Mu Jiyun threw himself into the big bed with a slight sense of fatigue. This time, he did not run into the bathroom to take a bath as before, but looked at the ceiling lazily, and his deep eyes were more complicated and confusing, with a slight sadness.

After a gentle knock on the door, Fu Bingbutterfly's beautiful figure came in and threw himself into the big bed like him, but instead of looking at the ceiling, he was looking sideways at the beautiful face that did not know where he was swimming.

She did not fail to notice that just now he turned around lonely and walked away. Although...