Kaguya Hotel.

Qin Feng's face was getting bigger and bigger in front of Yan Qingluo, and getting closer and closer. She woke up suddenly.

It was a dream. Another nightmare.

The person in the dream is Qin Feng, and he has a face exactly like Jiang Ziyu.

She sat up and saw someone next to her. It was Mu Ye.

Mu Ye had already fallen asleep on the bed.

She looked around.

hotel?

It should be the Kaguya Hotel.

Yan Qingluo reached out and gently touched Mu Ye's head. He must have been waiting for a long time.

This guy usually looks cold and hard to approach, but he is so cute when he is asleep. His long curly eyelashes lie on his face obediently, and his tall and straight nose looks like a handicraft carefully crafted by God, perfect and exquisite. His lips, which are usually thin and tightly pursed, pout slightly when he is asleep, so sexy.

He uses this sexy mouth in the morning ...

Thinking of this, Yan Qingluo's body inexplicably tightened again, and her lower abdomen ached slightly. She quickly moved her eyes to Mu Ye's thick eyelashes.

Just as she was staring at Mu Ye sleeping in a daze, Mu Ye suddenly woke up, and his sleepy eyes met Yan Qingluo's loving eyes.

Mu Ye was slightly stunned. He had never seen such emotion in Yan Qingluo's eyes. Was it love?

Yan Qingluo looked as if he was caught doing something bad, his eyes were panicked and he had nowhere to hide.

Seeing her panicked and embarrassed look, Mu Ye's anger dissipated a lot, "Luo'er, you finally woke up, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yan Qingluo lowered his eyes and shook his head, "No."

After a pause, she asked again, "Where's Jiang Ziyu? Is he okay?"

It would have been fine if Jiang Ziyu wasn't mentioned, but Mu Ye got so angry when he mentioned this person. He felt his chest aching when he thought of how Yan Qingluo was going to sacrifice himself to save him.

He suppressed his inner anger and said, "Gu Yunchuan brought him some medicine. He has already taken it and his wrist injury has been bandaged."

Mu Ye also paused for a moment, and said angrily, "He is alive and well."

Yan Qingluo heard resentment in Mu Ye's tone. She wanted to explain to him, but didn't know how to start.

At this time, Mu Ye asked first, "Did Luo Er intend to follow him ... "

He couldn't say the following words, he couldn't even think about this matter, he felt like his chest was about to explode, his world was filled with thunder, lightning, wind and rain, there was no sunshine anymore.

He clenched his fists silently, feeling a pain in his heart as if his heart was being torn apart.

Seeing his depressed look, Yan Qingluo guessed what he was thinking. In fact, when she walked towards Jiang Ziyu at that time, she was not trying to save him in that way, but wanted to take his pulse to see if acupuncture could be used to slow down the onset of toxins in his body.

She gently lifted Mu Ye's chin, just like Mu Ye lifted her head as usual, and looked into his deep and sad eyes. After a moment, her pale but still sexy lips uttered a sentence that made Mu Ye dazed for a long time, "Aye, I did want to save Jiang Ziyu, I thought I could bear it, but then I realized that I couldn't do it with anyone except you."

Mu Ye's pupils went from dull to bright as stars, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, he stared blankly at the person in front of him, repeatedly thinking about what Yan Qingluo had just said, no one else could do it except him.

She said, no one else can do it except him.

He pinched his thigh hard, he was not dreaming.

But what is this feeling of walking on clouds, what is this illusion in the clouds and mist, and what is this unreal beauty?

It wasn't until Yan Qingluo's hand gently touched his cheek that he seemed to be pulled back to reality.

Fireworks started going off in his heart and in his head, and he felt like the happiest person in the world.

He excitedly grabbed Yan Qingluo's hand, put it to his lips, sniffing and kissing it madly.

After a long time, Mu Ye came back to his senses from his trance, looked into Yan Qingluo's eyes, and asked seriously, "Luo'er, can you really ignore Jiang Ziyu's life?"

Yan Qingluo shook his head.

Mu Ye frowned, feeling lost. Sure enough, she would eventually ...

Yan Qingluo spoke slowly, "I walked towards Jiang Ziyu because I wanted to try whether acupuncture could delay the onset of the toxicity in his body."

When Mu Ye heard Yan Qingluo's words, his brows relaxed again, "Luo'er is so smart, he knew he was poisoned."

Yan Qingluo tapped Mu Ye's forehead lightly and said with a smile, "You are the smart one. You called Gu Yunchuan over and asked him to bring medicine."

Mu Ye was very happy after being praised, and said proudly, "After you went in, I carefully looked at the photo that the kidnapper sent you, and found a red line on Jiang Ziyu's wrist, which was an obvious sign of poisoning from the Death Flower, so I quickly asked Gu Yunchuan to rush over with medicine."

Yan Qingluo touched his head, smiled lovingly and praised, "Aye is great!"

Mu Ye wagged his tail happily, but after a while he felt something was wrong. Hey, why did it feel like he was praising a puppy?

He looked up and saw the expression of trying not to laugh on Yan Qingluo's face, and suddenly realized that this girl did it on purpose!

Good, now she is bold enough to tease him. Let’s see how he will deal with her later.

Well, come to think of it, I don’t know if this girl’s wound has healed completely. Gu Yunchuan asked him to wait for a month, but a month is really a long time!

"Luo'er, you haven't applied the medicine tonight!" Mu Ye reminded Yan Qingluo with a pure face.

Yan Qingluo , "... "

Why are you bringing this up again for no reason?

"I'm fine now. No need to apply medicine." Yan Qingluo said shyly with a slightly flushed face.

Since she woke up just now, her face finally had some color and she looked much better.

"Okay? Really okay? Then can we ... " Mu Ye said, moving closer to Yan Qingluo.

"Aye, I'm on my period, I can't do that." Yan Qingluo pushed away Mu Ye, who was pressing almost his entire body on him, and said embarrassedly.

"It wasn't here in the morning, why is it here now ... Luo'er doesn't want me to touch her so she's lying to me?" Mu Ye stubbornly refused to believe it.

Why was this guy still talking about what happened in the morning? Yan Qingluo felt so embarrassed when he thought about how he felt in the morning.

"Why would I lie to you? It's true." Yan Qingluo turned his head away, embarrassed to look at him.

"Then I'll check it out." Mu Ye said, and he started to do it, muttering, "Little liar, if I find out that you lied to me, I'll show you how I'll punish you ... "

After seeing the bright red in front of him, Mu Ye’s words came to an abrupt end, and the movements of his hands also stopped abruptly.

Yan Qingluo's face turned red, and she crawled into the quilt, covering her head.

Mu Ye stared blankly at the bulge in the quilt, his heart filled with agitation.