Chapter 1792: The Spirit Behind the Celestial Master (142)

Bai Weiwei didn't notice anything strange about him.

She came to the bed and reached out to touch his forehead.

Make sure his temperature is normal before releasing it.

Yu Moqian's breathing was a little heavy, but it soon became even.

Bring a sleeping vegetative person to life.

A few days passed by like this.

The system finally robbed the coupons. It looked haggard, but was intoxicated and happily hugging its own coupons.

In this unprecedented coupon war, it grabbed seven 30% off coupons and two snack packs.

The most powerful thing is that it even snatched half a month's lunch box for common people in the cafeteria.

There will be free meals in the future.

The system grinned and was about to share its happiness with the host.

Looking back, I saw the host reading a novel.

Probably another novel about the domineering president falling in love with the little wife.

It's normal.

The abnormal thing was that Yu Moqian on the bed had his eyes open.

The system silently looked at the host who was reading a novel with a wretched face.

He took another look at the male lead who looked at the host with a demented face.

No matter how you look at it, these two are quite a match.

The system reminded softly, "The hero is awake."

I don't know how long it has been awake, it has been grabbing coupons for the past few days, and has not paid much attention to the male lead's condition.

After all, it has been a few years, and everything is flat.

Of course it will also be lazy.

When Bai Weiwei heard the system's words, her eyes were still fixed on the novel, and the expression on her face changed, before she asked, "What color are your eyes?"

System: "Black."

It's so dark and clear, it looks like a good person.

Upon hearing this, Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

The red-eyed Yu Moqian was too extreme, too scary.

The one with black eyes is her Yu Tiantian.

Bai Weiwei said, "Just woke up?"

System: "Wake up... Maybe, probably."

Why is this answer so unreliable.

Bai Weiwei calmly pretended to finish the novel, put down the reader, and turned her head casually.

He wanted to pretend to meet Yu Moqian's eyes, and then naturally knew about his waking up.

But when she turned her head, she saw Yu Moqian closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes were extremely quiet, and he didn't even tremble.

His breathing was steady.

Where is the sign of waking up.

System: "You turned too slowly, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again."

How could anyone fall asleep so fast.

Bai Weiwei probably knew that Yu Moqian had woken up a long time ago, but for some reason she was still pretending to be a vegetable.

She doesn't intend to expose it now.

Because you can never wake up, a person who pretends to be asleep.

Bai Weiwei stood by the bed, looked Yu Moqian up and down several times, and suddenly stretched out her hand to gently touch his face.

Inch by inch, the fingertips are warm, the tenderness is like water, and the love is like the depth of the sea.

Yu Moqian remained silent.

He didn't even change the rhythm of his breathing.

Bai Weiwei blinked, she really could bear it.

She suffocated her laugh, then suppressed her smile, and her voice slowed down.

"Brother Yu, you have been sleeping for three years. I thought I could wait until you woke up, but I met my true love last month."

Yu Moqian's eyelashes trembled.

Although the breathing rhythm has not changed.

But his muscles tensed visibly.

Bai Weiwei pretended not to notice, her voice carried a little excitement, "I have never met such a good-looking boy, we get along very well, I don't need to pretend to be myself in front of him, and there is no deception."

His fingers were clasping the bed board, and the nails were about to crack.

Bai Weiwei gently combed his messy hair, and said softly, "I didn't know how much it hurt you until I met him. Feelings are very beautiful and heavy things. I shouldn't use feelings to deceive you."