Let them apologize for the 30 million victims of Jiangcheng!

Let them kneel in front of the graves of Wang Zhihe and others tremble!

Lin Mu's gloomy mood, who had figured out this, became a little refreshed. At this moment, he was just an ordinary boy who wanted to protect his sister in this troubled times.

Except for that overly heavy heart...

Two o'clock in the morning.

Liu Miaomiao woke up and rubbed her eyes sleepily.

"Drink a glass of water?"

Lin Mu handed over a glass of warm water.

"Ah... Thank you, Lin Mu..." Liu Miaomiao also felt dry and drank it all in a few drinks of water.

"How does it feel like a body?"

Lin Mu asked.

Liu Miaomiao shook her head: "Except for a little pain in her head, everything else is fine."

"Feel sorry."

"Why do you want to apologize?"

Liu Miaomiao said in confusion: "It's all my fault that I accidentally fell off the stairs when I went back. It has nothing to do with Lin Mu."

It seems that Liu Miaomiao doesn't know that he has already skipped back and forth at the gates of hell.

But that's fine.

Save him the trouble of explaining.

"Ah... it's past two in the morning. Has Lin Mu been guarding me until now?"

Liu Miaomiao noticed the wall clock on the wall.

"Mainly worried about you."

"It won't affect tomorrow's assessment. If it's because of me, Lin Mu, you will win glory for the Academic Academy, I..."

"This won't."

Lin Mu is very honest.

With his current strength.

It can almost sweep away the peers.
Chapter completed!