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V117 Who allows you to touch my things

Mu Zelie nodded and said to him: "Well, don't forget to do what I told you."

Zhipeng sighed, turned around and walked out, sighing in his heart, how could fate play tricks on people like this?

The effect of the medicine slowly passed, and the pain gradually disappeared, but it made the originally sober thoughts become chaotic.

I don’t know what kind of courage I had, so I stood up and walked forward a little dizzy, wanting to ask the person, wanting to ask him, what did he think? Why did it become like this.

But when I walked outside the study door, I felt timid. If the answer I got was something I didn't want, how would I react at that time?

Such a thought came to life and almost made her run away. She didn't know how the scene turned out like this. But when she looked up, she looked at Mu Zelie and noticed the movement, which made her even more frightened.

Forget it, she said to herself in her heart that she is busy now, and it is impossible to say anything to you. It must be because of work reasons. She thought about it this way, looked up again, but she didn't see Mu Zelie looking over again. It was because of indifferent ignorance. She smiled like this. She forced a smile and turned around and walked back to the room.

Why bother? It’s unnecessary, what should be done, he will always say.

Thinking of it, An Ran lay down on the bed again, and maybe after a night's sleep, things would pass.

I don’t know what kind of thoughts she actually entered her dream, but the scene in the dream was what she feared the most.

"You go." She saw Mu Zelie pushing her away vigorously. She saw a woman appearing beside Mu Zelie. That woman is noble and beautiful, a temperament that she would never cultivate in her life. She was cultivated in time that Jack Sell said, but some people's temperament comes from the bones and cannot be changed.

She saw Mu Zelie smiling gently at the woman, as if she was treating herself before, but it seemed different, and there seemed to be more gentleness in it.

She heard the ridicule and jealousy of other women, remembered Danny's persuasion, and saw herself, who had been determined to do so, and many things kept coming to her mind.

She was filled with her who had nowhere to escape.

"Miss An." At some point, the doorbell sounded outside the door.

She stood up in a panic, but felt her face moist. It seemed to be true. As she thought about this, she still walked over and opened the door.

"What?" asked.

Zhipeng replied to her: "Dinner is ready and you can eat it."

An Ran paused and asked, "Have Mu Zelie eaten?"

Zhipeng nodded, "I've eaten it. You were still sleeping at that time. He told me not to wake you up. But it's been too long now. If you go to bed again, you will be indirectly causing harm to your body. I will wake you up."

For some reason, when An Ran heard Mu Zelie's orders, she felt a little hope in her heart.

She must have thought too much. She thought about it like this. Maybe Mu Zelie was really angry because of work. It must be like this.

After thinking about this, her mood improved so much, and her steps became lighter, with indescribable vitality.

"Miss An, here is your favorite food." Zhipeng walked forward and gentlemanly opened the chair for her.

An Ran looked at the food and was a little strange, "Don't I have to eat that set meal?" Logically speaking, I only ate that thing a few times, and it was impossible for me to produce any effect. Why did it be removed now?

"Don't Miss An don't like it? Master won't force you to eat those things." Zhipeng explained, and there was no flaw in it.

An Ran nodded and didn't care too much. It's the same whether you eat or not.

After finishing the meal quickly, he stood up and left. He was about to go back to sleep, but he thought that Mu Zelie had not come back yet, so he walked into the study. Looking at Mu Zelie who was still trying hard to look at the documents, he couldn't help but walk forward and said, "Mu Zelie, don't work so hard. It's too late now. If you wait any longer, it will definitely hurt your body."

Mu Zelie raised his head, looked at her, did not answer, lowered his head and continued what was in his hand.

An Ran was a little disappointed, but he did not give up because of his cold attitude. He quickly walked to his side and took away his documents. He was about to speak, but when he looked up, he touched those angry eyes.

"Who asked you to touch my stuff?" Mu Zelie asked loudly.

An Ran looked at him in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"Didn't you hear it? Let me say it again, who will let you touch my stuff!"

An then took two steps back, looked at Mu Zelie's angry face, shocked. He actually said so? They would not have had such a problem before, and they had never had any difference between you and me.

Now, he told her not to touch his things.

In this way, it sounds like a joke, laughing at her innocence, and jokes...

"Zhipeng, what are you doing? How can you let her come in casually? Let her rest." Mu Zelie called, shouted inside, and then his face changed a lot when he looked at An Ran.

An Ran's mouth curled a smile, but it was bitter, "Okay, I'll go."

After saying that, without waiting for his reaction, he quickly walked out of the study room, but met Zhipeng at the entrance.

"Miss An." Zhipeng greeted respectfully.

An Ran stopped and looked at Zhipeng, "You go back, I won't go to the study anymore. Don't worry, I will never add any more trouble to you."

As he said that, he continued to take a step and walked back to his room. With a "bang", the door made a loud noise, like a bell, knocking on her heart and telling her the real world.

Mu Zelie listened to the shocking door, put down the documents in his hand, waved his hand at Zhipeng who was still standing outside, and then stood up, almost falling down.

Zhipeng walked up to him worriedly and supported him, "Young Master, please take a break. If something big happened today, if you don't rest, your body will soon collapse."

Mu Zelie nodded, signaled Zhipeng to let him go, then walked to his room and closed the door.

Zhipeng looked at the room between the two and sighed, but couldn't find any solution.

After Anran returned to the room, she immediately threw herself on the bed, looked at the pillow next to her, and couldn't help but throw it on the ground, "Let you sleep, let you treat me like this!"

After the fall, she couldn't help but stand up again, dusted it, and put it back.

The depression in her heart did not decrease at all. She didn't know or guess what Mu Zelie thought. What happened today was really hard for her to imagine, and she would actually transform into what she is now.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the phone ringing rang. She frowned and looked at the name, "Qiuyu?" It's so late, why did she call here?

Lou Qiuyu said on the other end: "Ranran, I know the identity of that teacher. It turns out that we have already fallen into his trap. I just don't know what his purpose is. Do you plan to trap us there and starve to death? But it's impossible for us to have a cell phone."

She began to think while talking about her questions.

An Ran shook her head, but thought that the other party shouldn't hear it, so she gave up and said, "I don't know, you can think about it again." After that, she lay on the bed.

Lou Qiuyu felt something was wrong with her and asked in confusion: "Ranran, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel like you are not energetic?"

An Ran said to his phone: "It's nothing, I just feel a little tired. If you have nothing to do, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Lou Qiuyu responded with understanding, and then said, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I'll think about it carefully, what is the purpose of that person? My brother has been deceived. Now my brother is very angry. I believe the truth will be revealed soon."

An Ran was not interested in this, answered in response, and couldn't wait, saying, "Okay, just think of some solution, I'll go to bed."

Lou Qiuyu was a little disappointed, but he still said, "Good night."

Anran put her phone on the head of the bed and looked at the pillow beside her. The cold temperature came, which made her feel a little cold.

"Mu Zelie, what are you thinking?" An Ran couldn't help asking at the pillow.

Obviously, the pillow wouldn't answer her at all.

An Ran stretched out her hand, hugged the pillow in her arms, and murmured: "If there is something, don't hide it from me, okay?" Don't hide it from her, this will make her very uneasy.

In a daze, she fell asleep again, and the same scene was repeated constantly, as if she was talking about something.

An Ran woke up suddenly as he looked at his hand that was slapped away.

She looked at the clock hanging on the wall and showed that it was already two o'clock in the morning, but it was still cold next to her. She stood up with some anxiety.

Carefully, he did not let himself make any noise, and quietly opened the door and found that it was still brightly lit outside, but there was no one else except one or two people on duty.

She quickly walked into the study room and opened the door. The dark and cold air came, making her shudder.

Looking at the empty study room with some disappointment, An Ran chose to give up, but when she woke up, she didn't know what to do.

When I walked up the stairs, I planned to walk down, but I didn't want to leave behind me anymore. I sat on the cold stairs without thinking. An Ran felt much more awake.
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