Zhuo Yanfeng going upstairs, the two old men asked at the same time.

"Xiao Yun is busy down there." Zhuo Yanfeng rubbed his shoulder and said with a smile.

"Heh, I can't believe this young man still knows how to love girls." Grandpa Zhang joked.

"Ugh …" Zhuo Yanfeng felt that this was not fair. She had been busy all day, and now it was his turn?

It was all because Han Muyun was too good-looking, so even Grandma Qian leaned towards him.

"Then quickly go and rest. It might be more busy tomorrow." Grandma Qian said with a smile before she turned her head to Grandpa Zhang and muttered, "Let's also rest early. It's eight o'clock."

Zhuo Yanfeng pushed open the door to the room, saw the bed, and immediately pounced on it.

In this world, the best thing to do was to eat and sleep …

And … The Han Muyun of his childhood.

"Hey, aren't you going to take a bath?"

Zhuo Yangfeng fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. In his daze, he heard a voice.

She's not going to move!

Zhuo Yanfeng tightly hugged the pillow, hid himself in the quilt, and then fell asleep again.

"I really can't take it anymore …" Han Muyun had already finished his work. He couldn't help but sigh when he saw her lying down, fully clothed.

This idiot definitely didn't apply medicine, you could tell by the way she dressed.

Han Muyun looked through her bag, his expression turning even uglier.

It wasn't that she didn't apply medicine, but that she … He didn't even bring medicine!

Although it was just a superficial wound, he couldn't treat his own body that easily, right?

This was the body he wanted to enjoy in the future, not just hers!

If Zhuo Yanfeng knew Han Muyun's thoughts right now, he would definitely jump up and kill him.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Yanfeng was sleeping soundly and had no idea that someone was about to climb onto her bed.

Zhuo Yanfeng seemed to have had a very sweet dream, but when he thought back, his memories were blank.

The bed became smaller. Zhuo Xinfeng moved to the side and suddenly came into contact with a warm object.

She shuddered and immediately turned around to sit up, not caring about the pain in her butt, her eyes opened wide as she adjusted to the weak light, staring at the humanoid body beside her.

Dream on? It must be a dream!

She was sleepwalking again? Impossible!

Her sleepwalking was much better now. As long as she wasn't too nervous, she wouldn't be able to sleepwalk.

Within a few seconds, many possible scenes flashed through his mind, but they were all rejected by Zhuo Yanfeng.

Han Muyun!

Indeed, the humanoid body beside him was Han Muyun.

Why was he in his own bed? There was no way Zhuo Yanfeng could pull him back into the house while sleepwalking!

In his nervousness, Zhuo Yanfeng immediately looked at him and his clothes.

It had been almost two years. Back then, he was ignorant and did not know how to react to many matters. Now, Zhuo Nianfeng was much clearer.

She also knew that she no longer had a reason to sleep in the same bed as her "little brother".

Even if everyone was dressed...

Han Muyun was no longer her nominal little brother, but her sleepwalking was good too. She couldn't find a reasonable reason to sleep in the same bed.

However, Han Muyun's figure was getting better and better.

Zhuo Yanfeng's gaze slipped to his lower abdomen and he hurriedly retracted his gaze. What was she doing?

She should have kicked the guy who snuck onto her bed!

Zhuo Nianfeng suddenly thought of his grandma Qian who would wake her up at 5 in the morning. She took advantage of the faint light and looked at her phone. It was already 4: 50.

Zhuo Yanfeng quickly climbed off the bed. Before he could grab his jacket, he heard Han Muyun speak in a daze, "What are you doing? thirsty or sick in the stomach? "

He … He couldn't have woken up, right?

Zhuo Yanfeng immediately froze in place, not moving an inch.

How hateful. It was clearly his fault, yet he felt extremely guilty …

"It's still early. Go back to sleep." Han Muyun's voice was still sleepy, but he reached out his hand and accurately pulled Zhuo Yanfeng back onto the bed.

"Does it still hurt?" Han Muyun's voice was still sleepy, as if he was talking in a dream, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Zhuo Yanfeng's forehead dripped with cold sweat. Looking at the alarm clock, he stiffened his body and forcefully lowered his voice as he asked. "Han Muyun … Why are you in my bed? "

"Because I'm tired …" Han Muyun muttered with his eyes closed, "If you don't take a bath, you can't apply medicine. I'll wait on you until midnight, then I won't even bother to return to my room …"

Only now did Zhuo Yanfeng realize there was water on the ground. She felt a little touched, but then she grabbed his arm and said, "How can you just sleep with someone like that? If you develop such a habit, sooner or later, your chastity will disappear! Furthermore, you still have your fiancée. You are not allowed to climb into my bed before you make things clear! "

"Why are you so long-winded?" Han Muyun knitted his eyebrows in displeasure, before turning around and lying down. "It's fine if you don't want to sleep, but don't disturb me."

"But it's almost five!" Zhuo Yanfeng tugged on his arm and said gloomily, "In a while, Grandma Qian will come to wake me up. Hurry back to your room!"

"What has it got to do with me?" Han Muyun finally sat up under Zhuo Nianfeng's pestering. "What did you say just now …" Chastity? "

He seemed to have heard the word 'chastity' …

Well, he didn't touch her chastity, he just stole a kiss or two.