"Well, come with me to my room now, you have a cold, don't blow the air outside."

Mu Weicheng persuaded her in a low voice.

"Um!"

Ling Nuannuan is like a good obedient boy, he does whatever he says.

Mu Weicheng led her back to his room.

"I'll lie down for a while, do you want to lie down together?"

Mu Weicheng still needs to take a break, because he still has important training in the afternoon.

Of course Ling Nuannuan couldn't wish more. When the man lay down her hands, she immediately nestled next to him like a kitten. Her long black hair was still wet with cold sweat and stuck to her snow-white face. She looked pitiful and cute.

Mu Weicheng stretched out his hand to straighten it out for her, and then stretched out a hand to use as a pillow for her.

Ling Nuannuan snickered happily twice.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mu Weicheng was actually a little nervous, because he felt like he was committing a crime.

"I feel that we are like the scene in my dreams every day."

Ling Nuannuan doesn't mind saying it.

"Yeah?

What do you dream every day? "

Mu Weicheng couldn't help being curious.

"Just have some strange dreams. Sometimes, you are the protagonist, and sometimes you are not here, and I am the protagonist."

Ling Nuannuan answered him with a smile.

"Besides me, is there any other man who has been the protagonist in your dream?"

Someone suddenly became jealous, inexplicably.

Ling Nuannuan pouted immediately: "Of course not, you are the only one."

The man seemed to be comforted, he patted her face: "Okay, let's sleep for a while."

Ling Nuannuan looked at him a little strangely, only seeing his resolute and handsome side face, which was heart-warming.

The man seemed really tired. Not long after he lay down, he fell asleep, but Ling Nuannuan couldn't sleep, but she didn't want to wake him up, so she froze and looked at the man seriously with the light coming in from the window.

In fact, she hadn't looked at him so quietly for a long time. His facial features faded from the original childishness, his outline became more profound and stylish, his eyebrows and eyes were clean, his complexion was a healthy wheat color, his chin was firm, and his temperament was masculine.

Recalling that period of youth, Ling Nuannuan subconsciously hugged his arms tighter.

In the eyes of others, she and Mu Weicheng only knew each other since they were young, but in fact, she and Mu Weicheng not only knew each other so simply, but they also had a very sweet time, but at that time they were young and didn't know the taste of love, so they just took it for granted.

Thirteen-year-old Ling Nuannuan once went to school to find his elder brother, but got lost. The elder brother was playing basketball with his friends in a university. The game seemed serious. It was a competition between two universities. The atmosphere was tense, and there were many students from the two schools watching the game.

Ling Nuannuan was carrying a small schoolbag and wearing a pleated skirt school uniform. She was very excited to cheer for her brother. JrNovels.com