Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Sleep?

Mu Yunshen was slightly stunned, then his brows wrinkled again, and his voice unconsciously lowered a little, "when did you fall asleep?"

"Just fell asleep, I watched her fall asleep before I dared to come out." Mu xiaorou said in a very low voice.

Mu Yunshen shook his head, "things are a bit complicated."

"I see that although Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, she should feel uncomfortable in her heart."

Mu xiaorou stuttered for a while and said, "well, I think I'll stay with you tonight. I'm in the guest room. If there's anything wrong, you can call me as soon as possible, so I can give you a hand."

Mu Yunshen was silent for a moment and looked out of the window.

Late at night, ah Zhe is not around, so mu xiaorou goes back to his old house alone in the evening, and he is really not at ease.

So he nodded, "OK, you go and have a rest."

Watching mu xiaorou go upstairs to the guest room, he turns and walks towards the bedroom. Halfway through, he suddenly notices that the shoes on the ground will make an inevitable dull sound no matter how strong they are.

Almost without hesitation for a second, mu Yunshen bent over to take off his slippers, stepped on his thin socks, silently pushed open the bedroom door and went in. Then, with a dim bedside lamp, he saw a small raised figure on the bed.

He approached carefully and looked over his head. Tang Xiao's eyes were really closed, but he seemed to sleep uneasily. His slender and delicate eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, his fists were clenched, and he was ready to be on guard.

Mu Yunshen saw that there was a little sweat on her forehead, so he gently stretched out a finger, but he didn't know whether she was too sensitive or what. As soon as mu Yunshen touched a hair of her, Tang Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.

She turned around and looked at mu Yunshen. Her eyes were full of thick red blood. It was like a spider web under the eaves of an old house that had been abandoned for many years. Her panic flashed by and she calmed down when she saw the person beside her.

"You're back."

Her voice was a little weak and hoarse, but at least she was a little popular.

"Did I wake you up?" Mu Yun asked her in a soft voice. Her fingers touched her ears with a few strands of broken hair moistened with sweat and stained on her skin. In her voice, she felt sorry and distressed.

Tang Xiao answered a vague syllable and reached out his hands to pull Mu Yunshen's arm.

Her fingertips touched his shirt. Even though there was a layer of cloth between her fingertips, mu Yunshen clearly felt the coldness of her fingertips. He was surprised and quickly took advantage of the situation to hold her hand and put it in the softest and hottest place in his neck.

"Why are your hands so cold? Is it a fever? "

With that, he reached over and tested her forehead. Fortunately, although she was pale, her temperature was normal.

Tang Xiao didn't say a word. As soon as his hand touched his warm body, the next second people unconsciously pasted it up.

They have been together for many years, and they have already formed established habits when they go to bed. Tang Xiao is weaker and her hands and feet are cold all the year round. Even in the hot summer, her hands and feet are often as cold as four pieces of ice.

Later, mu Yunshen simply forced her hands and feet to press on her body. Tang Xiao gradually got used to such a natural human stove lying beside her. When she went to sleep, she no longer needed mu Yunshen's reminding, but consciously put her hands and feet close to her.

Mu Yunshen was warmed by her habitual little action. He didn't want to push her to change her clothes. He simply opened the quilt and went in. He quickly untied all the buttons in front of his shirt with one hand, grabbed her hand and rubbed it into his arms.

It is the instinct of all living things to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Feeling the warmth from the palm of his hand, Tang Xiao leaned up carefully, his slender arm stretched into his smooth shirt material, and slowly put his face on his strong chest.

The cool and unique fragrance of his body penetrated into her breath, and the warm feeling came to his face.

His open heart to her was full of warm greetings and pleasant smell, and his shirt behind was covered with the chill of night and the thin cold dew.

She suddenly felt that her nose was a little sour. She could not help holding him tighter in her hand. She listened to the surging heart beat and blood flow in his skin. Then she felt at ease.

Mu Yunshen noticed that her fingers were trembling slightly. She thought she was still angry and felt guilty again. She opened her mouth and softened her tone. "Smile, give me a little more time. Now it's almost clear, but it still needs some time to deal with it later."