The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Late at night, there was no light in the room, only the cold blood coming in from the window, a creaking sound came in the silence, the door was gently pushed open, and Mu Chenbi stepped into the room.

He saw the moonlight shrouded, and the blanket on the bed was raised high.

Mu Chenbi walked over step by step, sat down by the bed, put one hand on the bed lightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Aci, are you asleep?"

There was no response from the bed.

Mu Chenbi thought for a moment, then gently lifted the quilt with his hand, and suddenly saw Yunci curled up in the quilt, and his small face became paler under the moonlight.

"Aci." Mu Chenbi called again.

He saw Yun Ci's long eyelashes tremble, obviously not asleep, Mu Chenbi said softly: "Aci, I know what you are afraid of."

Yunci still said nothing.

Mu Chenbi suddenly leaned over and hugged Yunci lightly. Yunci opened his eyes at this moment.

Mu Chenbi stroked Yunci's head with one hand, and said, "Don't be afraid. I will chop off all the guards who touched you. This kind of thing will never happen again."

Yunci was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered, and said: "So, should I still thank you?"

Mu Chenbi's face was slightly stiff: "A Ci..."

Yun Ci turned to his side, stretched out his hand to push Mu Chenbi away, raised his head, looked at Mu Chenbi coldly in Yuehui, and said, "Isn't it because of you that I am doing this?"

Mu Chenbi was dumb for a while, he slowly lowered his head, his humble posture was like begging Yunci's forgiveness. After a long time, he said in a dumb voice: "It's me... it's all my fault, Aci, you You can beat and scold me if you want."

Yunci felt a little ridiculous. A person who used to be so aloof would pose such a posture and say such imploring words.

But Yunci didn't have any other feelings except to think it was ridiculous.

No matter how pitiful he was, Yun Ci would never forget that he was a **** executioner, nor would he forget how many people died because of him.

Mu Chenbi raised his head, but ran into Yun Ci's cold eyes, without a trace of extra emotion.

Under this gaze, Mu Chenbi only felt that his heart suddenly throbbed.

"Aci..."

"Don't call me A Ci." Yun Ci looked at Mu Chenbi and said every word, "I feel sick."

Yun Ci's words, like a sharp blade, pierced Mu Chenbi's heart fiercely. He suddenly remembered the appearance of her and Dongtang Chiyou embracing closely inside the glass wall.

For a while, jealousy burned, and Mu Chenbi couldn't control his emotions. He squeezed Yunci's shoulders with both hands, straightened her body, and asked: "Nausea? Do you feel nauseous? Dongtang Chiyou can Calling you like this, can't I?"

"Yes." Yun Ci looked at him with extremely calm eyes, and said without hesitation: "Because you are not worthy!"

"I'm not worthy? I'm not worthy?" Mu Chenbi laughed suddenly, laughing wanton and frantically. He looked at Yunci with red eyes, his gaze gradually moved down, fixed on Yunci's lips, as if there was a ball under his eyes. The flame burned, and Mu Chenbi suddenly leaned down to kiss Yunci's lips.

Yun Ci turned his head and avoided in time, but Mu Chenbi chased along her lips.

"Get away!" Yunci pushed Mu Chenbi away hard, trying to hide from the other side.