Mo Chongyan took back his hand, a pair of I want to be busy, you go out first.

Tan Yutong eyebrows slightly pick, obviously is not happy, but know that if Mo Chongyan is not really something, also won't do this to himself, also didn't say anything, turned out.

Out of the door of the study, Tan Yutong noticed that he was following Mo Chongyan too much. But when he thought about it, didn't they have to be like this?

Micro can't smell sigh tone, Tan Yutong looked back at the study that has been closed door, full of helpless.

After she came back, the Mohist school had no peace for a moment, which made Tan Yutong doubt whether he would bring any harm to the Mohist school.

However, Tan Yutong just thought about it in his heart and didn't show it. After all, it was just an idea. If he said it, Mo Chongyan would be unhappy. Maybe he would feel that he owed Tan Yutong.

Did not think so much, Tan Yutong turned to leave, back to his room.

The light in the study is bright all night, but it is not turned off.

At dawn, Tan Yutong wakes up in a daze, but there is no sign of anyone lying around him. Remembering what Mo Chongyan said before he went back to his room, he can't help but worry about it. He feels that the man is still busy living in his study.

After thinking about it, Tan Yutong lifted his quilt and went out directly.

Knock knock on the study, did not get any response, Tan Yutong directly opened the door and went in.

Mo Chongyan has fallen asleep, nestled in a small sofa, with scattered files on the side. It can be seen that he fell asleep when he was looking at the files.

Helplessly sighed, Tan Yutong walked over, picked up the blanket on the side and helped Mo Chongyan cover it to avoid catching cold.

Quietly picked up the documents on the ground, Tan Yutong sorted them out and put them on the coffee table.

She knows that Mo Chongyan has been exhausted recently. There are too many things happening. Mohists have to take care of him, and Mohist group can't forget. They have to worry about Mo chongchen.

Tan Yutong painfully touched Mo Chongyan's cheek. In just a few days, he had already lost a circle.

Aware of something strange, Mo Chongyan suddenly opens his eyes, frightening Tan Yutong.

Covering his chest, he looked at Mo Chongyan with lingering fear and asked:

"what's the matter with you? Did you have a nightmare? "

Mo Chongyan fished the man into his arms and asked: "how did you come here?"

"I just woke up. I knew you were still in the study when I saw you didn't come back, so I came to see you."

Mo Chongyan, confused and childish, rubbed against Tan Yutong's arms and said, "when I went back to my room, I saw you sleeping soundly and didn't want to wake you up, so I came back."

Tan Yutong looked at the sky outside and asked painfully, "did you stay up all night?"

Mo Chongyan was silent. Yes, he didn't sleep all night. Just now when he was just showing his white belly, he thought of going back to take a nap. There was a meeting in the morning, so he wasn't too tired.

But just back to the room, I saw Tan Yutong's sleeping face. I didn't have the heart to disturb her dream, so I quietly came back.

In fact, when Tan Yutong came in, Mo Chongyan had a little memory in his confusion. He just thought that after all, he was in his own home, so he didn't open his eyes.