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Han Muyun's body was as hot as a furnace, causing Han Sifeng to feel hot all over.

Han Sifeng gently pushed his chest and raised his head. He looked at him nervously, worried that he would suddenly wake up.

If he saw this scene, he would definitely say that she slept in dishonesty at night …

Han Muyun's breathing was very even. His long eyelashes covered his obsidian eyes, making him look like he was sleeping soundly.

Her moist and thin lips were very, very close to her.

It was as if he was saying to her, "Come, give me a kiss …"

Han Si Feng couldn't help but shiver. Why was she thinking about such a strange thing? His mind was filled with his soft lips. Seems like he really is a freak.

Han Muyun felt her body tense up as her hot breath landed on his chin and went into his neck, tickling his heart.

Han Sifeng felt as if his heart had been struck by a deer, his palms were covered in sweat. The sleeping Han Muyun was incredibly adorable, this was the first time she felt like … An indescribable feeling in his heart.

Han Sifeng held his breath, closed his eyes and forcefully suppressed this strange feeling.

It turned out that he had the urge to kiss someone he liked.

Just as Han Si Feng was lost in these strange feelings in the morning, he suddenly realized that Han Mu Yun's breathing had stopped …

Her sluggish brain made a series of popping sounds as she hurriedly opened her eyes. She didn't know when, but she saw Han Muyun open his eyes and look at her with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Ah …" "Haha …" Han Sifeng immediately moved far away as if he was shocked by electricity. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Han Muyun, did you have a nightmare just now? As if I was scared, I was... "Hold on tight …"

Han Muyun didn't speak, but a trace of a proud smile flashed across his sleepless eyes.

She looked like she was telling a lame lie.

"Go back to sleep, I'll make you breakfast." Han Sifeng hurriedly covered him tightly and wanted to jump off the bed.

"Did you want to do something bad?" Han Muyun was very smart, and felt her emotions.

Thus, he didn't let go of this opportunity. He reached out his hand and pulled, causing Han Sifeng to fall back onto him.

"Aiya, I didn't crush you, did I?" Han Sifeng scrambled up from his chest in a fluster, even his ears started to burn.

She would not tell him what she had been thinking.

"Han Sifeng, you like me?" Han Muyun asked as he half propped himself up in a good mood with a smile on his face.

"Ugh …" Of course I like it, "Han Sifeng didn't dare to look into his smiling eyes and added," You're my little brother after all. "

"But, you wanted to kiss me just now, right?" Han Muyun's voice was filled with laughter, piercing through her thoughts.

"What!?" What!? But! Yes! Don't speak nonsense! " Han Sifeng denied it word by word. She just missed Han Muyun's soft look when he was young. Back then, she would often kiss him.

"No?" Then why did you have such a huge reaction? " Han Muyun saw her expression of wanting to cover up her righteousness.

"I think you're having a nightmare, so I just want to wake you up." Han Sifeng sat up straight with a serious expression on his face.

"You told me before that we shouldn't be so close." It was a pity that Han Muyun had already seen through her.

"I'm going to cook. You sleep a little longer." Han Sifeng decided to stop the conversation.

The first reason was because she was in the wrong. The second reason was because even if she wasn't in the wrong, she couldn't win against Han Muyun and could only be ridiculed by him in the end.

Thus, it was better to leave.

Han Sifeng reached out his hand to press on the blanket and tried to get up.

"Where did you touch it?" Han Muyun paused for a moment with a smile on his face, but it also contained a hint of laziness and a hint of hoarseness.

This idiot …

His actions were quite accurate. A palm pressed down on his tent …

If his strength wasn't so great, then … Very comfortable...

After all, she was his beloved person. Even through the blanket, when he lightly touched her, she still felt … Good.

A beauty without lust.

"Where?" Han Sifeng wanted to leave quickly, but she stopped in surprise and asked a question in reply.

"Your hand!" Han Muyun couldn't stand this stupid retard anymore.

However … It was normal that she didn't react, because she —! Ben! Just like that! No! Yes! Go! This! Fang! Face! Yes!

Han Sifeng looked at his hand. Her hand was on the blanket!

Under the blanket was Han Muyun's stomach … No, that's not right. What kind of feeling was this?

Ye Zichen pressed the button in surprise. This hard object … It's not a belly, it's not a thigh...

Han Muyun's eyes flashed with a profound light. She really was … Damn it!

He even pressed lightly …

Did she not know that this action would lead to terrible consequences?

"What is that thing …?" "So big!" Han Sifeng's words did not go through the filter in his brain, as syllable by syllable came out from his mouth.

"What do you think?" Han Muyun's eyes were bright as he asked back hoarsely.

The area between the quilts seemed to be even larger.

Han Sifeng shifted his gaze from his face to his own hand, then back to him and looked at him for a few seconds …

"Ah …" "Sorry …" Han Sifeng cried out miserably as if he had been electrocuted. He quickly retracted his hand and moved backwards.

"Hey!" It was already too late for Han Muyun to stop her.

"Putong!"

Han Si Feng felt that the heavens must be punishing her for all her inappropriate actions that morning, causing her to fall off the bed.

"Han Si Feng, are you alright?" Although Han Muyun wanted to push her down and strip her naked, when he saw how miserably she fell down, he felt like her butt couldn't bear the pain anymore.

"I... I'll go cook. " How would Han Sifeng dare to look at him? He got up from the ground in a sorry state and ran out of the bedroom like he was escaping without caring about his broken butt.

Heavens, what happened today? Her heart stirred? His lust rose? Endocrine disorders?

Han Muyun is developing really well …

Wuwuwu, even at a time like this, Han Sifeng is still thinking about his beauty and body!

Ye Zichen fiercely patted himself with the spatula. She must have been under a lot of pressure recently. The exams, the party, and the annoying Ouyang family, all of them caused her hormones to go out of control.

Such a morning augured ill for the day.

For example —

"You've already played three wrong notes. Are you not going to eat lunch?" In the zither room, Han Muyun's helpless voice sounded again.

"I'm sorry …" From morning until now, Han Sifeng had kept his head down, like a child who had done something wrong and didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"If you get distracted again, I'll leave you here to practice." Han Muyun let out a sigh as he looked at her delicate fingers on the piano. He then thought back to the gentle electric touch in the morning.

Han Sifeng lowered his head, feeling that he had no mood to play the piano properly today.

"Start again."

Han Muyun shook off the fantasies in his head and looked at her slender white fingers. These hands didn't seem like they were the hands that cooked everyday, but more like the fingers that played the piano. He really didn't know why he kept making mistakes.

Schubert's serenade, over and over again, carried Han Sifeng's grief and indignation as it echoed in the music room.

Who knew how many times, Han Muyun's lips curved up into a smile as the last note landed.

"What reward do you want?" In the serenity after the melody, there was a kind of happiness circulating in space. Han Muyun finally opened his mouth and asked.

"Steak!" He said without any hesitation.

She refused to believe it. Every time she went to that steak shop, she would be left alone. Today, she would go there again no matter what — they would go there together, they would go home together.

"A woman with no goals." Han Muyun raised his hand as if he was going to knock her head, but in the end, he gently lowered it and stroked her soft hair, "Let's go."

Han Sifeng stood up happily and hugged his arm out of habit. Just as he turned around, he saw a slender figure leaning against the door.

"Pah pah pah." The straight man lazily raised his hand and clapped. "Such good coordination. I was so engrossed in it."

"Ou..." "Ouyang Yu." Han Sifeng opened his mouth in shock. He immediately retracted his hand that was holding onto Han Muyun's arm. Why would he appear here?

Han Muyun slightly frowned. The action of Han Sifeng withdrawing his hand made him very unhappy.

Although Han Sifeng would avoid everyone and keep his distance, Han Muyun was still very unhappy.

"Have you forgotten our date today?" Ouyang Yu asked with a smile.

Han Muyun turned his head to look at her and asked in a low voice, "What date?"

Although Han Muyun's tone and expression didn't change, Han Sifeng felt an inexplicable pressure surround her.

"Oh, didn't Little Feng tell you? We agreed last night that we would meet today and go back to tea together. " Ouyang Yu smiled and walked in front of Han Muyun. "It might be because you played with Qinxue too late. You went back and slept, so you didn't have a chance to talk to her."

When Han Muyun heard him mention Qing Xue on purpose, a trace of coldness flashed past his eyes.

"Qingxue, you too. If you don't sleep well at night, your skin will become worse." Ouyang Yu turned to the side. Han Sifeng saw that Ouyang Qingxue was wearing a light fragrance coat and was sticking out her tongue coquettishly.

"Why are you here as well?" When Han Muyun saw Ouyang Qing Xue appear, he immediately walked over, covering up his burning anger.

The good mood of the early morning was completely ruined by these siblings.

"I missed you." Ouyang Qing Xue whispered shyly.

Han Sifeng's stomach churned as he was provoked by her numbing words.

"What are you daydreaming about? Don't tell me you're jealous?" Ouyang Yu's teasing voice entered his ears. Han Sifeng immediately took a step back and looked at him warily.

Why did he suddenly float over when he was walking soundlessly?

"Brother, let's go eat." Ouyang Qingxue had already taken Han Muyun's arm and said with a smile like a flower.

"Alright." Ouyang Yu replied without even turning his head, and continued to stare at Han Sifeng, "Did you sleep well last night? Do you miss me? "

These siblings … So it was the same hemp!

Han Sifeng felt that the steak shop was the most forbidden place in her life. Nothing good would happen every time.

Han Mu Yun looked at the silent Han Si Feng and frowned slightly. "Han Si Feng, let's go eat steak tonight. It's noon today …"

"It's okay, I don't want to go either." Han Sifeng didn't want to take another look at the siblings and said in a hurry.