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Han Muyun's voice made Han Sifeng's dazed mind relax. That's right, wind and cloud couldn't be separated. They were siblings!

The siblings …

Han Sifeng's heart suddenly hurt, and the nose buried in his chest smelled a faintly discernible perfume.

The smell on Han Muyun's body would one day be overshadowed by the smell of other girls.

"Han Sifeng, let's go back and sleep …" Han Muyun held her and slowly moved out, afraid that he would wake her up.

If a sleepwalker were to wake up, the consequences would be severe.

With every step Han Muyun took, he was covered in sweat.

Her soft chest was pressed tightly against his body. Every time it moved, it was like feathers brushing against his internal organs. It was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Wind …" After Han Muyun walked a few steps, his voice carried a hint of hoarseness. He reached out a hand to touch her shoulder and coaxed her, "Don't be like this, I'll pull you away."

He couldn't stand her hugging him tightly. The pure fragrance caused his blood to boil in anger.

Every night, Han Muyun would suffer this kind of torture, and he felt that he was truly made of steel.

But then, his body's desire was extinguished by the cold tears in his hand.

Han Sifeng's face was covered in tears, as if he was in an extremely sad dream.

"Why are you crying?" Han Muyun's voice was filled with pain.

"I won't come back so late in the future. I won't make it so that you won't be able to find me. Don't cry, don't cry …" Han Muyun hugged Han Sifeng tightly as if his heart ached, and said while taking in a deep breath, "I know I've neglected you these past few days, but …" I have my reasons, in the future... "You will understand. Don't blame me, and don't be sad …"

Han Muyun comforted her in a low voice even though he knew that Han Sifeng couldn't hear anything.

He reached out and picked up Han Sifeng, then walked towards the room.

Han Sifeng's hand gripped the clothes on his chest tightly. His face was still wet from crying, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously lifted up.

With Han Muyun's scent, she was truly at ease …

Han Muyun carefully put Han Sifeng back on the bed and said in a low voice, "You have to remember to turn on the air-conditioning in the future and wear thicker pajamas. Don't get cold, just lie inside."

Han Muyun was so happy to be around that he couldn't move.

Han Sifeng continued to grab the clothes on his chest. His voice was so far away, so far away that he couldn't wake her up.

"Feng, let go, I won't leave." Han Muyun saw that she was tightly holding onto his clothes and didn't want to let go, so he said that softly in an attempt to pry her hand away.

Han Si Feng frowned unhappily and snorted. He finally caught Han Mu Yun with much difficulty, how could he let him go?

When Han Muyun saw her innocent and lovable expression in her sleep, the desire he felt just now rushed into his mind once more.

He couldn't hold it in any longer, so he lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers.

A sweet aura was emitted from her body, surrounding him tightly.

He only wanted to secretly kiss her, but Han Muyun was completely mesmerized by her sweetness. Unknowingly, his lips moved ever closer to hers, following the curve of her lips to her soft lips.

"You actually dared to let a woman kiss you. Only I can bully you like this, do you understand?" Han Muyun's breath became heavier and heavier between his lips. "I want to erase all traces of other people. You belong to me …"

Her lips were like the morning sun, with dewdrops on the flowers, half covering the stamens, and her breath was fragrant.

He was like a bee attracted by nectar as he circled around her …

"Why do I miss you so much when I see you every day? It was clearly by my side, but I was worried that it would suddenly disappear in the next moment … "

Even though they were facing each other every day, they would still miss each other …

Such a mood... Han Sifeng definitely wouldn't understand.

Every day when Han Muyun was in class, he would look at her back. She was so close, but how could he not be satisfied?

Han Muyun pressed his hand against her soft lips, causing his heart to hurt.

He could only … She could only gently hold her hand when she was sleepwalking. She could only secretly kiss his face when he was sleeping …

Han Muyun often thought that he had already gotten used to such oppressive feelings, but there would always be a time when he wanted to crazily indulge himself in such cautious feelings.

He was finding it more and more difficult to resist that urge …

Han Muyun's entire body was almost on top of hers. His hot hand gently caressed her slender neck, and slowly slid down while trembling.

Unknowingly, the buttons on his chest were undone.

The two snow-white bundles of meat inside revealed a corner without any defenses.

A warm fragrance wafted out. Han Muyun's mind boomed, and his consciousness finally collapsed.

Han Sifeng finally fell into his sweet sleep, but suddenly, he felt someone biting him …

Gently biting her lips, it was as if there were little ants crawling on them.

His chest felt heavy, as if it was pressed down by a stone, and he was unable to catch his breath.

She suddenly thought of the kiss of good night. Nightmare suddenly struck, and she seemed to see Ouyang Yu smile as he moved closer to her face …

"Abnormal!" Han Sifeng took a deep breath, reached out his hand and slapped him on the face.

You want to take advantage of me? That's enough!

Han Muyun, who was caught off guard, suddenly woke up. He quickly got up and saw Han Sifeng staring at him with wide eyes.

"I …" Han Muyun wanted to explain, but when he saw her half-opened collar, he looked away with a completely red face.

All his impulses were gone. It was all her fault for not sleepwalking these past few days. She hadn't been so intimate for so many days, so she couldn't hold herself back.

"Ah …" "Xiao Yun …"

Han Sifeng was just woken up from his shock and was still in a daze. Now that he woke up, he saw Han Muyun turn his head around in the dim light and hastily explain, "I …" I had a nightmare... Are you okay? "

It felt like he had been beaten by her …

Xiao Yun was usually so fierce, she must have been angered to death by her slap …

"You can't even sleep properly!" Han Muyun's voice hid a trace of nervousness and guilt.

It was as if this idiot hadn't noticed …

"What nightmare?" Han Muyun didn't give her the chance to notice, so he immediately asked.

"Ah …" Ghost … "The ghosts are pressing down on us …" When Han Sifeng thought of the fact that someone secretly kissed him in his dream, his expression turned unnatural.

How could she have such a terrible dream?

Han Muyun reached out his hand to turn on the light, "Turn on the lights if you're afraid."

The warm orange light illuminated the entire bedroom. Only then did Han Sifeng realize that Han Muyun's expression was strange, his eyes were as bright as cold stars on a winter night.

"Mm …" What time is it? " Han Sifeng suddenly realized that he must be sleepwalking.

Her fake dreams made her face suddenly turn hot. At night, she ran back to Han Muyun's room.

"Three o'clock."

"I... Did I hit you just now? " When Han Si Feng saw Han Mu Yun blush, he thought he had accidentally hurt himself.

"What do you think?" Han Muyun retorted in annoyance.

"Does it hurt?" Han Sifeng was still worried about whether it hurt or not, when she felt a chill in her chest …

Han Muyun reached out his hand to cover her up before she could scream.

"He's not being honest at all!" The radiance of spring was radiating from her chest. Just as she turned on the light, she could see everything clearly. She almost lit up the impulse of extinguishing him again.

"I... "I'm asleep …" Han Sifeng's ears were already red. He quickly reached out and buttoned up his clothes under the blanket.

Next time, don't wear this pajamas. It would be too awkward to unbutton it.

It was a good thing that Han Muyun always looked down on her figure. From his expression, it seemed that he really did despise her.

"Stop talking, go to sleep." Han Muyun reached out to cover Han Sifeng with the blanket, then sat on the bed and began to take off his clothes. "I'll stay by your side, I won't have any more nightmares."

"Ugh …" Han Sifeng hurriedly wrapped himself in a blanket and crawled to the innermost part of the bed, facing the wall.

After a few rustling sounds, Han Muyun's voice could be heard, "Do you want to turn off the lights?"

"Turn it off." Han Sifeng hid in the crowd and said in a low voice.

"Pah!" The lights went out and everything became dark again.

"Get up early tomorrow and go to the music room." Han Muyun's voice came from the darkness.

"Yes." Han Sifeng softly replied.

Han Muyun suddenly leaned over and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly.

"Go to sleep, don't be afraid." He said in a low voice.

"Yes." Han Sifeng replied again, then closed his eyes in relief.

The next morning, Han Sifeng found himself in the same bed as Han Muyun.

Furthermore, she had actually lifted her leg to press down on his stomach, hugging his shoulders like an octopus …

Han Muyun was sleeping soundly, the corner of his mouth raised, and his handsome face revealed a rare look of tranquility.

Han Sifeng quietly retracted his hands and feet from the lightning pool. Perhaps it was because his body was too hot, but his face was heating up.

It must have been too cold last night, so she crawled into a hot place...

Lifting his eyes to look at his face, he suddenly had a feeling — that he would see it every day, or miss it.

He was clearly a person with an annoying personality, but he still wanted to see it at all times.

Han Sifeng stared blankly at his red and soft lips. Suddenly, his heart beat faster and he unconsciously swallowed his saliva — he really wanted to kiss her.

His body's reaction was always a step faster than his brain. Just as Han Si Feng was thinking about how he could come up with such a strange idea, his hand had already touched Han Mu Yun's face.

Han Muyun still had his eyes closed, although he didn't open them, he could hear Han Sifeng's heartbeat quicken from his breathing.

Was he bewitched by her beauty so early in the morning?

It was no waste for him to put on the most beautiful sleeping posture and use the most enticing expression …

Han Sifeng looked at his extremely handsome face and couldn't help but to swallow a mouthful of saliva. He then forced his gaze away from his thin lips.

Why was she so thirsty so early in the morning?

Han Muyun could feel Han Sifeng's hand retract from his face. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he saw Han Sifeng struggle to retract his hand, preparing to get up.

Really … Wooden people!

He was a beautiful young man with a devastatingly beautiful appearance, lying on the bed with an expression as if he was at the mercy of others. She was actually just pinching her face as she prepared to leave.

This was too much!

Han Muyun reached out his arm and pulled Han Sifeng, who was about to get up and find some water to drink, back into his arms.