the whole story is very simple, and it will be clear soon.

But Xiang Nuan thought of his grievances over the years. He was in a very unstable mood and almost lost control in the process of recording his confession.

The police who helped her to take her confession did not dare to urge her because of Muye's face, so they had to wait patiently for her to slow down, and they also handed out tissues and water enthusiastically.

After recording the confession, Xiang Nuan seems to have finished a tough battle. His strength is more like being drained by something, and his limbs are weak.

Muye frowned and quickly came over, holding her waist. "Are you all right?"

Xiang Nuan shook his head gently and raised his head to smile at him. "I'm ok, but I'm a little tired."

I'm so tired!

Muye had a few simple conversations with the person in charge of the police, and then bent down to hold him up.

"Ah --" he exclaimed to Nuan and hugged his neck in confusion.

This sound attracted all the eyes around.

Although there are not many people, Xiang Nuan blushes with shame. He simply buries his face in his neck like an ostrich, and it is considered that everyone can't see her.

With a little smile in his eyes, Muye came out of the police station with a big swing.

Until I was placed in the seat, the seat belt was fastened, and Xiang's face was as red as a ripe tomato.

Muye's fingers ran gently across her cheek, and her fingertips were very hot.

The owner of the face suddenly looked up at him, his dark eyes were full of nervousness, and he had a unique taste.

"I've never seen anyone so shy as you!"

Xiang Nuan only felt that the low magnetic voice was beating on her heart with a small hammer, and the heart beat. The deer rushed recklessly, as if they were going to rush out of her chest.

Muye chuckled twice, closed the door and got into the driver's seat.

Back to Jinxiu Garden, it's more than three o'clock in the morning. It won't be long before dawn.

"Take a shower and have a good sleep. Let Li Xiaomin take a day off from the kindergarten. "

"Good."

Xiang Nuan picks up his mobile phone and sends a message to Li Xiaomin, then takes his pajamas and walks into the bathroom. She has a wound on her body. She can't take a shower. She can only wipe off the greasy sweat. It's refreshing.

Out of the bathroom, Murano was leaning against the sofa smoking.

Xiang Nuan found that the man's action of smoking was domineering and pretty. As a result, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's the matter?" Muye turned his head and gently raised his eyebrows.

Xiang's face turned red again. "No, nothing. Don't you have to wash it? "

"I'll do it in a minute. You're tired, too. Go to sleep first. You don't have to think about anything. I'm responsible for everything. "

Everything has me.

Xiang Nuan looks at him with tears in his eyes and smiles in his lips.

She has seen a lot of romantic vows on TV and has been envious. But at this moment, she knew that the oath that really moved people could be so simple that it didn't need any gorgeous words at all.

Muye stuck his cigarette on the ashtray and stood up. "Why not? Do you need me to sleep with you? "

Sleep with me?

Xiang Nuan almost jumped up when he was shocked by these two words, turned around and was about to run, but he grabbed his arm lightly and pulled it into his generous arms.

He had just smoked, his body filled with a strong smell of smoke, and kept running to her nose.

Xiang Nuan doesn't feel bad. Instead, he feels that the smell of smoke is mixed with his masculine breath, which is particularly reassuring and certainly makes people blush.

The small chin was pinched gently.

Xiang Nuan was forced to look up and suddenly fell into his two deep oceans, forgetting to breathe.

The beast in Muye's body immediately became restless. He knew he couldn't stand the provocation, so he didn't dare to die. She let go of the hand that held her jaw and patted her gently on the shoulder instead. "Go to bed. I'll take a shower. "

"Well." To warm red face quickly into the guest room, also closed the door, for their own table wrong feeling and shy to see people.

I didn't sleep all night, and I was scared, and my physical strength and energy were completely overdrawn. But Xiang Nuan was lying in a comfortable quilt, his eyelids were almost closed, his brain was dizzy, but he didn't lose consciousness. I almost fell asleep several times, and suddenly woke up the next second.

Toss and turn for a long time, not only did not fall asleep, but a headache to crack, but also some dry mouth.

No way, Xiang Nuan had to get up and look for water.

By this time it was already dawn.

In the living room, Muye is still up.

"Why are you up again?"

He rubbed his forehead to warm, showing a painful expression. "I'm tired and sleepy, but I just can't sleep."

"Think too much."

"Maybe." Xiang Nuan didn't take the initiative to think, but there were a lot of messy things in her mind, which made her heart haggard.Muye didn't say anything. He stood up and poured water for her.

Xiang Nuan looks at the water cup in front of him, his eyes suddenly stare at him. "How do you know I want water?"

Muye didn't answer, just flicked her forehead.

This action is full of unspeakable intimacy, which makes xiangnuan feel soft and warm. Even the boiled water in his hand is as sweet as honey.

When she drinks water, Muye takes the quilt and leads her into the guest room.

Xiang Nuan is a little confused. Is he going to sleep with her? Do you really want to sleep with me?

"Lie down. I'll give you a push and you'll soon fall asleep

Xiang Nuan suddenly realized, then blushed for his dirty mind. This is a typical way for her to spend a gentleman's stomach with a villain's heart!

"What do you think? Tell you to lie down

"Ah? Oh There was a rush.

"Face down."

To warm obediently do, will face deeply buried in the pillow. Heart, this posture is very good, at least not so embarrassed.

He doesn't know what he just thought, does he?

What a shame!

Muye sat down on the edge of the bed, pressed her temple with both hands, and rubbed it slowly. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. It's comfortable."

"Close your eyes, relax and don't think about anything."

"Oh."

Next, a quiet room.

Xiang Nuan's attention is focused on his slightly rough finger pulp, and he really can't think wildly. Slowly, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, her brain became more and more chaotic, but her body floated slowly.

Muye kneaded again for a while to make sure she was asleep, and then stopped.

Looking at the temperature on the air conditioner, he picked up the remote control and pressed it twice, then covered her with a quilt and drew the curtain.

By this time, it was already bright outside the window.

Muye went back to the bed, stood quietly and looked for a while, then leaned over and touched his face with his fingertips. Then he went out quietly.