I Took Home a Mummy

16

Ning Mitang thought she had auditory hallucinations.

"what?"

Mo Huai's black eyes flashed: "Tangtang, I'm afraid of thunder." He repeated.

Haha, a big man with a height of 1.87 meters, holding a pillow and telling her that he was afraid of thunder, Ning Mitang's head was in a mess.

She blocked the door and questioned: "You are a mummy. Last time I stabbed you with a knife and didn't die. Why would you be afraid of thunder."

At this moment, Mo Huai lowered his head, with a slightly shy face on his face. His reason was not generally strong: "I watched TV and said that things that shouldn't exist are subject to damnation." I don't know. Was it the reason why he had washed his hair? The bangs on his forehead leaned against his eyebrows obediently, "I am an incredible existence, and thunder will strike me."

Ning Mitang closed her eyes weakly, wondering where he learned the nonsense, "Then, you think you will be struck by lightning, why did you come to find me? Do you want to be hacked together?"

"Thunder won't hit you." Mo Huai was confident, "I will protect you."

"Aren't you afraid of thunder?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid of thunder."

"Then how do you protect me?"

"Fear of thunder has nothing to do with protecting you." Mo Huai said righteously and had his own set of theories: "Tangtang, fear is a psychological problem, and protecting you will be my instinct."

Ning Mitang wanted to complain about his logic, but she didn't expect to be inexplicably touched by such a magical sentence of him, and her heart was crisp. The numbing currents kept leading to the tip of her heart, making her heart beating.

"Tangtang, can you let me in?" Mo Huai asked in a low voice.

"Come in...Come in."

Ning Mitang's head was still confused, and subconsciously replied.

Mo Huai's eyes were bright.

Well, taught on TV: Say good things to her, and this trick really works.

When Ning Mitang reacted, Mo Huai's tall and tall figure had walked into her room and stood upright by her bed staring at her bed.

The bed covers and sheets are light plain yellow with ice silk. Ning Mitang's body temperature has been high since she was a child, and there is often a feeling of fire in her palms, so she has always been afraid of heat. The ice silk satin bed sheets are cold and comfortable to sleep, and they have always been her favorite.

Mo Huai stared at the smooth sheet, and he smelled the faint fragrance of the **** the bed.

"Tangtang, can I sleep here?" He pointed to the bed, really wanting to sleep.

Ning Mitang didn't need to think about it at all, and she refused directly: "No." She was a little annoyed, why did she agree to let him in, and sure enough, sweet words would make people's head bloated and IQ decreased.

"Oh." Mo Huai obediently responded.

The pity on Jun's face is hardly obvious.

I once had the experience of sleeping on the floor in Qingshi before, and Mo Huai silently placed the pillow on the ground, closest to the bed. Then, in Ning Mitang's surprised gaze, he took off his clothes, and his sturdy chest was suddenly exposed.

The complexion on his body is very white, but there is not the slightest femininity, the prominent muscles are distinct, the lines are smooth, with silent temptation, and strong aggression.