Walking slowly to the sofa, Mo Nanfeng lowered his head and admired Funina's face.
How to describe it? He couldn't think of any good words or sentences.
So perfect, so attractive that he couldn't help himself.
"You can't sleep here."
After muttering, Mo Nanfeng waved his hand, ready to play some tricks.
For him who practices martial arts, it is very easy to pick up a sleeping person without waking him up.
Put your hands on the sofa, press down, and slowly reach to the innermost part.
With a little effort, Mo Nanfeng picked up Funina very easily, very gently and with almost no effort.
But the touch was too strong.
The right hand is hugging the waist and back, which is understandable, but the left hand is around the legs!
Funina's long legs! Even through her pajamas, I could still feel the touch and temperature.
It must be soft, smooth and comfortable.
Mo Nanfeng suppressed the strange feeling in his body, took a deep breath, sealed his air valves, and walked steadily towards the bedroom.
But this time he met his match, and that match was Funina.
Funina woke up and vaguely felt her body moving and swaying.
I opened my eyes and looked into Mo Nanfeng's red face, felt the warmth on his body, and saw him moving towards the bedroom.
Oh! My little bodyguard is so nice. He will hold me even when I fall asleep.
Um?
"Mo Nanfeng! Put me down, how could you!
You! I misjudged you! "
Then, Funina began to toss and turn in Mo Nanfeng's arms.
Originally, there was no tossing and turning, the posture was perfect, and Funina didn't feel any discomfort at all.
But now, after being tossed around, Funina was swaying up and down, left and right, back and forth.
Mo Nanfeng wanted to let go but didn't dare to. If he let go, he would not be able to stand firmly and fall down, and he would not be able to sleep that night.
If he didn't let go, Funina would come up and bite him.
"Why don't you let go? What are you doing?
No! I'm not ready yet!"
Seeing that Mo Nanfeng had no intention of letting go and was walking faster and faster, Fu Ningna's heart was completely depressed and she leaned in Mo Nanfeng's arms without moving.
Mo Nanfeng blinked his eyes, looked down, and looked at Funina, who was as well-behaved as a kitten, and kept swallowing his saliva.
I can’t help it, I want to kiss you!
Just like that, standing by the bed, Mo Nanfeng's face kept looking down, his heart pounding, and soon he was shaking, and his face was getting redder and redder.
Leaning in Mo Nanfeng's arms, Funina's heart was pounding as she watched him getting closer and closer.
Closing her eyes, Fu Nina pushed Mo Nanfeng's face away, rolled onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and let out a long breath.
"Mo Nanfeng! You intend to blaspheme God, I will convict you..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of doors slamming shut one after another.
Sitting up, Funina looked at the empty bedroom, not realizing what was going on.
ah?
On the other side, Mo Nanfeng sat at the door, let out a long breath, and felt exhausted all over.
That move just now really used up all his courage and bravery.
This was the first time that I kissed her actively without being forced! I didn't expect that Funina would refuse.
I want to cry!
He shook his head. Mo Nanfeng would not cry, okay!
No matter how rejected he was, he would remember his master's eight-character formula.
Throwing a tantrum! Shamelessly!
After finishing all the tasks before going to bed, Mo Nanfeng sat at the desk, took out a pen and paper and began to write down everything he knew about the prophecy.
Only in this way can he help Funina.
After a while, I sorted out everything I knew. But that was all I knew.
After sorting out what he knew so far, Mo Nanfeng was completely confused and had no idea how to proceed.
Everything is blurry, unclear, and confusing.
The only thing that is known for sure is that all this was caused by the previous water goddess Egolia.
According to Master's story, Egolia broke some rules and was therefore punished by the supreme royal authority.
What exactly is this punishment?
prophecy!
Thinking of this, Mo Nanfeng began to combine the existing information and finally came to a small conclusion.
The Fontaine people dissolved into water, and the source was the previous water god.
But Egolia had been dead for who knows how many years, and there would be no records left.
Then how can we know what happens next, how Furninna ascends to the throne?
These are certainly impossible to verify, and only Funina herself knows.
Just like that, Mo Nanfeng was thinking, and slowly fell asleep on the table, gradually sinking into a dream.
.......
Next door, Fu Ningna, who couldn't sleep, got up from the bed, picked up the key to Mo Nanfeng's room, and walked out carefully.
I wonder if the little guard is asleep?
Never mind, it’s better to sleep!
If he doesn’t want to sleep, then tease him!
Thinking of this, Fu Ningna pushed open the door and walked out, and in three or two steps she arrived outside Mo Nanfeng's room.
Looking at the light coming through the crack in the door, Funina squinted her eyes and confirmed that Mo Nanfeng was definitely not resting now.
Insert the key, turn it gently, and the door will open easily.
"Hey, Nanfeng! I'm here to play with you...
"
What came into view was Mo Nanfeng sleeping on the table, with a few pieces of paper scattered on the table.
After closing the door gently to make sure she didn't wake him up, Funina tiptoed to the table.
Looking at the papers and letters on the table, he took a closer look, with surprise, panic, hesitation and astonishment flashing in his eyes.
Predictions, stories, guesses, conclusions.
Picking up the letter, I found that the person who wrote it must be the little guard's master. The handwriting was very heroic and comfortable.
After reading the letter, Funina felt warm in her heart. This Wendy must be an extremely gentle person.
Looking at the last photo attached, Funina was stunned. In the photo, besides the little guard's master, there was also a man who looked very safe.
He has a handsome appearance, with an irresistible majesty and vicissitudes of life between his brows, and a gentle look in his eyes.
Putting down the photo, Fu Nina looked at the papers Mo Nanfeng had written on, picking them up one by one and looking at them.
The more she looked, the more uneasy her heart became. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.
She had always thought that the little guard was simple and silly, but she knew it after seeing him once.
Is the little guard just innocent? Is he stupid? Maybe he is stupid just being around her!
From the prophecies and stories to his guesses and conclusions, everything is connected together to infer the correct conclusion.
The reason why I don’t ask myself is to take care of my own emotions and heart.
The words on the paper lingered in her mind and she could not forget them.
Funina doesn't like others questioning her, but I will definitely not ask. I want to investigate it myself and find out the truth.
Putting the paper on the table, Funina leaned over and looked at the sleeping little guard, feeling very uncomfortable.
I really, really hope that you can hold on until the day the farce comes.
No, not another five hundred years.
Under the light, among the shadows, Funina kept getting closer to Mo Nanfeng, and her soft lips gently touched his face, gently, gently.
"Good night, my beloved little guard."
…
Ahem, please give me 555
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