I'm finally not an NPC

Chapter 22 Sister, bear with me

And this slap really hit the boy's body.

Mu Zhaoting realized that he had called the wrong person. When he saw the boy in front of him, his eyes that were originally full of anger softened instantly, leaving only distressed eyes.

He stepped forward and reached out to touch the boy, but after a pause, he withdrew his hand again.

The boy in front of him is 185cm tall, while Mu Zhaoting is only 179cm, so he needs to raise his head slightly when looking at this boy.

"Xiao Chen, how are you? Are you okay?" Mu Zhaoting asked distressedly, "I'm sorry, Dad didn't mean it, I wanted to hit your sister, I didn't expect..."

sorry?
Ha ha……

A father actually said sorry to his son, how "sorry" must this be, to be willing to bow his head and apologize to his son.

When Mu Xingchen heard the words "beat my sister", his originally calm pupils immediately became fierce and cold.

When Mu Zhaoting saw Mu Xingchen's eyes, his heart trembled with fright, and he unconsciously took a small step back.

Mu Xingwan, who was tightly blocked, knew nothing about all this happening.

Without saying a word, Mu Xingchen took Mu Xingwan's hand and walked upstairs, into his bedroom.

Mu Xingwan saw the decorations in the room, unlike ordinary boys who have many figurines, the walls are covered with the anime characters she likes.

On the contrary, the tone of his room is gray, and the furnishings are extremely simple. There are necessary things such as a bed and a wardrobe, and the bed sheets are also simple and all black. It gives people the feeling that this person is a little cold and difficult to approach.

Seeing this, Mu Xingwan frowned tightly and bit her lower lip. It wasn't because she was afraid of this boy. After all, his protection of her just now meant that she didn't need to be afraid at all.

What Mu Xingwan thought about was why a boy in his 20s actually liked such a room, why he didn't have the vitality and passion that he should have at that age, what wiped out all this, and what happened to him?
Thinking of this, Mu Xingwan felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, but it was only fleeting, as if the pain was just Mu Xingwan's illusion.

Mu Xingchen brought the medicine box, and seeing that Mu Xingwan was still standing there in a daze, he said, "Sister, sit down."

This sentence was extremely gentle, completely inconsistent with Mu Xingwan's cold personality. The tone was as warm, light and comfortable as the breeze blowing on the face and the warm sun shining on the face.

And because of this, Mu Xingwan became more curious about Mu Xingchen and Mu Xingwan's past.

At this time, the inexplicable pain was fleeting again, as if to confirm that it was not an illusion just now.

Mu Xingwan sat on the black sofa, covered with a white blanket.

Mu Xingchen sat beside Mu Xingwan, opened the medicine box and helped Mu Xingwan treat the red marks on his face.

"Hi~"

When the potion touched Mu Xingwan, she made such a sound, and her whole face wrinkled tightly because of the sharp pain.

Mu Xingchen's face turned cold in an instant, but he still comforted him gently and lowly: "Sister, bear with it, it will be fine in a while."

Mu Xingwan reluctantly nodded and said, "Yes."

After a few minutes, the torment was finally over.

Mu Xingchen was about to put away the medicine box, but Mu Xingwan suddenly stopped her and said, "Your wound."

(End of this chapter)