Develop your own protagonist into a strong attack

"Mu Yan, you shouldn't have woken up, wouldn't it be good to just die like this?"

In his sleep, Song Yan vaguely heard voices coming from his ears, which contained resentment, hatred, pity, helplessness and various emotions, which made Song Yan shudder.

Hate?Song Yan opened his eyes in fright, it was pitch black, it seemed that it was not dawn yet, and Mu Jin was sleeping peacefully beside him.

Song Yan couldn't help frowning, was it a dream?But that voice actually appeared, could it be...

Song Yan turned his head to look at the protagonist, the bright moonlight scattered on Mu Jin's beautiful and delicate face, making people feel unreal.

No, how could he doubt the protagonist, how could Mu Jin hate him, it should be just a dream, wow!I have been under too much pressure recently, and I have hallucinations!

It seems that it is good because of a good sleep, thinking, Song Yan continued to lie back on the bed.

In the silent room, the sound of steady breathing gradually resounded, and Mu Jin, who was asleep at first, closed her eyes, and there was nothing wrong with it, but in the next second, she seemed to have encountered some good dream, and quietly showed a very faint smile.

Sleepless all night, of course, please ignore the episode of waking up in the middle.

Song Yan sat on the bed, listless, and his little head looked like a chicken pecking at rice from time to time, which looked a little cute.

Mu Jin, who came out of the bathroom, was slightly taken aback when seeing this scene, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Brother, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Mu Jin approached Song Yan, supported her elder brother with her body, but inadvertently wrapped her arms around Song Yan, bringing their bodies closer.

"Um"

The soft voice deepened the smile on Mu Jin's face even more.

Song Yan kept yawning, damn it!Whose voice was it last night? It made labor and management unable to sleep well.

"Either brother is sleeping for a while, I'll ask someone to deliver breakfast"

Mu Jin said softly, not feeling at all how close each other's bodies are, how ambiguous they are.

Why?sleep + call someone = oneself

"Can't!"

Song Yan opened his eyes wide, pushed Mu Jin away, and immediately stood up.

"Go, brother will accompany you"

Mu Jin froze for a moment, then looked at her brother's serious appearance, her smile widened unconsciously, and she nodded with a smile.

Just when Song Yan was about to go downstairs, he seemed to think of something, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Mu Jin, and said:

"By the way, Xiao Jin, don't you need to go to class?"

"I don't have any important classes recently, so I don't need to go to school," Mu Jin replied solemnly, making Song Yan unable to find any problems, and put the matter to the back of his mind.

After going downstairs, there were only Mu Sheng and Mu Lan on the dining table. It seemed that everyone else had eaten and left.

"Brother, Xiao Jin!"

Mu Lan was the first to see them. He jumped up excitedly, ran to Mu Jin, took Mu Jin's hand, and said:

"If Xiaojin doesn't go to school today, play with me."

"Xiao Lan, don't mess around," Mu Sheng said from the side, the baby face is really not threatening at all when it gets angry.

Song Yan looked at Mu Lan. To be honest, he didn't hate Mu Lan, but he didn't like him either. After all, this is a novel!

In case, if something goes wrong and it becomes black and swollen, what should I do?And Mu Sheng?It depends.

"I'm sorry Xiaolan, I'm going to accompany my brother to grandpa's place today"

Mu Jin smiled and apologized, but turned her gaze to her elder brother. Seeing her elder brother looking at her, countless lights flashed in his eyes like a starry sky.

But... the dull Song Yan couldn't receive the protagonist's signal, and felt like he was about to get goosebumps!

Mu Sheng, who was standing by the side, looked at all this and smiled without saying a word, but when he looked at his elder brother, he looked at him a little more.

Sure enough, it was fun.