Tears trickled from the eyes, and then flowed in all directions.

Lu An'an felt that she was about to drown in her tears. Her ears and nose were filled with tears. She choked her throat and could not speak. She even began to cough.

Luo Shaojun's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, breathed heavily, and finally released his grip on her hands. He got out of bed and went to the kitchen in the guest room.

Lu An'an slowly sat up from the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt, and then coughed gently.

After a while, the sound of footsteps sounded, which made her stiff. She looked at the pair of slippers gradually stopped by the bed, without looking up.

Luo Shaojun held a cup of warm water in his hand, handed it to her mouth and said slowly, "drink some water."

Lu An'an stares at the water glass for a while, then reaches out to take it. After a few sips, she coughs a few more before she feels comfortable.

Luo Shaojun took the cup away and didn't go to bed again when he came back.

Sitting on the sofa again turned on the TV, casually found a ball game to watch.

The commentator continued to give a fierce explanation, and neither of them spoke again.

Lu an looks up at the man on the sofa. The TV light is reflected on his face, changing from bright to dark.

Aware that she was looking at him, Luo Shaojun turned his head to her eyes.

Lu an was a little embarrassed, but he did not move his eyes. His eyes were red and still with mist.

"What am I doing? You're going to seduce me after you let it go Luo Shaojun spoke with some impatience.

"No shame." Lu An'an withdrew her eyes and spoke in a low voice. Her voice was still choking.

Luo Shaojun was angry and happy by her. Was this woman spoiled by him? How dare you scold him at such a time?

Hearing his chuckle, Lu an an put his head on his lap and began to talk. His eyes blinked and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Until more than 20 minutes later, seeing her emotional stability, Luo Shaojun turned off the TV and walked toward the bed again.

Lu An'an immediately held his breath, still sitting at the head of the bed, and did not dare to make a sound.

Luo Shaojun walked to the bedside, staring at her and saying, "what's the matter? Do you want to meditate and become a monk? "

Lu An'an said in a soft voice: "when you become a monk, you become a monk."

Luo Shaojun swept her one eye, the eyeground flashed a touch of light helpless, then opened his mouth: "sleep."

As a result, he went to bed from the other side. Lu An'an looked at him warily, but Luo Shaojun ignored her at all. After getting into bed, he began to drag the quilt wrapped in Lu An'an to his side, and then he turned his back to her and began to sleep.

Lu An'an sighed softly and looked at the back of his head for a while. Then he lay down quietly, with his back to him and his eyes closed.

Not two minutes later, the man on one side came together again and held her in his arms again.

Aware of his temperature, Lu An'an is stiff again.

But this time Luo Shaojun is very honest, big hand on her waist, did not move.

As time went by, his breathing gradually became even, and she was completely relaxed. Unconsciously, she felt sleepy. After a while, she fell into a deep dream.

Luo Shaojun hugged her more tightly, and let her back firmly lean against his chest. It seems that only in this way can he feel at ease and feel that she is always around him.