Wei Qing's soft words of comfort made Mu Ran cry out.
He choked up and cried, tears rolling down his cheeks, very pitiful.
Wei Qing couldn't stop kissing the teardrops in the corners of his eyes, and his cold voice in the past became infinitely gentle at this moment.
At this moment, what else does Mu Ran not understand?
Wei Qing was drugged, buthis rationality was completely able to suppress his own drugs.
However, in order to lure him into the bait, Wei Qing put on a painful look on purpose and led him in.
Mu Ran felt so stupid.
Why on earth would he think that Wei Qing, whose martial arts surpassed him by an unknowable amount in just a few years, would be a silly little brat who didn't understand anything?
"Master, why are you distracted? Am I not working hard enough?" Wei Qing's sexy and hoarse voice sounded in Mu Ran's ear.
Mu Ran sobbed: "Wei Qing, you"
"Ah the master still has the strength to speak, it seems that I am not working hard enough."
As the words fell, Wei Qing fully demonstrated the strength he had gained from practicing martial arts in the past few years
When Mu Ran woke up, he found something was wrong.
There are a pair of hands around the waist, and a person's chest is pressed tightly behind the back.
Mu Ran didn't expect him to be so shameless: "Wei, Wei Qing, you"
Wei Qing had enough to eat and drink, and his expression was full.
Mu Ran's shoulders were exposed, and it was dyed a layer of pink, which looked very good-looking.
Wei Qing couldn't hold back, and stepped forward to kiss him lightly on the shoulder.
Desire rose again: "Master, I want to"
"Shut up!" Mu Ran roared weakly.
This roar, to Wei Qing's ears, sounded like a spoiled child.
Mu Ran felt hot all over, what Wei Qing did refreshed his cognition.
Wei Qing buried his head on Mu Ran's neck, with his hidden face, his lips slightly raised: "Yes."
It wasn't until the afternoon that Mu Ran was taken back to the bedroom by Uncle Wang to rest.
Uncle Wang's martial arts is so strong that he was not discovered along the way.
Uncle Wang's face was a little dark, and he stood at the door with a gloomy face without saying a word.
Wei Qing, that brat!
Mu Ran was drowsy and didn't wake up until the next morning.
He has been absent from work for three days without reason.
Some officials came to visit.
Mu Ran reluctantly got up from the bed and put on his clothes.
His body was a little weak because of something.
He sat at the desk in the front hall and called people in.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" The officials were shocked when they saw Mu Ran's pale face.
Mu Ran coughed weakly: "I have a cold."
The officials were fooled, Mu Ran looked like he was going to fall in a second, and they immediately confirmed that the rumor was false.
"Are you here for something?"
The officials quickly thought of something serious: "Your Majesty, the Weiguo sent someone to take the proton away!"
Mu Ran froze, and raised his eyes hastily: "What did you just say?"
The official repeated his words, feeling a little strange in his heart.
The emperor seems to be very sad about this matter?
This news directly shocked Mu Ran.
His brain was buzzing, and the world seemed to have changed drastically at this moment, which made him feel panic.
His heart felt cold for an instant.
I just feel that I am like a poor little boy who was abandoned by a scumbag.
"I got it." Mu Ran said in a difficult voice. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com