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"Let's go in together."

Han Muyun turned his face away, ignoring the young girl that had invited him.

He didn't want to see the two of them talking.

"Then don't wait for me, how about you go home first?" Han Sifeng didn't understand what Han Muyun was thinking, so he probed him again.

"Come back with me if you say anything else." Han Muyun's face darkened as he said this in a displeased tone.

Han Sifeng immediately shut his mouth and walked inside the hospital.

Han Muyun was the best when it came to pestering people.

However, Han Sifeng, this idiot with a rusty brain, had made a huge mistake. As long as he was with Little Yin, he would forget the time.

After all, every time she asked a question, he would help her to explain a few things. He would teach her a bunch of related knowledge, and she would listen to it with relish.

If he was a teacher, it would be the welfare of his classmates!

When Han Sifeng walked out of the hospital, the sky outside was already dark.

Han Sifeng hurried out of the hospital, blaming himself.

Based on Han Muyun's patience, he might have already gone home, and she was just waiting to be scolded.

Under the parasol tree outside the hospital, Han Muyun's tall and well-proportioned figure entered Han Sifeng's line of sight.

He still hasn't left?

Han Si Feng didn't expect Han Mu Yun to still be waiting for her. His heart chilled when he saw his eyes — eyes colder than a cold winter star.

Oh no, he must be very angry.

Looking at the frost on his hair and his stern face, Han Sifeng felt that he couldn't escape his fate today.

Han Sifeng lowered his head and walked to his side, not daring to let out a breath as he silently waited for him to lose his temper.

"Is it cold?" Han Muyun's voice was cold and hard, forcefully suppressing his anger.

Han Sifeng was stunned. He raised his head and looked at him. A miracle had happened?

Han Muyun frowned, dissatisfied with her expression as if he had seen a ghost, "What kind of expression is that? What the hell? "

Han Muyun wouldn't have waited this long for her if it wasn't for her physique today!

"Ugh …" That... "Not Cold …" Han Sifeng's tongue was tied in a knot as he answered.

Han Muyun reached out to grab her cold hands and angrily said, "Your hands are so cold, why are you still saying that they're not cold?"

Han Sifeng's mind was in chaos. This wasn't Han Muyun's style at all!

Was he plotting something?

Why didn't he scold her?

I'm not used to being so gentle …

Han Muyun took off his jacket and draped it over the anxious Han Sifeng. He forcibly said, "He went back."

With that, he grabbed the young girl's thin shoulders and walked away.

After a few steps, he ordered, "Put your hand in my pants pocket."

"Oh …" Although he suspected that there was a rat snake or something like that in his pants pocket, Han Sinfeng still forced himself to stick his hand into his pocket — it was so warm inside.

"Don't move." Han Muyun snorted in annoyance, then wrapped his arm around Ye Zichen's shoulder and said, "When you're not feeling well in the future, don't run around anymore. I'll spare you this time, but if you dare to make me wait so long, you're dead!"

Originally … It was because she came that way today, so she was so obedient. She didn't intentionally cause trouble for her …

Thinking of this, Han Sifeng felt a sweet warmth flow into his heart. He tightly held onto his clothes that had grown by two sizes, and unconsciously let out a sweet smile — he had not wasted so many years of love for this kid.

When he woke up in the morning, Han Sifeng saw the huge bear at his side for the first time.

He immediately climbed nervously onto the bear's body, causing Han Muyun's sleeping face to appear within his line of sight.

He had a good night's sleep and was sleepwalking again …

Han Sifeng climbed gently up, and just as he was about to climb out of the bed, Han Muyun's sleepy voice sounded out, "What are you doing?"

Is he a dog? Why did he wake up every time she moved?

"Go back to sleep, I'll go out and cook." Han Sifeng hurriedly said with a smile.

Han Muyun slightly moved, rubbing his sleepy eyes, "Today is the weekend, sleep a bit more."

"I …" Before Han Sifeng could finish, he was pulled back into the blanket by Han Muyun.

"Xiao Yun!" Han Sifeng's heart quickly sank as it squirmed uneasily in his blanket. Could it be that he wanted to do something again?

That kind of nightmare, must never happen again, otherwise she will collapse.

Han Muyun stretched out his hand and pressed Han Sifeng's head against his chest. He said sleepily, "Don't move, sleep well. Why are you so cold …"

En, his physique is too weak. His hands and feet are cold all year round. It is really worrisome.

Han Muyun's bed was very warm, and gave off the unique smell of a youth.

Han Sifeng felt very uncomfortable under this smell, but he did not dare to move around. He could only let his imagination run wild as he stiffly shrank to the side.

Not long after, as he listened to his steady heartbeat, Han Sifeng's initially flustered heart gradually calmed down …

Maybe it was because she hadn't been able to sleep well recently, but before she knew it, she had fallen asleep as well.

When Han Muyun heard her steady breathing, he quietly opened his eyes.

There was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Only the gentle ones... It was a gentle light that Han Sifeng had never seen before.

When Han Si Feng opened his eyes again, he raised his head and saw his younger brother looking at him with a strange expression.

Han Sifeng was stunned. After a long while, he discovered that he was holding his waist with both of his hands.

Her face burned, and she jerked her hand away, pulling it back.

Han Muyun also didn't stop him, but he raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but stopped himself.

"That... I'm up. " After staring at him for a long time, Han Si Feng finally found a sentence to say.

Damn it! Why is this guy so handsome?

He hadn't brushed his teeth or washed his face, yet his hair was in such a mess. How could he be so handsome?

Even more despicable was that, as his elder sister, she, who was used to seeing his beauty, would actually look at him absent-mindedly just now.

It must be because he had just woken up and was a little dazed. Otherwise, why would he be captivated by his own little brother's beauty?

Han Sifeng withdrew his gaze, ashamed of his appearance. He picked up the bear and hid it from Han Muyun's line of sight before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"You have no chest and no butt." Han Muyun suddenly said.

Han Sifeng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, causing him to feel cold all of a sudden.

She clenched her teeth and pushed the bear away. She glared at him and was just about to get angry when Han Muyun added, "…" Now I take that back. "

Han Sifeng immediately threw the bear at him. His face was so hot that it could roast sweet potatoes. "What do you mean? You're not allowed to talk to your sister like this! "

This was teasing!

It was a naked tease!

Han Muyun smiled lightly and threw the bear onto the ground. He squinted at Han Sifeng, "You look very cute when you're blushing."

Especially when he woke up every morning, his lazy and confused expression was the most adorable.

Han Sifeng tightly clenched his fist, wishing he could slap the smile off his face.

"Like a soft baby when you sleep." Han Muyun seemed to want to make her blush a bit more as he continued, "The body I mentioned."

Han Sifeng gritted his teeth. He felt particularly awkward listening to this. He was used to Han Sifeng beating him up, so suddenly saying something like this made him feel like there was a conspiracy.

"You look better recently. Your lips are red. You want someone to kiss you." Han Muyun said without the slightest bit of red.

Han Sifeng's face alternated between white and red. Did he deliberately hurt her? This kind of praise was too embarrassing.

Han Muyun lazily stretched, then lifted the blanket and got off the bed. "Seeing your wonderful expression so early in the morning, I'm in a great mood."

He really did it on purpose to harm her!

Han Sifeng stared at his back, wishing he could use his psychokinesis to kill him.

Han Muyun suddenly turned his head and met Han Sifeng's gaze. He gently raised the corner of his mouth, smiled in a great mood, opened the door, and walked out.

Han Sifeng's heart suddenly jumped uncontrollably as a poem immediately appeared in his mind — — he looked back and smiled charmingly.

This was a calamity to Lan Yan!

Han Muyun was a disaster!

Now that Liu Zihui had left, he had deliberately come to harm her!

Woo woo, why was she always so miserable?

However, he had to admit that no matter what Han Muyun did to him, as long as he slept, he would be automatically forgiven.

It was as if there was a filter in her brain, one that would filter out all his wickedness, leaving only the best.

He had no future, no future at all.

As long as Han Muyun treated her a little bit better, she would completely give up her dignity. Her heart was filled with him, and there was no place for her at all.

Han Sifeng carried Han Muyun's clothes and sat at the edge of the court, barely able to muster up his spirit as he watched Han Muyun play.

He didn't know when it started, but he started sticking to himself again. Although they were a bit annoyed, their hearts were filled with joy — she and Han Muyun seemed to have returned to the past.

This is something to celebrate.

However, facing Qin Yao, Han Sifeng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart the moment he saw him. It was as if he had missed a beautiful scene from his memories.

However, as long as he looked at Qin Yao from afar, he would feel that the sky was clear.

He was the kind of polite and elegant older boy, with the rare maturity and steadiness of an eighteen-year-old boy between his eyebrows.

Although he wasn't that eye-catching, he wasn't hidden by the radiance of a beautiful youth like Han Muyun. His calm and refined temperament was like the sun's warmth as it scattered down, attracting a girl's attention.

Qin Yao was like the sun. Whether he was smiling or frowning, he was like the winter sun.

Ever since he found out that he had a girlfriend, Han Sifeng had restrained himself from thinking about him, burying his previously ignorant love deep within his heart.

However, when she saw his smiling face, she felt that the world had become brighter. Even if he wasn't smiling at her, he still felt that it was beautiful. Perhaps, this was the charm of a handsome man …

Oh, now that he thought about it, he understood why those girls weren't able to get Han Muyun's favor and followed him even more fervently.

Emotions were indeed a complicated matter, even more difficult to solve than Olympic math problems.

"Little White Rabbit." A melodious and flirtatious voice woke Han Sifeng, who was looking at Qin Yao and sighing emotionally.

Han Sifeng turned his head and saw Liu Zihui, dressed in a punk outfit. She smiled charmingly and waved at her, "Come here."

He was focused on the basketball game and didn't notice her, so he carefully squeezed his way out of the crowd. Since he came to Huiming High, there must have been a lot of girls watching him.

"What is it?" Han Sifeng had just walked out of the crowd when she pulled him to a secluded corner.