Master Zhan, Calm Down!

, The offer is truly over. Hello, ruffian husband! The whole book is free to read and download!

, The offer is truly over. Hello, ruffian husband! The whole book is free to read and download!

The old doctor was happy, saying she was cute and wishing them happiness, then he packed up and left her room. +++ Catino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com

I have to say that when An Mu heard others say this, she would be really embarrassed in her heart, and her heart could not help but fluctuate.

It's just that I don't know how to say... Although Bo Yi is by her side to take care of her, like a brother, and like an elder... Indeed, it doesn't feel like that kind of (guanguan) system.

At night, An Mu didn't dare to sleep (sleeping in Shui), still having a needle in her hand.

But after a while, someone knocked on the door outside, "An Mu, it's me."

An Mu suddenly moved her heart slightly, and she quickly responded, "Please come in."

When An Mu thinks of him now, the scene from before is in his mind.

She was really embarrassed and embarrassed the scene where he wiped her smudges.

Bo Yi came in, but An Mu was a little surprised, because he had changed his (sleeping in Shui) clothes...

An Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and he remembered what he had said during the day. He said that he would stay with her (sleeping Shui) at night...!

What, is it...

"Old teacher, why are you here? It's almost ten o'clock. You should rest."

An Mu knows his habit of sleeping early (Shui).

Bo Yi walked in and closed the door naturally. He walked to her bed and took a look at her situation. He adjusted the speed of hanging the water and slowed down slightly. Finally he pulled a chair over and sat down. When I got down, I just faced her bedside.

Bo Yi said slowly, "You (sleep Shui) first, I'll wait for you to finish hanging the water before leaving."

Always have to pull the needle for her.

"No, no, I can—"

"It's easy to bleed, don't say it, you hurry (sleep Shui)."

It is impossible to hold the blood vessels by pulling out by yourself, and it is easy to cut the skin when pulling out the needle.

Bo Yi directly rejected her.

An Mu: "..."

How could he be so careful.

In this 40-square-meter room at this time, An Mu was lying on a huge (bed chuang), her slender figure seemed to sink in, and her figure appeared so on the (bed chuang) Skinny.

The headlights were off, and only one bedside lamp remained, glowing with a warm yellow and radiant light.

She was leaning against the bed with a dipper, while he was sitting on a chair, right next to her, holding a book on the shelf in the room, his eyelids drooping, and he looked at him indifferently.

...

An Mu was nestled in the quilt, and the room was quiet. She just looked at his pure and white face and looked at his posture. She really, really...has been...completely sinking.

What's coming out of the eyes is an obsession that cannot be concealed.

He is like a painting.

Quiet, elegant, noble, low-key, endowed with connotation.

"teacher……"

"...Huh?" He said first, then looked at her from the book.

An Mu clenched her small fist, her small face was a little red, but she still did not dodge her gaze, she mustered up the courage to say, "Teacher, you, can you give me a kiss?"

Yes, can he give himself a kiss, let himself be a little bit more confirmation that all of this is not fake.

How can he fall in love with himself if he is so outstanding.

It's just that as soon as the words came out, Bo Yi seemed to be taken aback.

Seeing him startled, An Mu's face turned red, and he hesitated, "No, no, I'm just kidding, teacher, don't take it seriously—"

"Close your eyes."