This is summer, but the mountains and forests are much colder after rain, which is still very different from the summer in the south.

Yang Mu sorted out the blanket on his body to completely cover his body.

Maybe the movement was a little bigger and woke Xiaoju up.

"Yang Mu"

Having just said two words, Xiaoju, who was originally sleepy, suddenly opened her eyes, reached out and pushed Yang Mu away, sat up and shouted:

"Listen! I just called your name and wanted to talk to you. Do you understand nothing else?"

Xiaoju had already started to breathe heavily when she spoke, as if she was nervous.

It's over, why is the main soul becoming messy again? My mind is filled with the previous incident of rolling off the sheets with Yang Mu, and it's lingering?

She also always thought that she was controlling her body, but now she finally knew that in some cases the body would also control her main soul in turn, which was simply terrible.

Yang Mu felt funny when he lay on the bed, and he looked nervous, as if his name was a taboo.
Chapter completed!