Author: Ji Shuo

"I know that you just want to live a two-person world with your uncle! The two of us have just been together and are in love. Old lovers like me should be thrown into the cold palace and deserve to be left out and ignored..."

Xia Ling's faint voice was like an abandoned old person, and uncontrollable resentment lingered around Ming Dai.

How could Mingdai dare to bear such a big "responsibility"?

He quickly hugged Xia Ling and smiled coquettishly: "It's my fault, my fault, I shouldn't have let you go back early. I'm so happy that you can stay with me!"

Her voice was soft and soft, and she looked up at the person with her beautiful little face, and the shining light in her eyes was filled with stars, making it difficult for Xia Ling to continue acting.

Xia Ling snorted arrogantly, then smiled and took the apple and asked Ming Dai if she wanted to eat it.

Ming Dai quietly breathed a sigh of relief and held the apple.

"Ling Ling."

"Um?"

"Remember when we first met?"

"certainly!"

Yes, at that time you were an aloof and aloof young lady! What about now?

It's a pity that Mingdai didn't dare to say this, so she could only swallow it in her stomach.

Xia Ling realized that Ming Dai had nothing to say: "Then what?"

Ming Dai smiled brightly: "Of course I am happy that I can have such a good friend!"

"That's right!" Xia Ling was happy and satisfied.

Midway through, Mingdai's phone vibrated.

Picking it up and reading it, I found that it was a message from He Mu, saying that he had something to discuss with her.

The tone was very solemn. Ming Dai thought there was something wrong with He Ce, so she told Xia Ling and hurriedly stood up.

He Mu booked all the suites on the top floor of this hotel. Originally, Xia Ling and Ling Xiu came over and stayed in the room next to Ming Dai, while Ming Dai's room was sandwiched between their room and He Mu's room.

Now that Lingxiu returned to Yanjing early, Xia Ling stayed behind. She felt it was boring to live alone, so she simply moved her luggage into Mingdai's room, so this room became a room for the two of them.

The suite is large, with separate bedroom and living room, and a large terrace where you can sit and watch the night view of the city.

Ming Dai was having afternoon tea with Xia Ling on the terrace just now. She walked through the entire suite to the door. When she opened it, she saw He Mu standing tall and tall outside the door.

"Didn't you say that I came to find you?" Mingdai was a little surprised, but she didn't take it too seriously, "What is it? Is there something wrong with He Ce?"

He Mu remained silent, raising his hand to tuck the scattered hair on one side of Ming Dai's cheek behind her ear.

The skin on his fingertips was rough, and the skin he accidentally rubbed seemed to be on fire, burning fiercely.

Mingdai shrank reflexively, feeling the skin behind her ears numb, as if it was burning.

He Mu lowered his eyes and lowered his raised arms.

Inexplicably, Mingdai could sense that he was unhappy.

Why are you unhappy?

Meeting Mingdai's probing gaze, Hemu sighed silently, using reason as a thread to tightly bind his chaotic mind.

He asked casually: "Does Xia Ling have a ticket for the evening?"

Mingdai blinked, a little confused: "No, she will wait two days to come with me."

He Mu pursed his lips: "Really? It's pretty good."

The tone was very calm.

But Ming Dai had already thought about it a little bit.

"You...are unhappy?"

"No."

Mingdai laughed dumbly.

Perhaps it was because of the position he had just appeared in that he was his friend's uncle.

No matter how kind and friendly his attitude was from then on, Mingdai always looked at him like a junior looking up to his elders, as if he was a mature and unpredictable abyss, with all emotions below the surface, always rational, always calm, and not affected by unnecessary emotions.

Troubled.

But now, He Mu not only stepped down from the altar and stepped from the clouds into the rolling mortal world, but also tore off the perfect coat on his body, letting Mingdai see his irrationality and immaturity.

Even to get angry with the juniors over such trivial matters, they insist on saying no.

A bit...cute.

Mingdai's fingers were ready to move.

The smile on his lips couldn't help but get brighter and brighter.

finally!

She couldn't hold it back anymore, so she opened her arms and rushed over to hug He Mu!

"You're really...interesting."

Ming Dai thought for a while, taking into account He Mu's mood, and replaced "cute" with "interesting".

He Mu was startled for a moment, then laughed again. His motionless body relaxed slightly, bent down to support Ming Dai, wrapped his arms around her waist, and stroked the back of Ming Dai's head with his big palm.

Mingdai narrowed her eyes with a smile and said in a muffled voice in his arms: "You must be jealous."

He Mu answered quickly and in a calm tone: "How could it be?"

The faster he answered, the more fake Mingdai felt.

But she was generous and didn't expose him.

He just narrowed his eyes maliciously: "Really? Then I'll go back to the room first. Ling Ling was frightened by what I did. I have to stay with her these two days!"

With that said, he made a move to leave He Mu's arms.

He Mu's palm on her back gently exerted force, forcing her to fall back into his arms.

The arms that had been empty for less than two seconds were filled again, and Hemu felt satisfied from the bottom of his soul.

"She doesn't need company." I do.

Mingdai was just teasing him, so she smiled and lay in his arms.

At this time, footsteps suddenly came from behind.

The room is covered with wool carpets, and the sound is minimal when walking on soft-soled slippers.

Therefore, when Mingdai noticed the approaching footsteps, the other party was already very close.

Ming Dai quickly thought about taking two steps back, fearing that Xia Ling would see her and be embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, He Mu tightened his arms around her waist, and instead of letting go, he put his arms around her waist, hugged her with one hand and carried her up. He walked to the door of his room next door in two or three steps and met her hidden in the door frame.

Blind spot in sight.

At the door of Ming Dai's room, Xia Ling opened the half-open door and looked at the empty corridor, looking left and right.

"Are you in such a hurry? You don't even close the door."

With that said, he turned around and went back to his room, closing the door behind him.

Ming Dai, who dared not breathe, pressed her back tightly against the door panel, and was squeezed in by He Mu so that there was no gap.

He was also afraid that she would hit his back, so he used his palms to prop up the door panel.

His body temperature was relatively high, and a steady stream of warmth continued to spread from his lower back through the thin fabric.

The breath is warm, making Mingdai airtight.

Mingdai could even feel the bulging veins on his arms and his racing pulse.

Plop, plop, plop.

Ming Dai shrank.

"Feel sorry."

He Mu lowered his eyes and immediately put away the strong aggression around him.

But he couldn't bear to be too far away from her. Bai Bai stepped back a little, giving Ming Dai some room to breathe, but he never let go of the hand holding her.

Mingdai's eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look at him.

"Didn't you say something happened?"

"It's an excuse."

He Mu was so calm that Ming Dai couldn't answer the conversation.

"That……"

"Would you like to sit in my room?"

Of course Mingdai said yes, it was better than being embarrassed here and not being able to get up or get off.

When she actually walked into He Mu's room and felt his breath everywhere, she regretted it again.
Chapter completed!