Chapter 70

"What's the name of the ghost in the early morning?" Mo Yinfeng turned over lazily without even opening his eyes.

The house was quiet again.

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A hearty breakfast on the table, and a bowl of millet porridge.

These are all cooked by Mo Yinfeng himself.

Because Luo Xiaofan has been in this trance state since the morning.

Just now she woke up on Mo Yinfeng's bed.

Mo Yinfeng, that bastard!
The weirdest thing was that Mo Yinfeng changed his clothes in front of her as if nothing had happened, and then went downstairs into the kitchen.

In the end, when he came up to ask Luo Xiaofan to go downstairs, she still maintained the original posture.

This is too unacceptable.

What kind of trick is Mo Yinfeng playing again?

"Your face almost fell into the bowl." Mo Yinfeng said, his voice was surprisingly gentle.Like the morning sun.

Luo Xiaofan finally pulled out the head buried in the bowl.

She felt that they really needed to have a good talk.

What is that?
When she looked up and saw the face of the person opposite, she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

The morning sun shines softly through the floor-to-ceiling windows, just like the gentle and smiling face of the person opposite.

Mo Yinfeng ate his breakfast gracefully, although his eyes did not look at Luo Xiaofan, the corner of his mouth was always smiling.

Luo Xiaofan's heart seemed to constrict suddenly.

Outsiders will definitely be fascinated seeing Mo Yinfeng like this.

But in Luo Xiaofan's place, he felt strangely terrifying.

Of course she would remember such a situation.

At that time, she thought she was very happy.

However, this is just a world in disguise.

Just like Epiphyllum, the disguised happiness is only for a moment.

But then the whole world collapsed, and her world became dark and cold.

She doesn't want it, she would rather not have his tenderness.

What on earth is he thinking?

Why did I wake up in his bed last night.

And why he was so nonchalant, she was really confused.

This confusion frightened her.

He didn't understand the man across from him, never understood...

"Mo Yinfeng," Luo Xiaofan said.

Mo Yinfeng looked up at him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Eat quickly, you will be late later." He said.

"Don't do this." Luo Xiaofan took out the agreement from the bag. "What's going on here, what do you want?"

Quiet, long silence.

Luo Xiaofan could even feel the sound of the air slowly freezing.

"What do I want, don't you already know?" Mo Yinfeng's voice suddenly cooled down.

(End of this chapter)

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