Chapter 227
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As she spoke, Zhao Yun 'er had already taken out the clothes. Under the candlelight, she began to sew.
Mu Lianfeng leaned on the bed. Although he responded, he still stared at Zhao Yun 'er.
Zhao Yun 'er lowered her head to sew Doudou's clothes. She did not notice that a burning gaze had been falling on her.
Under the candlelight, Zhao Yun 'er's small face was even more exquisite. A strand of long hair fell on her forehead, which made her look even more charming.
In Mu Lianfeng's eyes, the way Zhao Yun 'er sewed the clothes seriously was particularly charming.
This woman was not a beauty that could cause the downfall of a country, but people could not help but be attracted to her.
Mu Lianfeng felt that he was possessed. Why did he have feelings for such a woman? Obviously, he was not very interested in women.
After some time, Zhao Yun 'er felt that the room had been quiet for a while. She thought that Mu Lianfeng had fallen asleep. But when she looked up, she met Mu Lianfeng's eyes.
He looked very energetic.
Zhao Yun 'er could not describe her feelings for a moment. Why was he not asleep yet? Then wouldn't she have waited for so long in vain?
"Young … Young Master Mu, you haven't slept yet?" Zhao Yun 'er twitched the corner of her mouth and asked.
"I'm not sleepy yet. I'm waiting for Miss Yun 'er to sleep with you."
"Er …" Didn't she say that she didn't want him to wait? Zhao Yun 'er gave up the idea of waiting for Mu Lianfeng to fall asleep before going to sleep.
Forget it, she still had to bite the bullet and squeeze into the same bed as Mu Lianfeng to sleep.
"Then let's sleep together." Zhao Yun 'er said.
"Okay."
At night, Zhao Yun 'er slept in the corner of the bed with Doudou as before. Fortunately, Mu Lianfeng did not say anything.
Perhaps because she was too sleepy, Zhao Yun'er quickly fell asleep without the awkwardness she had imagined.
The next day, when she woke up, Zhao Yun'er rubbed her sleepy eyes.
She was actually lying in Mu Lianfeng's arms.
Mu Lianfeng's uninjured hand rested on her back. The two of them were in an unusually intimate position.
Zhao Yun'er blinked and pinched her own hand.
Was she dreaming?
The pain in her hand made her realize that she wasn't dreaming. It was reality.
Zhao Yun'er immediately bounced away.
He touched the clothes on his body to make sure that he was wearing them properly and that nothing had happened.
Zhao Yun 'er's movements were a little big, so much so that it woke up Mu Lianfeng from his sleep.
As soon as Mu Lianfeng opened his eyes, he met Zhao Yun'er's panicked eyes.
"Miss Yun'er, what's wrong?" Mu Lianfeng asked.
"I … How did I sleep in your arms?" Zhao Yun'er asked, her voice a little low.
Mu Lianfeng's mind went blank for a moment.
He was wondering why a soft thing had burrowed into his arms at night, and he had smelled a woman's fragrance at the tip of his nose.
He naturally did not know how Zhao Yun'er inexplicably fell asleep in his arms, but he was afraid that Zhao Yun'er would misunderstand him, so he quickly explained, "Miss Yun'er, I didn't do anything to you. I don't know."
Did that mean that she fell asleep at night and unknowingly pounced on him?
Zhao Yun'er was so embarrassed that she could not speak.
Seeing that Zhao Yun'er was silent, Mu Lianfeng thought that Zhao Yun'er did not believe him, and said, "Miss Yun'er, I didn't lie to you …"
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