"It's only four-thirty. I just fell asleep and you …" As Han Muyun spoke, he gently patted her back. "Alright, hurry and sleep."

He really had enough. He hadn't slept all night, and just as he was about to fall asleep, her little legs were rubbing against his body …

Now, not only was he clear-headed, he was also enraged!

Han Sifeng's body lightly shivered as he continued to stay rigid under the blanket. With the demon by his side, how could he still sleep?

Han Muyun could feel her nervousness, so he suddenly pulled off his blanket and pushed it across Han Sifeng's face. "What's wrong with you?" he asked unhappily. As for what the hell you look like? "

"Mommy …" Daddy, where are they? " Han Sifeng would rather die than see him.

"Didn't Mom tell you about their 3: 50 at midnight?" Han Muyun rubbed his messy hair and turned on the wall lamp by the bed. Although the light was gentle, it still made it hard for Han Sifeng to open his eyes.

"No!"

Han Sifeng closed his eyes and cried out in his heart — — They left again, and she and Han Muyun were the only ones left in such a big house.

Han Muyun silently looked at her face that was gently touched by the light.

So delicate and pretty and warm, with a faint warmth and gentleness in it, was a bond that he would never be able to let go of in his entire life.

As his gaze shifted to her bright red lips, Han Muyun couldn't help but feel a burst of heat …

Han Si Feng felt that Han Mu Yun had stopped moving. After a long while, he couldn't help but open his eyes and saw him staring at him with a strange expression, as if he didn't know who she was anymore.

"I... "I woke up to read …"

His gaze gave Han Sifeng goosebumps. He grabbed the bedsheets, thinking about how he could live to see the sunrise.

"Don't move." Han Muyun roughly pulled her face apart.

Finally, long, strong fingers touched the wound on her neck.

"Hiss."

Han Sifeng lightly sucked in a breath and looked at him, wanting to cry, but having no tears.

He had taken a bite, but he still didn't get over it? Judging from his expression, it seemed that he wanted to take another bite.

"Does it hurt?" Han Muyun asked in a low, hoarse voice.

The purplish-red, swollen wound on his jade-white skin looked even more terrible.

Han Sifeng nodded with great effort.

It would be weird if it didn't hurt, but he wanted her to give it a try.

"Then let me give you a bite." Han Muyun actually said what was on her mind.

Han Sifeng looked at him in surprise. Was the sun going to rise from the west this morning?

He had always been someone who would only take advantage of others, when did he get bullied by others?

"Wherever you want to bite." Han Muyun smiled and put his finger next to Han Sifeng's red lips. His eyes were filled with charm and confusion.

Han Sifeng lowered his eyes and looked at his long and distinct hand, as if he was considering whether to bite it or not.

En, such a good opportunity, don't waste it …

Han Sifeng grabbed his hand and threw it into his mouth, biting down hard.

However, when his teeth landed on the back of his hand, his imposing manner disappeared …

Han Muyun looked at her holding his hand and then at the side of her hand with her warm lips. Her clean teeth lightly knocked against his skin, but she couldn't bear to really bite it off …

His Little Wind was just like that. No matter what he did to her, she couldn't bear to injure him.

Ai, Han Sifeng despised him in his heart but still couldn't bear to bite him.

"I'm not a dog!" Han Sifeng put down his hand with a face full of pride.

She wasn't a puppy, so why would she bite him?

"I'm going back to sleep, you're not allowed to follow me!" After all this, Han Sifeng was tired again.

Furthermore, Han Muyun looked kind and friendly, so she wasn't that scared anymore. She lifted up her blanket and wanted to get off the bed.

Han Muyun grabbed his calf before he could get up.

"I'm wearing a nightgown today." Han Muyun said in a low voice.

Yes, it was still his mother's nightgown. Although Han Sifeng couldn't hold it up, it was still very … Sex.

Especially her beautiful calves were supple and slender, and her thighs were faintly discernible under the nightgown, causing one's blood to boil even more.

"Let go!" Han Sifeng tugged his leg and slept with his mother. Of course he didn't need to wear it so tightly!

And he was supposed to have a figure …

Han Sifeng felt a little guilty, even though his poor breasts had not fully matured yet.

"Xiao Yun, what are you doing?"

Being pulled back to his side by Han Muyun, Han Sifeng immediately withdrew all the thoughts in his head and looked at his face in shock.

Fine, she couldn't treat Han Muyun as a good person just because he was willing to let her take a bite out of him!

"I'm sorry." Han Muyun suddenly hugged Han Sifeng tightly and said in a hoarse voice.

Oh God, Buddha, Mother of God, what did she hear?

Han Muyun said, "I'm sorry?"

Han Muyun had actually said the words "I'm sorry"!

The sun must have risen from the west today!

"You … What did you just say? " Han Sifeng asked in disbelief.

Han Sifeng immediately regretted asking this question.

Han Muyun let go of her and fiercely knocked her on the head. He snapped, "Sleep for me!"

From his expression, it seemed that if Han Sifeng dared to say another word, he would be tortured.

In order to protect his life, Han Sifeng immediately lay down obediently. His parents weren't home, so it was better not to make him angry.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy to be saved from another bite from him.

Han Muyun reached out to turn off the light and also laid down.

There was no big bear in the middle, and he felt very uncomfortable.

They were too close.

The heat from Han Muyun's body spread across the blanket, making Han Sifeng feel even more uncomfortable.

Han Muyun muttered something indistinctly, then suddenly reached out and pulled her to his chest.

Han Sifeng's heart nearly jumped out of his chest.

Although she would often play with him and would occasionally hug him, this time she was incomparably frightened. Because... Her neck was still aching. If she bit a savage beast, she would have no time to write her will before she went to heaven.

He hugged Han Xifeng tightly and smelled the fragrance coming from her hair. His breathing was a little heavy.

He didn't know when this torment would end.

As for Han Sifeng, he kept chanting Buddhist scriptures in his heart. The unique smell of Han Muyun wafted into her nose, causing her to not dare to move an inch.

It seemed like he wouldn't be able to watch the sunrise today.

It was impossible for her to slip out of the bed under his tight grip. Han Si Feng sighed heavily in his heart, and could only close his eyes and try his best to fall asleep.

When Han Sifeng woke up, the room was already very bright.

Even through the thick curtains, he could still feel the bright sunlight outside.

Still can't move.

Because Han Muyun was still hugging her and sleeping like a dead pig.

He should have been kicked out. However, Han Sifeng didn't dare to do so today.

Due to the absence of the bear, he felt that his kick wasn't as safe as it could be.

Han Sifeng held his breath and slowly moved out.

Han Muyun's body was too hot, like a furnace. It roasted her until she was about to turn into a roasted sweet potato.

Moreover, his waist was pressed against something hard, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Han Sifeng reached out his hand and tried to push him away.

"Don't move." A low, hoarse voice came from Han Sifeng's hair. It startled her, causing her to immediately pretend to be dead.

She had clearly heard his calm breathing and thought that he was sleeping soundly.

Han Muyun tightened his grip and pressed her head against his chest.

Long fingers wrapped around her soft hair, and she closed her eyes again.

Han Sifeng's neck hurt. She clenched her teeth and counted his heartbeats. She decided to kick him out of bed after counting a thousand times.

It didn't matter whether he would bite her or not. After a thousand times, she decided to resist!

Otherwise, it would really be cooked thoroughly!

"One, two, three … One hundred and fifty-nine … 367 …

Han Sifeng was silently counting in his heart when he suddenly felt Han Muyun's fingers move, slowly combing her hair.

Han Sifeng immediately pretended to sleep and waited for him to leave.

His slender fingers slid to the side of Han Sifeng's face, gently sliding along his chest with a trace of inconceivable warmth.

Would it be more comfortable looking for a place to bite?

Her face wasn't good, she would be seen by others. If her classmates and friends saw this, she would lose face.

Han Sifeng secretly complained in his heart, feeling more and more that he was looking for a 'landing point'.

Han Muyun's fingers traced her smooth eyebrows, her straight nose, and finally landed on her red lips that were like a water caltrop.

Han Sifeng continued to close his eyes. Just now, how many times had he counted his heartbeats? He quickly counted and kicked him down.

Han Muyun pushed Han Sifeng a few inches away.

The little face Ben had placed on his chest was instantly exposed.

He gently pinched Han Sifeng's delicate chin and continued to stroke her soft lips with his forefinger.

As expected … He wanted to bite her!

A warm wave of air hit him head-on. Han Sifeng didn't hesitate at all as he kicked at his lower abdomen.

Han Muyun's foot hit something she didn't feel comfortable with, causing her to groan in pain.

"Ugh …"

Han Muyun's furious voice sounded out, "Damned woman, do you want to turn me into a cripple?"

Han Sifeng opened his eyes and saw him hanging on the bed, clutching his stomach, his face ashen.

Ha, she finally succeeded in resisting this time, her first attack was a success!

"Who asked you to have ill intentions!" Han Sifeng snorted coldly.

This fellow had always loved to bite people when he was young, but when he grew up, he would still bite people. It was truly unbearable.

"I... "I …"

Han Muyun blushed for the first time, as if Han Sifeng had hit the mark. After a long while, he then shouted, "Then you don't need to kick so hard, do you?"

"You're being mischievous …" Han Sifeng was about to teach him a lesson when he realized that his face was very ugly, as if he was really kicked in the face.

With such a strong body and the ticklish look on his face when he was playing around, how could he die just because of a single kick from her?

"Does it hurt?" Han Si Feng felt that something was wrong. Han Mu Yun really did feel pain.

She slowly moved closer and stretched out her hand to pull his blanket away. "Let me see."

"No need!" Han Muyun angrily pushed down his blanket.

"Let me massage you." Han Sifeng didn't expect him to become so delicate this time, so she said a bit apologetically.

She didn't really want to hurt him, but the usual expression that he didn't even feel when she kicked him made Han Sifeng start to suspect if he was faking it.

"I said there's no need for it!" Han Muyun shook off Han Sifeng's hand and said fiercely, "You're the one with ill intentions, bad intentions! They want to make the Han Family a dead end! "