Although no one said anything about the little thing, every time she talked, she knew that something was wrong in her emotions, but she was so far away, even if he was in a hurry, it was useless.

Speed ​​up and finish the things in your hands, and rush over to accompany her personally. It's better than talking sweet words.

Feng Xiao stood up gently, as if holding some rare treasure, gently walked to the bedroom, and put An Mu on the bed.

During An Mu's sleep, her brows were condensed, as if this posture was very uncomfortable.

Feng Xiao quickly took off his clothes, went to bed, opened the quilt and hugged An Mu.

An Mu's brows were loosened, and then she fell asleep deeply.

No dream for a night.

An Mu didn't wake up until three poles on the next day.

After seeing the time on the wall, she did it all at once.

"It's over! It's late! A Bing didn't call me anyway!"

While An Muxu was talking, a strong arm stretched out and hugged her.

An Mu's body stiffened, and then she thought of something, and she seemed to turn her head. Seeing Feng Xiao, her entire face was flying with joy, "Feng Xiao!"

Feng Xiao smiled, "Yes."

An Mu was excited, feeling that that happiness couldn't be restrained, and the fullness of her heart was about to overflow. She jumped up from the bed and threw herself on him, "Feng Xiao! Feng Xiao! Feng Xiao!"

"Uh, uh, uh!" Feng Xiao answered her three words, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

An Mu continued to laugh, "It's nothing, I just yelled casually."

Feng Xiao also laughed, and the two people's ears and temples, the meaning in Feng Xiao's eyes changed. He turned over and pressed An Mu under him, shouting with a slightly hoarse voice: "An Mu..."

An Mu felt a tingling in her earholes, and that tingling spread all over her body in an instant, and she couldn't help but giggle.

Then Feng Xiao's kiss fell.

Such a fine kiss, with a little bit of eagerness and depression, made An Mu's whole body hot all at once.

Feeling the kiss from the forehead, nose, and slowly approaching lips...

The clear scent that belonged to Feng Xiao, mixed with the scent of soap that Feng Xiao used to wash when An Mu was not awake, plunged into his nose suddenly, and then An Mu's originally joyful mood, but suddenly As soon as he caught it, an unexplainable nausea arose spontaneously.

The nausea made her mind clear for a while, and the **** instantly retreated without a trace.

But looking at Feng Xiao's deliberately infatuated appearance, she couldn't help biting her lip and decided to bear it.

However, as Feng Xiao grabbed her lips, the feeling of disgust suddenly deepened!

Suddenly she pushed Feng Xiao aside, sat up awkwardly, and then held her heart, but when she sat up like this, the nausea subsided again.

Feng Xiao frowned and grabbed her hand, "What's the matter?"

An Mu also didn't know what was going on, even... she felt very sorry for Feng Xiao deep down in her heart. She obviously missed him so much. When he came to her side, how could she feel that the smell on him was a little disgusting?

An Mu sighed, "Maybe, I haven't played the role yet."

He hasn't played yet, but he still thinks of Xu Liangsheng as his own husband, so he will be bored with contact with others.

It must be so.

She An Mu would never hate Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao looked at her doubtfully.

But when he sensed An Mu's cautiousness and anxiety, he sighed.