Luo Yan was stunned, Mochou hugged him tightly, for fear that he would never come back if he let go.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiuyuan didn't know what to do for a moment, but Mo Chou's actions caught him off guard.

Mochou's voice was a little sobbing, a little excited, "Xiangyuan, I'm afraid you will leave me."

Xiuyuan's heart couldn't be said to be just a shock, "Don't say stupid things, we live together well, what can't leave?" His tone was not just comforting, Mochou felt that it was a cover-up. She hugged her tighter and refused to let go. Xiuyuan wrapped her arm around her and gently comforted her, "Don't do this, silly girl."

"I'm stupid, but I can see the changes between you and Long Buyu, I can see, don't hide it from me." Mo Chou said anxiously, stomping his feet.

From then on, Xiuyuan said nothing. Some things did not happen if they refused to admit them. Xiuyuan had to admit them. He had to admit them. His undeniable changes in his feelings did occur.

Mochou couldn't get Xiuyuan's response, but he still hugged him willfully. Xiuyuan frowned, and he felt trapped in a difficult problem that he had never fallen into in his life.

Yiliang could not fall asleep for a long time, or when he closed his eyes, his unswerving face was filled with his eyes. With a beautiful smile and a charming face, Yiliang's heart was occupied by a woman so full of overflowing for the first time. He could not close his eyes because he could not fall asleep even more. Tiantai Town gave him such a beautiful impression, because on the first day he first arrived here, he could have an affair that he never expected.

He couldn't fall asleep, so Yiliang simply sat up. He turned around and went downstairs, found paper and pen to spread it out and began to describe the face of the woman he missed in his heart.

Until the rooster crowed, Yiliang stretched out his tired waist and looked at his painting with satisfaction and put down his pen. The lifelike beautiful woman was laughing at him, and Yiliang couldn't help but be fooled by looking at his paintings.

"Young Master Yiliang," Butler Li knocked on the door outside, and Yiliang opened the door, "What's the matter?"

"The master asked you to come over, saying that I had agreed to go out today."

Yiliang then suddenly realized that he had already forgotten this matter to the fullest. He slapped his forehead, "Look at my memory, I'll go there." He turned around and forgot the messy room. Butler Li understood immediately, "It's okay, come over quickly. I'll clean up this room myself. Seeing your tiredness, I must have not slept well yesterday."

"Maybe it's still not used to it. I'm used to sleeping in my own room."

Butler Li smiled and said, "That's right? It's so inconvenient to come out. Come over quickly. I'll ask the maid to make you a basin of hot water to wash your face and wake up?"

"I'm afraid it's too late, so it's not good to let others wait. My father should scold me." Yiliang was very afraid of his father.

"Okay, come over quickly and leave it to me."

Yiliang nodded and ran to the main hall before he could wash up. Butler Li smiled and walked in. As soon as he entered, he was attracted by the painting on the table. He couldn't help but walk closer and look carefully. The woman in this painting is as beautiful as a fairy and lifelike as she is. The key is that she looks very familiar.

Butler Li couldn't help but think, where did you see this woman?

Mochou fell asleep, but he still didn't let go when he fell asleep. He held Xiuyuan's hand and refused to let go. Xiuyuan sat by her bed for a whole night. Looking at Mochou's calm face when he fell asleep, Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh.

Until dawn, Mochou was awakened by the first ray of sunshine that shone in. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and a blurry portrait in front of her.

"Xuyuan?" Mo Chou was surprised at first and then stunned. Xiuyuan looked at her calmly and gently lifted the messy hair on her forehead.

"You - haven't slept all night?" Mo Chou widened his eyes, then saw that he was still holding his hand tightly.

Xiu Yuan smiled and shook his head, "I'm fine."

"You've been here all night?" Mo Chou didn't expect that he couldn't remember the loss of control last night.

Xiuyuan didn't say anything, and looked at her with a look of water. Mochou was bathed in Xiuyuan's gaze for a moment.

She sat up and let go of Xiuyuan's hand, "I'm too willful, am I?"

Xiuyuan's arm was grabbed by her for a night and it was already sore and swelling. He rubbed his arms slightly, "No, it's my fault. I ignored you too much before."

This statement made Mo Chou even more ashamed. She lowered her head and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes. The more she did Xiuyuan, the sadder she felt. She was originally blaming him, but for some reason, she couldn't get angry as long as she saw his face and heard his nice voice.

Xiuyuan always smiles in her impression. Mochou likes to smile at him, but he doesn't like it after a long time, because he can't see his other expressions and doesn't know what he is thinking. Why can he easily influence his emotions, but he can't affect him at any time?

Xiuyuan stood up and said, "You are not sleeping well this night. I see that you always whisper and talk in your sleep. Are you dreaming?"

Mochou nodded. He was always in his dream. He stood there from afar, motionless. Mochou wanted to run up and be with him, but he couldn't run away. Until he was exhausted, Xiuyuan still stood there from afar, motionless. There was still a habitual smile on his face. Mochou was anxious to cry. Seeing Xiuyuan shouting him to come to her, Xiuyuan still remained motionless, still like that, as if the gods who were not as good as the world were about to go on the clouds.

Then the whisper is probably the desperate attempt to stay.

Xiuyuan poured Mochou a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Come and drink some water. Look at your lips that are dry and chapped. The weather is not good."

Mochou took the cup and looked at Xiuyuan with distress. His thin body became thinner, his face was covered with fatigue, his hair was a little messy, and a few strands of hair were resting on his ears, his eyes were sunken. Mochou stood up and wanted to hold his hand. His hands were cold and he had nowhere to keep warm when he sat that night.

Xiuyuan touched her head as comfortedly, "Silly girl, don't blame yourself, I'm fine." He knew what she was thinking.

Mochou was even more embarrassed. At this time, a knock on the door came, and the maid was coming in with hot water.

Xiuyuan opened the door without hesitation, and the maid was stunned, "Young Master?"

Xiuyuan nodded with a smile, "Is there any excess hot water?"

The maid nodded quickly and I went to get it now. As I spoke, I was backing down and hitting Butler Li. Butler Li was almost unsteadily knocked down by this reckless collision. "What's this kid doing so recklessly?"

Before the maid could explain, Xiuyuan came out, "Butler Li, it's me."

Butler Li also had the same reaction as the maid. At first, he was stunned. This was obviously Miss Mochou's room. When he looked at Xiuyuan's face and the same clothes as yesterday, it was obvious that his clothes had no lower body in this room.

"Master, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!