Chapter 269

Her body was just on top of him.

In front of her eyes is his chest, too close apart, she can hear the sound of his heartbeat.

A little bit, a little bit, a little bit, a little bit.

Listening to such a sound, her heart also beat fast, as if to play a different Concerto.

He didn't move. Neither did she.

After a long time, an Yimo just reflected the posture of himself and him.

Get up from him in a hurry, jump out of bed, turn back to him, pretend to be natural, "that... You, go to sleep."

"And you?"

"I'll wait until you fall asleep..."

The word "go" hasn't come out yet. Gong MINGYE interrupts directly, "don't go tonight. Stay with me." She came here in the middle of the night. How could he let her go again!

Don't leave tonight. Stay with me.

An Yimo's head exploded.

He told her not to leave. What do you want?

Should not

Covering his chest, an Yimo suddenly feels embarrassed.

lady-killer!

Gong MINGYE noticed her abnormality and recalled what he said. It seemed that it was very ambiguous. For fear of scaring her away, he quickly explained, "I'm a patient. I just want you to guard me. There's no other meaning."

"Oh." Knowing that he was wrong, an Yimo quickly pleaded for himself, "I have no other idea, that, I'm sleepy, I go to the sofa to sleep."

With that, an Yimo doesn't know which brain nerve is misplaced. He grabs the only thin quilt and pillow on the bed and runs to the sofa. He lies on the sofa and covers his head with a quilt.

"That's mine..." Gong Ming night laughingly looked at his bed empty, especially helpless.

An Yimo completely ignored his words and still buried himself in the quilt.

The light shower gel and the smell of grass on the quilt made her indulge in it.

It's just, how come you're so familiar?

Ann sniffed hard, as if it was someone's breath.

She liberated herself from the quilt and sat up. She happened to see Gong MINGYE leaning against the head of the bed with a smile on her face.

"You..." an Yimo looked at him and the quilt he had robbed, "I... this..."

After holding for a long time, an Yimo finally said, "... I didn't mean to."

"I know you didn't mean to." Palace Night Low smile to say, this wench does not inadvertently of stupid thing still little?

"I..." an Yimo couldn't hold back his words again, holding his quilt in both hands and at a loss.

Gong Ming night looks to her appearance, eyes can't be self-made dyed a layer of strange color.

Is this an indirect skin blind date?

With a smile on his lips, Gong Ming night said, "sleep, I'll take another set."

With that, Gong MINGYE got out of bed, went to one side of the cabinet, took out a set of quilts and pillows, and lay back in bed again.

An Yimo looks at him with a quilt covered, and then looks at his original quilt occupied by himself. He lies down again with a sad face.

It's dead!

She's really dead this time!

Woo

For an Yimo, nothing is more important than sleeping.

Although she lost face, let her a little depressed for a few minutes, but after a while, sleepy mind.

What a shame? I'm sorry. I'm completely forgotten by her.

Holding the quilt in both hands and smelling the smell on the pillow, it was like the catalyst of sleep, which made her gradually close her eyes until she fell asleep.