Chapter Nine Hundred and Twenty-Two: I Can't Help But F

ther of them answered. She frowned and sent each of them a text message directly. 。Tell me which police station I'm in, or I'll go to each one. 。"I'm not at the police station, Wanwan, I..." "Contin...Why does it hurt

Since she lost her memory, she almost forgot many things and most of the memories she had with Feng Mu.

It still hurts like hell when reminded again!

Menglan turned her body, pursed her lips tightly, and still opened her mouth to remind him, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

After all, Feng Mu is a patient.

It was too petty of her to argue with a patient at this time.

Feng Mu didn't continue speaking, but the hand holding her arm remained tightly clasped, refusing to let go.

Mulan's heart felt a pang of helplessness, she could only return to her chair, her slender fingers gently stroking his temples, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

Feeling her warm body, Feng Mu's tense muscles gradually relaxed, and his furrowed brows slowly unfurled.

Meng Lan quietly stayed with him, watching as he gradually drifted off to sleep. Only then did she feel relieved and prepared to leave.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Feng Mu suddenly trembled as if he had been clicked on something, immediately gripping her hand tightly.

Immediately, Feng Mu rolled over, pressing Meng Lan firmly beneath him.

"Ah!" Meng Lan exclaimed.

Her eyes widened suddenly, staring blankly at Feng Mu's face, "You... you let me go, Feng Mu calm down..." Ugh!

As soon as the words left her lips, Feng Mu's slender fingers gripped her cheek, bending his head to capture her lips in a forceful kiss.

"Ugh!"

Mulan cried out in surprise.

She hurriedly reached out her little hand, trying to push open the chest of the shepherd. But as soon as her hand touched it, she felt a burning patch of skin.

Why is he so hot

And the next second, without even giving her a chance to react, Feng Mu reached out and tightly encircled her waist, pulling her closer. His cool lips then forcefully pressed down onto hers.

"So refreshing," he murmured softly.

"…"Meng Lan felt helpless.

I never would have imagined that Feng Mu would actually treat her like a remedy to relieve his heat.

"Let me go." Menglan said with more force, reminding him again.

Ke Fengmu couldn't hear what she was saying, he was just intensifying his kisses, one after another, never letting go.

His kissing technique is particularly good and very gentle.

Meng Lan also went from initial resistance to a gradual submission, reaching out unconsciously to hug his waist tightly, immersing herself completely in this kiss.

Just like that, they didn't know how long they had been kissing for, the temperature around them rising.

Mulan reached out and tightly grasped Feng Mu's collar, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest, as if it might leap out of her throat.

Gradually, Feng Mu's breathing became more and more disordered, his body temperature also gradually rose, and his hands became more and more dishonest, slowly reaching into Meng Lan's clothes.

Just as he was about to continue groping inside, Menglan's spine suddenly jolted and she instinctively grabbed his hand.

"No, Feng Mu, calm down!" she said aloud, her lips parting slightly as she spoke.

And Feng Mu also heard her voice, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, slowly opening his eyes.

His pupils were bloodshot, staring intently at Menglan, looking quite frightening.

And Menglan pushed him several times with her hands, but she couldn't push him off of her. For a moment, she was even a little scared. Her voice choked up, "Please, don't do this, Feng Mu... let me go!"

Let me go....

Though he heard the words clearly, Feng Mu remained silent.

As if realizing he was going to hurt Menglan, the finger lightly resting on her waist tightened slightly before finally releasing her.

Meng Lan hummed softly, hurriedly reaching out to push him away from her chest and wriggle out of his embrace.

And Feng Mu also completely let go of her, his tall body powerless falling to the side, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

Only after she completely wriggled free from his embrace did Menglan feel truly relaxed.

But Feng Mu seemed to have fallen asleep again, closing his eyes tightly, as obedient and docile as a child.

Looking at his sleeping form, Menglan gradually let down her guard.

She dared not delay any longer, put on her shoes and got out of bed.

Standing by the bed, Menglan looked at his sleeping face, her expression slightly dazed.

I have to admit, she really does have a fierce air about her.

Seeing him like this, sick, made me feel reluctant to let go.

This feeling of hating him and yet being so reluctant to let go, was like pushing her into a dead end, leaving her with no glimmer of hope.

What should she do with the letter from Mu Feng

……

Soon, it was dawn.

Feng Mu's fever had gradually subsided, he opened his eyes and stared blankly at everything around him.

Here, the environment is completely unfamiliar.

Feng Mu was not accustomed to such a strange environment, his brow slightly furrowed into a knot.

And when he turned his head and saw Menglan beside him, a tenderness flickered in his eyes.

Dream Lan didn't go to bed either. She just sat quietly in the chair beside him, not knowing how long she would have to wait. Gradually, she drifted off to sleep.

This silly girl, how long can she possibly keep guarding this place all by herself

Feng Mu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, then reached out to hug Menglan and gently placed her back on the bed.

"Hmm..."

In a daze, Meng Lan couldn't help but let out a muffled hum.

When he sensed her unease, Feng Mu reached out and gently patted her on the back, soothingly whispering to her, "Don't be afraid, I'm always by your side."

After listening, Menglan's back gradually relaxed.

Feng Mu lowered his head to look at her, noticing the redness of her swollen lips and raising an eyebrow playfully.

Could this be his doing

Feng Mu carefully recalled, and finally had some memories in his mind. It seemed that when he was delirious with fever, Meng Lan stayed by his side to take care of him.

So, just how much has this silly girl worn herself out

Thinking of this, Feng Mu felt very heartbroken. He gently cradled Meng Lan's head and bent down, lightly kissing her lips.

"Hmm..." Menglan hummed softly, a hint of impatience flickering in her eyes.

Feng Mu dared not continue to move around recklessly. Holding her head in his hands, he even stiffened his entire body and didn't dare to make any rash movements.

He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would wake her up again.

Luckily, Menglan only suffered for a short while. Immediately after, she turned over and fell back into sleep.

Looking at her coquettish appearance, Feng Mu's lips curled slightly, pulling her tightly into his arms.

He had never felt this way before, but when he held Dream Orchid in his arms, it was as if he were holding the whole world. It was an indescribable feeling of fulfillment.

He possesses Dream Orchid, and... for ten years he has loved her as though it were every day.

Knock knock—

Just then, a knock on the door sounded.

The village head was standing outside the door, calling out to them.f it weren't for his mother stopping him, his father would have killed him!Even if he humiliated Hualien and had no substantial impact on He Hanchuan, at least it could annoy him!Towards Evening's bro...