"Brother Feng, you are sick, let's go home quickly!"

Zuo Yunfeng can’t be exposed to the rain anymore.

Zuo Yunfeng had been held back for so many years and finally got into high school. He couldn't let this get him burned out.

"Sister Yun, I'm fine. You should go back first! I can walk back by myself."

Zuo Yunfeng said this, turned around awkwardly and ran down the mountain.

From Mo Yun's expression, he had guessed that Mo Yun had not noticed his little thoughts.

This realization made Zuo Yunfeng both happy and annoyed.

"Brother Feng, you're running too slowly, let me carry you!"

Mo Yun couldn't help but come to Zuo Yunfeng again, turned around and let Zuo Yunfeng climb onto his back.

Zuo Yunfeng wanted to refuse, but the feeling of hugging Mo Yun just now resurfaced in his mind.

That feeling is so wonderful.

It would be great if I could hold Mo Yun in my arms for the rest of my life.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yunfeng subconsciously leaned against Mo Yun's back and rested his face on Mo Yun's shoulder.

So happy.

Mo Yun carried Zuo Yunfeng on his back and flew quickly along the mountain path, keeping his body hidden.

In less than three minutes, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Those three minutes were pure torture for Zuo Yunfeng.

But the suffering is also very happy.

He wanted the suffering to continue, but also wanted it to end quickly.

This complicated emotion made Zuo Yunfeng even more afraid to face Mo Yun's innocent eyes.

It was only about six o'clock in the morning.

Because it was too early and it was raining heavily, there was not a single person on the road.

So, considering that Zuo Yunfeng was injured and unable to move, Mo Yun did not fold his wings but took the risk to carry Zuo Yunfeng back to Huating.

Because Zuo Jiangtao and his wife were still sleeping, Mo Yun was afraid of waking them up, so he took Zuo Yunfeng back to his home.

In the living room.

Mo Yun put Zuo Yunfeng on the chair.

"Brother Feng, are you feeling better?"

Because of the excessive consumption of mental energy, Mo Yun's face looked a little pale and he was breathing heavily when speaking, but he still did not forget to worry about Zuo Yunfeng.

She folded her wings and fell to the ground helplessly.

"Sister Yun, what's wrong with you?"

Zuo Yunfeng rushed forward worriedly and became Mo Yun's human cushion.

He looked up and saw Mo Yun's lips, which were covered with drops of water. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the water droplets fell coldly onto Zuo Yunfeng's face.

Zuo Yunfeng's breathing stagnated and his eyes quickly moved away.

She is like the pure white jasmine flower, elegant and with an alluring fragrance.

"Brother Feng, did I hurt you..."

Before Mo Yun could finish his words, Zuo Yunfeng grabbed Mo Yun's hand and pulled it hard as if he had gone mad.

Mo Yun fell into Zuo Yunfeng's arms again.

Before Mo Yun could react, Zuo Yunfeng's face suddenly enlarged, and then a pair of cold, thin lips pressed against him.

For a moment, Mo Yun was stunned.

She opened her eyes wide and lay motionless, allowing Zuo Yunfeng to kiss her.

Mo Yun's well-behaved appearance seemed to be an acknowledgement of Zuo Yunfeng, making him think that Mo Yun also liked him.

Zuo Yunfeng's strength completely frightened Mo Yun and he stood there in shock.

Her first kiss is gone?

Why did Brother Feng kiss her?

Why didn't she hate Brother Feng's kiss at all, and even felt like responding?

This strange idea frightened Mo Yun.

A tear silently slid down from the corner of Mo Yun's eye, ran down her cheek and fell on her lips.

The salty taste hit Zuo Yunfeng on the forehead like a basin of hail.

He opened his eyes in panic, and what he saw was Mo Yun's tearful eyes.

Mo Yun's eyes were so panicked and helpless, like a poor little kid being bullied, which made Zuo Yunfeng feel heartbroken.

Is Sister Yun afraid of him?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zuo Yunfeng hurriedly left Mo Yun's lips and rolled to the side in embarrassment.

He looked at Mo Yun with guilt and apologized in a panic: "Sister Yun, don't cry, I... I... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zuo Yunfeng really wanted to explain, but no matter how he explained, it sounded like quibbling.