Half an hour later, the car entered Mu's villa.

The thunder has been much lower, but Qin Ran's state has not been restored.

Mu Qingyu parked the car in the garage, got off the main driver, then opened the front passenger door and gently held Qin ran down.

"Scum man, which woman are you holding!" the little steamed stuffed bun shouted at his father who had just entered the door with a toy gun.

When he saw Qin Ran's face, he opened his eyes and shouted in surprise: "Mommy, Mommy!"

Qin ran hasn't recovered. Her thoughts are still in pain, so she doesn't respond to her children.

"Brother, it's thunder again. Mommy is afraid!" little Lori rushed over from the sofa, pulled her brother's sleeve and shook her head at him.

Little steamed stuffed bun also remembered his mother's poor appearance of fear of thunder. He pouted his small mouth, looked at Mu Qingyu, and then looked at his sister. He put down his toy gun and said to Mu Qingyu reluctantly, "Mommy is most afraid of thunder. You take good care of her!"

Mu Qingyu nodded to his son. His slender legs stepped away and went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

When the bedroom door was just opened, it was dark. Qin ran was so scared that he hugged Mu Qingyu's neck.

Mu Qingyu felt the coolness of her hands, frowned tightly, and whispered, "Qin ran."

Qin ran did not speak, but his hands still trembled.

Mu Qingyu couldn't help but bow his head and kiss Qin Ran's cheek, then pedal his legs to close the door, turn around and press the light switch with his shoulder.

When the darkness disappeared, Qin ran subconsciously looked up. Accidentally, his soft red lips met Mu Qingyu's two thin pieces.

She quickly tilted her head away like an electric shock.

But mu Qingyu didn't give her a chance.

He came to the bedside with her cherry lips in his overbearing way.

Qin ran was so confused when she was kissed that her already unconscious brain was even more chaotic. She gently sobbed with her little hand against the man's chest.

This makes Mu Qingyu's kiss more intense

At the end of the kiss, Qin ran had already passed out.

Mu Qingyu raised his head slightly panting, touched his hot chest, and his dark eyes sank.

"Qin ran, why are you afraid of thunder?"

……

The next morning.

Qin ran woke up in the arms of Mu Qingyu.

She raised her hand to rub her eyes, but her elbow hit the man's chin.

The sleeping man instantly opened his eyes and stared at the little woman in his arms who just opened his eyes.

The four eyes were opposite. Qin ran was the first to speak.

"Mu Qingyu, why are you in my bed?" Qin ran pushed Mu Qingyu's chest with both hands, trying to break free from his arms.

But her strength was too small. Not only did she not push the man away, but the other party held herself tighter.

"This is my bed."

"What?" Qin ran blinked hard, still looking for memory.

She remembers that she was waiting for Mo Lingfeng yesterday, and then waiting for the sky to suddenly darken and thunder

So, she went crazy again because of thunder?

After her disorder, she met Mu Qingyu and was taken home by him?

"Remember?" Mu Qingyu's voice was deep and mellow, with a unique flirtation.

Qin ran didn't answer and looked away at Mu Qingyu.

"Look at me." Mu Qingyu said coldly.

He doesn't like her to avoid her eyes and refuse herself again and again.

He wanted to rely on her, just like last night, hold him tightly and regard him as the only warmth.

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