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Chapter 1484 Magic Mirror 13
Bu Huan has been enduring it all the time, this kind of study is really tormented, it is really not wonderful.Just bear with it, until dawn will be fine.

Bu Huan cheered himself up in his heart, his eyes were straightened, and he was extremely dull.

The magic mirror finally finished explaining one more time, raised his eyes, glanced at Bu Huan with a tired face, and wondered if he should let her take a rest.

I have talked enough today, let her have time to digest it.

Thinking of this in my heart, my eyes fluttered upwards, and fell on the fluffy and beautiful red curly hair. I moved my fingers, feeling a little itchy in my heart, wanting to touch...

As a result, the little apple suddenly raised its head, with a pair of big round red eyes, staring blankly at him, as if all eyes were blank and lost focus.

She had no idea what she was thinking just now.

The long eyelashes of the magic mirror trembled, and he retracted his slender fingers calmly. The surface was still so indifferent, nothing unusual could be seen, it was very perfect.

He opened his thin lips and said softly, "That's all for today, you should digest today's knowledge well."

After finishing speaking, Bu Huan felt his world spinning and turned into an immobile apple again.

Bu Huan's surface is no longer so smooth and moist, it is wrinkled, and has no energy. It is no longer the perfect and beautiful big apple before.

After a day of studying and devastation, her spiritual world was severely impacted, and her superficial state also became bad.

Fortunately, Mojin was not so frenzied, let her learn so much, she still has a time to digest, and she can take a little breather.

Although, it is indeed for my own good, but this kindness is really unbearable!
Bu Huan yawned sleepily, didn't care about anything else, and fell asleep directly.

Her head is full of mud now, let her go to sleep quickly!

In a daze, I felt something touched my smooth skin, and the touch was gentle, as if the queen's fingertips touched me, and it was like a magic mirror touching my fluffy and soft hair, which was quite comfortable .

This kind of touch is like a superficial touch, passing by without a trace.

Bu Huan originally wanted to open her eyes to see who was touching her, but she was too sleepy, anyway, such a touch was just passing by, so she didn't think about it so much, and fell into a deep sleep.

An imaginary figure was leaning against the magic mirror, the boy's black clothes well covered up in the gloom of the night, his overly pale skin carried a hint of bewilderment.

He raised his hand and looked at his own.

Dazed, a bit like in a daze.

The pretty brows were slightly frowned, the slender and thick eyelashes were slightly drooping, and there seemed to be some tiny glimmers in the dark eyes.

Such feelings are really inexplicable and so turbulent.

He was always so hard to hold himself in front of her.

Instinctively want to get close to her, get close to her, even...

It's really weird, as if she has a disease that must be hers.

The magic mirror's face was blank.

He seemed to be really sick.

The seed called emotion in my heart quietly took root in my heart, quietly waiting for the opportunity to germinate.

Good feelings are like the root system of a plant, starting to grow.

(End of this chapter)