I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 96 My Hometown

Until the cold night wind forced Mu Wanwan to close the small window.

Maybe it was because Mu Wanwan was so stimulated that she became highly nervous.

This sleep was like a sleepless night.

Not only did she not wake up when Xiao Feng spoke to Feizhou early in the morning, even Su Hu bought breakfast and came to call Mu Wanwan, but she didn't wake up.

At this time, under the rising sun, Su Hu felt painful and handed the breakfast he had bought when he got off the flying boat early in the morning to Jiang Yingsi.

Jiang Yingcai, however, was much more cautious and quickly declined.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Su, but I really can't bear it."

Su Hu smiled: "Just eat more and you'll be fine. I think it's weird that you don't eat."

Huaiyu also swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns at this moment: "Brother Jiang, please eat a few, they taste good."

After saying that, he stuffed the bun in his hand into Jiang Yingsi's arms.

By the time Jiang Yingsi reacted, Huaiyu had already pulled Su Hu off the flying boat.

"You just gave it to him? Aren't you going to eat it?"

Huaiyu smiled: "Let's give Senior Brother Jiang something hot to eat. It won't make him upset easily. Our Master and Fourth Senior Uncle have a bit of a feud. He is fasting all the year round. It's quite pitiful to think about it."

Su Hu didn't say anything else.

At noon, Mu Wanwan woke up once.

As soon as he opened the small window, Jiang Yingsi heard the sound and came over.

Mu Wanwan was startled.

"Senior Brother Jiang, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yingsi handed over the breakfast in Jiang's hand.

"I kept it warm with my spiritual power. It should still be warm now. You can eat it."

Mu Wanwan felt a little confused. Why did Jiang Yingsi care so much about her?

After looking at the buns, Mu Wanwan was about to hand them back when she heard Jiang Yingsi say: "Junior Sister Mu, I'm used to fasting, so I can't tolerate these foods. Junior Sister Huaiyu forced this on me, Huaiyu

I know very well what Junior Sister is thinking. Don’t you just think that I am pitiful? But Bigu is what I am willing to do. I specially warmed it with my spiritual power, really. Junior Sister Mu, you can eat it. You are like this now, I feel

It's very pitiful. It might be better if you eat something."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Wanwan had no room to refuse, so she could only open the oil paper bag.

Seeing her starting to eat steamed buns, Jiang Yingxi couldn't help but said, "I don't understand why you all like Feng Yuan so much and trust Feng Yuan so much."

Mu Wanwan swallowed the bun, her eyes getting farther and farther away.

Then he said: "Because he hasn't done anything detrimental to us until now, because he always saves us when we are in the most danger, because even if he is seriously injured, he still goes forward to eliminate the demon. We don't

I hate such a person, you know, Senior Brother Jiang. I don’t know what makes you have such a deep prejudice, but Senior Brother Jiang might as well put aside your prejudice for once and really take a look at Fengyuan."

Jiang Yingxi sighed and nodded, as if he was really thinking about this issue. Then he looked at Mu Wanwan: "Junior sister Mu, eat first, I'll leave first."

Mu Wanwan nodded towards him and no longer thought about eating steamed buns.

Although she has been receiving kindness from others since last night, it is still not enough for her.

She lay down silently and let her thoughts swirl in her mind.

I just don’t know when I fell asleep again.

When Feng Yuan got up in the evening, he looked at Mu Wanwan lying on the ground and sighed, then slowly got off the bed and walked to Mu Wanwan's side. He carefully covered Mu Wanwan with his cloak.

He swallowed back the cough that was stuck in his throat, making his cheeks turn red.

Mu Wanwan seemed to have dreamed something in her dream. She trembled all over and opened her eyes suddenly.

When Mu Wanwan blinked and regained some clarity, Feng Yuan suddenly smiled.

Mu Wanwan didn't know why: "Why are you laughing?"

Feng Yuan covered her lips and coughed lightly: "It's nothing, I just think there's nothing wrong with living like this."

Mu Wanwan patted her head: "I haven't slept well in the past two days. After sleeping this afternoon, I feel dizzy now. I don't know what day it is tonight."

Feng Yuan knelt down and looked at her: "Then do you want to go see the stars?"

Mu Wanwan looked at him: "Stars? You can see them here too."

Feng Yuan smiled again. How should I put it? When Mu Wanwan just woke up, it was indeed——

Very cute.

Feng Yuan pulled Mu Wanwan to stand up.

Only then could he fully see Mu Wanwan's current appearance.

"I'm the one who suffered the backlash, why are you more embarrassed than me?" Then he pulled Mu Wanwan and sat down in front of the low table.

While holding the dust-removing technique, he gently lectured: "Logically speaking, no matter who is injured today, you should not be like this. How do others have anything to do with you? It's me who made myself so embarrassed."

It's scary when you first look at it, let alone the other people you are friends with in the past. If something like this happens again next time, remember to take good care of yourself, otherwise don't hang around in front of me."

Even so, Feng Yuan still combed Mu Wanwan's hair and tied her into a nice bun.

"After all, your body is yours, so why don't you feel bad about it?"

Mu Wanwan raised her head and looked at him: "I'm used to it. It seems like a long time ago. Only when I feel unwell can I get any warmth."

Feng Yuan conveniently inserted fake flowers on the short table, broke off half of the branches, and tied the hairpin in Mu Wanwan's hair.

"After all, it's better to dress up carefully." After saying that, he put out a mirror of water.

Only then did Mu Wanwan see herself in the mirror.

The eye sockets are still a little red and the swelling has not gone away.

With such a tidy up, the outfit is in order, but with such a face, it is still a bit funny.

Mu Wanwan smiled and reached out to touch the butterfly in her hair: "This is it?"

Feng Yuan threw the transformed comb aside, sat on a small chair, and slowly said: "You have never had any jewelry on your head. I think just a hairpin with fake flowers is a bit boring after all. Although you are injured now, but

I still have the ability to use magic to condense small gadgets. It just so happens that my spiritual root is gold, so I can condense a golden butterfly for you."

Mu Wanwan couldn't laugh or cry.

Feng Yuan looked at the sky, stood up, and stretched out his hand towards Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan was stunned. Feng Yuan didn't move and tilted his head to look at her.

"Why, aren't you going?"

Mu Wanwan then put her hand on Feng Yuan's hand.

The door, which had been closed for two days, was finally opened.

The soft wind flowed into the house through the wide open door.

Mu Wanwan closed her eyes and felt the evening breeze.

Meng Die saw that they had finally left the door and was about to go over to say hello when she saw Feng Yuan summoning Zhan Chen.

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Chen and the two of them had gone somewhere long ago.

Mu Wanwan was taken to the place in a daze.

It is a cliff outside Caiyi Town, with beautiful trees on both sides. Standing on the edge of the cliff, you can vaguely see the mist of the mountains.

Night came slowly, and Mu Wanwan looked at the lights of Caiyi Town slowly lighting up, like the light of heaven inadvertently pouring on the mortal world.

She stood on the edge of the cliff, feeling the night wind and the fireworks in front of her.

I felt the last trace of annoyance in my heart slowly dissipate.

Between heaven and earth, human beings are still like a drop in the ocean. Compared with the vastness of heaven and earth, one's own worries are simply not worth mentioning.

Mu Wanwan pulled Feng Yuan to sit down, looking through the void to an even more distant place.

She slowly spoke: "Fengyuan, do you know? I used to be like a bird without a branch to rely on, but when I got here and met you, I gradually understood what it means to 'my heart is my hometown'.

"

Feng Yuan looked at her, smiled slightly, and did not answer.

Write in front:

Originally, it was said that sweets would be added to the Chinese Valentine's Day, but it seems that it can only be moved to tomorrow. I'd like to say sorry first!

The routine of thanking you is about to begin:

Thanks for the recommendation vote of Matsuzhi Cake, and thanks for the monthly vote.

Thanks to Lonely, Susu, and the cat in my arms for your red beans and comments.

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Write at the end:

I have been having some problems with my mentality recently. I feel that not many people read my works. However, because I have loyal readers, if I don’t finish writing well, I feel sorry for the readers and feel extremely tortured. I think it’s probably because I look at the data every day.

I'm sick, so I decided not to look at the data. Hahaha, I should be able to adjust my mentality quickly. I won't be fooled, because after all, this is my first contract!

Thank you all for your company and for your recognition of me as a new author!

Thank you! Thank you!

Love you! Love you!

I don't know if anyone will see this.

Goodbye, see you in the candy tomorrow.

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