The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 37 She is not doing her job to move bricks (37)

   "Drink hot water quickly." Ruan Youan put the water glass into Mu Junchen's hand.

   She said what he did, like a little robot, holding a water glass in both hands, and finished drinking quietly.

   Ruan Youan was really relieved, she raised her eyebrows and put a mango fudge in Mu Junchen's hand: "Nuo, eat candy."

   Mu Junchen lowered his eyelashes slowly, staring at the candy in his palm.

   "Very sweet, sweeter than medicine."

   The girl's voice was crisp, dispelling the darkness.

He put his five fingers together, grasped the candy, and exerted force unconsciously, the palm of his hand was a little painful, he didn't feel it, and even wanted to hold something harder, but he was afraid that the candy would be broken, and finally the palm of his hand somehow felt I was sweating, so I changed my hand to hold it.

   "Why don't you eat it?" Ruan Youan wondered.

   She never gave him anything.

   So everything he could get from her, he wanted to hide, alone.

   Mu Junchen rubbed the piece of candy repeatedly, but did not speak for a long time.

Seeing this, Ruan Youan simply took out another piece from her pocket, pushed aside the candy wrapper, and handed the mango candy directly to Mu Junchen's lips, urging the other party's sudden freeze: "You will taste all the pain later. It's over, I haven't eaten sweet yet, hurry up."

  The girl was wearing a cute cat's pajamas. The warm color was incompatible with the dark room. It was like a ray of warm color that had been accidentally hit. The white fingertips pinched the mango candy and looked at him with puzzled and simple eyes.

   Mu Junchen looked at her, and finally reached out to hold her wrist, lowered his eyes and bit the candy, his thin lips parted lightly, and his teeth were white, revealing an inexplicable stray and fragile desire.

   makes people blush.

   "Sweet or not?" Ruan You retracted her hand slowly, wiping her fingertips uncomfortably, her expression showing a little pride, her pajamas pulled up her two cat ears, making her even softer.

   The taste of mango candy on the tip of the tongue permeates, and a trace of it dispels the bitterness of the tablet. Mu Junchen clenched the candy in his hand and nodded: "Sweet."

   "It's so good." Ruan Youan grinned. Just as she was about to find the trash can to throw away the candy wrapper, the crumpled white candy wrapper was pulled out of her hand.

   "I'll throw it for you." Mu Junchen moved lightly and carelessly.

"Oh." Ruan You'an didn't care about this little episode either, she ran around, put the drawer that was roughly pulled out and put it back on the bedside table, "You go to rest, it's too late. "

   "It's not too late." Mu Junchen didn't immediately throw the candy wrapper into the trash can, put it in the palm of his hand, rolled his Adam's apple, and spit out a word in a low voice.

   "It's almost a little bit soon, it's not too late? I'm going back to bed, I'm right next door, you need to call me." Ruan Youan thought about it and said, "Good night~"

   She smiled at Mu Junchen, her dimples were sunken, her white teeth were white, she waved her hand, and walked towards the door.

The person behind    did not speak.

   When Ruan Youan walked to the door, she paused for some reason, as if a thin thread was pulling repeatedly in her heart, she looked back, and caught Mu Junchen's gaze by surprise.

   saw that man still sitting there, looking at her silently, with a thin figure, falling into a large area of ​​darkness, silent and lonely.

   She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, stopped for only three seconds, then went back angrily and rushed in front of Mu Junchen: "Lie down! Sleep!"

"Why do you care about me?" Mu Junchen casually placed his fingers on the painful knees, and pulled his thin white lips, as if mocking, and asked in a low voice, the voice seemed to dissipate in the next second. In the darkness, he repeated, "Why bother with me."

"I don't care who you care about!" The girl puffed up her face fiercely, and directly pressed the person on the bed, climbed up and pulled the gray quilt over, directly covering Mu Junchen, "You, you, you are me. Do your fans know? I'm sure I'm good to you."

  The quilt almost covered half of the man's face, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and the ends of the eyes were dark and red, except for the fierce and noble in the past, which was inexplicably a bit pitiful.

   He raised his hand and pulled the quilt down. The black shirt was wrinkled because of the toss just now, and it loosened to reveal the collarbone.

   Ruan Youan was unprepared, was pulled over by surprise, stumbled on the man, and slammed his head directly on his chin.

   Both of them groaned.

   Ruan Youan covered her head with one hand and looked at him angrily: "What are you doing!"

  “…”

  In the dark, it is only clear when you are close to your line of sight, Mu Junchen's face is enlarged in the girl's pupils.

   is within easy reach.

   Heartbeat stopped for a beat.

Across the loose black shirt, Ruan Youan pressed on Mu Junchen's body, and she could even feel the other person's body temperature. You could see the looming collarbone, with delicate lines, extending up to the jawline. I don't know if her chin was because she had just been touched by her. Knocked, slightly reddened.

  The thin lips have a very light color, not as bright as before, soft and bewitching, with a broken beauty.

   Light fragrance lingers.

   "Get up and go." Mu Junchen's eyes changed, cloudy and sunny, and he was the first to avert his eyes while looking at each other, and his voice was hurried.

   The darkness covered his crimson earlobes.

   Ruan Youan's heart was pounding, and she was almost overwhelmed, and she was on fire. She fell from the man and fell to the ground.

  Bewildered for a long time, he patted his face and tried to calm down, but he still couldn't control his heartbeat that was out of control.

   "No, it's you who dragged me first!" Ruan Youan reacted and felt something was wrong, "How dare you murder me?"

   Mu Junchen didn't look at her: "Who murdered you."

"Forget it, I don't care about the patient." Ruan Youan muttered. The floor was covered with blankets, so she wouldn't feel cold when sitting directly. She sat cross-legged on the ground with her chin on the edge of the bed. Xingyan looked at Mu Junchen from bottom to top: "Go to sleep, I'll coax you."

   also has a taste of rhetoric.

   From Mu Junchen's point of view, you can see the girl's hairy head and a small section of the back of her white and greasy neck.

   "Coax me?" Mu Junchen breathed lightly, suppressing the long and thin pain, with a smile that was not a smile.

   "Yes." Ruan Youan nodded, reached out and patted him, just like coaxing a child, "Sleep well."

  “…”

   Seeing that Mu Junchen was still looking at her with his eyes open, the girl was a little annoyed for some reason, she stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, and said sternly, "Sleep!"

   The eyelashes in the palm of the hand are long and curled, and there is a slight tingling feeling when they are swiped, and no one moves for a while.

   The big room, so quiet that you could hear echoes, was pitch black, and there were two people.

   Ruan Youan felt a little weird and withdrew her hand.

   "Ruan Youan." He suddenly called out, his tone calm and gloomy.

   "What's the matter?" The girl tilted her head.

   "I've been trying to rebuild," he said.

   Ruan Youan was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what Mu Junchen meant, and smiled: "Come on!"

   (end of this chapter)