Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Just when Yin Ze was about to grab her hand and bite it, Mu Jing withdrew his hand, but still patted his face gently twice, "Okay, don't be angry anymore. Are you kidding me?"

Is it so funny?

Mu Jing couldn't help but hold his face in his hands and rub it with the slight grievance in his eyes as clear as the blue sky, and said happily: "Why do you like me so much?"

As soon as Yin Ze heard that she said he liked her, his face started to turn red. He grabbed her wrist to prevent her from rubbing it, "Don't do this on the street."

"What's the point? Just let those whose eyes are glued to you know that you are mine."

Mu Jing said these sultry words with great ease, but Yin Ze was happy and began to waver because of her ease. Maybe, the truth was not what he thought?

In her eyes, he was actually just like Zhou Qiyang and the others, except that he was good-looking.

Thinking that she had just pinched Zhou Qiyang's chin and cared about the injuries on his face, Yin Ze suddenly felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

She was just flirting unconsciously and out of habit, he was not special in her eyes.

The person who realized this had no intention of continuing to play with her, let go of her hand, lowered his eyes to hide the loneliness in his eyes, and said: "I'm going back first."

Mu Jing stood there, blinked at his back, and asked, "What's wrong with the little angel?"

"Don't humans have a few days of snoring every month? The little angel may have just arrived at those days, huh?"

"How many days do boys have?"

Mu Jing raised her eyebrows and slowly followed Yin Ze.

Yin Ze was still feeling lost, and Mu Jing, who didn't know why he was suddenly unhappy, could only go back to his room that had been cleaned up and sit there, drawing on a blank paper with a pen.

The boy in the other room was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling expressionlessly.

Maybe he was really used to being flirted with by Mu Jing, and he was used to being a clean 'little angel' in front of her, so he almost forgot his identity.

He himself was not honest enough with her, so how could he be qualified to talk to her about what he liked?

No matter how much he likes her, in the end... he still has to leave?

Thinking of the secrets hidden in his body, his hands tightly grasped the sheets under him, hoping not to hurt her when that time came.

Turning over on the bed, he lay on his side and looked out the window. No matter what happened, he would do his best to protect her.

Thinking of her own secret, she smiled to herself, hiding this love, the deeper the better, don't let her know, even if she does...

He also has to pretend not to know...

The pain spreading in his heart made him close his eyes uncomfortably. He should take a nap. When he fell asleep, he wouldn't feel uncomfortable anymore.

When Yin Ze woke up, he just opened his eyes and saw Mu Jing sitting by the bed.

Mu Jing, who was reading a recipe book in his hand, noticed that he had woken up, and went to touch his forehead. When he found that it was not so hot, he asked: "You have a cold and have been in a coma for a day. Now you feel How are you? Do you have a headache?"

Yin Ze blinked, feeling the coldness on his forehead, and a slight smile appeared on his slightly pale face, "I feel much better, thank you."

Seeing how limp he looked because he had just woken up, I couldn't help but pinch his face and said, "Why do you catch a cold when you are fine? Are you too stressed?"

He knew why he was sick, but he couldn't say it, so he just smiled, his boyish voice soft, "Maybe... right?"