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Chapter 314 Mu Muyan, Don't Leave Me

Lin Xichen: "..." At such a time, he still cares if she is gone!

Moreover, it was not worn out at all, it was still worn outside!just, just...

"There is no one else, who can see it!" She blushed.

"I."

"It's not like you haven't seen me without clothes!"

"..."

He exerted a little force on his right arm, and pressed her against his chest and abdomen again.

Lin Xichen's face was very red, she knew what Mu Muyan meant, she didn't want her to be seen by other people.

But...she was very...embarrassed by sticking to each other like this.

The surrounding was very quiet and dark, and Lin Xichen turned off the light of the phone.

There is a very quiet feeling, as if there is only each other left in the whole world.

"Mu Muyan, is there something wrong with that village?" Lin Xichen asked.

The night was a bit cold, being hugged by him, she also hugged her, and the warmth passed on to each other was not so unbearable.

"Hmm." Mu Muyan responded.

Lin Xichen looked up at him.

In the darkness, Mu Muyan closed his eyes, his well-defined facial features appeared three-dimensional.

"How do you know?" Worrying that he was asleep, Lin Xichen began to ask questions at random.

She was really scared, afraid that he would hold her and fall asleep like this.

Afraid of him, she fell asleep and never woke up again.

Afraid of the time from now on, in this world, there will be no more of him.

"The news on the table and what he wrote." Mu Mu Yan returned.

Lin Xichen was surprised, "You can still understand their writing?"

With a chuckle, Mu Muyan leaned over slightly.

Lin Xichen blinked, and realized after a while that he was referring to his glasses.

Reaching out to take off the glasses, Lin Xichen put them on.

Sure enough... glasses equipped with AI technology...

No wonder navigation, translation and so on.

Because she likes it, and it's a cutting-edge technology developed after her, she couldn't help playing with it for a while before asking again, "What is the village for?"

This time, Mu Muyan didn't answer her immediately.

With a sudden heartbeat, Lin Xichen straightened up and got out of his arms, "Mu Muyan!"

"Trafficking women." Mu Muyan said, her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, very low and very small, like a breathy voice.

At that moment, Lin Xichen panicked.

She touched his forehead, it was scorching hot, and there was even fine sweat.

"Mu Muyan, how are you?" Lin Xichen asked.

She didn't even notice that there was a tremor in her voice.

"...Let me sleep for a while."

"Don't sleep, please, don't sleep!" Tears poured out of Lin Xichen's eyes uncontrollably, and fell on Mu Muyan's clothes, one drop after another, finally like pearls with a broken string, which couldn't be stopped .

He really wanted to reach out to wipe the tears on her face and tell her not to be afraid, but the exhaustion of his body made him unable to exert any strength at all.

"Mu Muyan, Mu Muyan! Don't sleep, I beg you, as long as you don't sleep, I will promise you anything. Whether your grandfather wants me to make a deal, or let me marry you, whatever, please. You, don't sleep... Please... open your eyes and look at me..."

In the ear, Lin Xichen's voice became farther and farther away, and became smaller and smaller.

In the end, Mu Muyan seemed to hear her crying and begging, "Please...don't die...don't leave me..."

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