Would you be willing to part with me?

Zhan Beitian turned around, "Is there anything else?"

Mu Yifan quickly said: "Bei Tian, sleep with me for a while."

Zhan Beitian's eyes flashed. Seeing his pleading eyes, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, you just need to lie down for a while, I will quickly fall asleep, at that time, you can go back to the room next door to sleep."

Seeing the spot between Zhan Beitian's eyebrows loosen, Mu Yifan knew that Zhan Beitian had agreed. He immediately moved out of bed and patted on the empty seat, and said happily: "Come up quickly."

Zhan Beitian looked at his pair of eyes that were as bright as crescent moons, then looked at the bed that he patted before slowly sitting down and taking off his shoes to lie on it.

Mu Yifan excitedly rushed to his side and took a deep breath.

Oh my god!

male lead's body was really fragrant, he felt that he should smell it carefully, and really wanted to lick it.

Zhan Beitian glanced at Mu Yifan who was constantly rubbing against his arm, and said solemnly: "Don't move."

Mu Yifan held the box tightly.

Today, he didn't fall asleep in just a few seconds, as usual.

Zhan Beitian turned and look at him.

"Let's chat." Mu Yifan didn't care about whether the other party was willing or not, he started to chat first: "Bei Tian, why haven't you asked me for your things recently? Uhh, it's that red bead that I swallowed."

Zhan Beitian asked indifferently: "You pulled it out?"

"That's why I have to ask you, what would you do if I didn't pull you out? Are you really going to pull me to the hospital for surgery? "

Zhan Beitian's eyes flashed slightly, and said with a profound tone: "I will wait for your stomach to fill up, and then I will open the blade."

Mu Yifan was dissatisfied: "I'm a person who's about to die, can't you wait for me to die before taking it out?"

When Zhan Beitian heard the word "dead", his face suddenly turned cold.

Mu Yifan saw that the male lead suddenly had a cold face, and asked him softly: "Is that impossible?"

Zhan Beitian raised her hand to cover his eyes, and said with a heavy voice. "Sleep."

Mu Yifan's eyes darkened and he anxiously said: "Let me say one more word, just one more word."

"Speak."

Mu Yifan hurriedly said, "If I leave one day or I'm no longer here, will you miss me, or will you miss me?"

If one day he was found out that he was the Zombie King Mu Yifan, who knew if the male lead would torture him to death like he had described in the books.

However, even when Mu Yifan fell asleep, he did not hear a response from the male lead.

When Zhan Beitian heard the other party's even breathing, he slowly let go of his hand. However, he did not immediately withdraw it, but instead extended his finger out and lightly touched the coarse gauze.

After a long while, he still could not find an answer to Mu Yifan's question.