Chapter 826

"Ning Huaihuai, call me when you arrive at the hotel. I'm a little worried. Come on, give me your cell phone and I'll save your number." Zhu Mengyang said naturally.

It seems that I am worried about their safety. I can't see that I want Ning Huaihuai's contact information at all.

After saving the number, I dialed my own number. The Jianghu is still hot!

Zhu Mengyang wanted to get to Ning Huaihuai's phone number, but he was single-minded, so he happily waved goodbye to her.

Liu Muran was already drunk in the car. After waving his hand once, he seemed to fall asleep and stopped opening his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the hotel. The doorman helped Liu Muran and sent him to the room very attentively.

Ning Huaihuai hurriedly said "thank you" when the doorman left. I'm afraid I couldn't help myself if it wasn't for the doorman's help.

Liu Muran said something in his mouth. Ning Huaihuai couldn't hear it clearly and didn't bother to listen.

When she saw Liu Muran drunk, she was a little annoyed and moved him to the bed in the bedroom.

"I'm going to take a bath," Liu Muran said haltingly. Then he opened his eyes, pushed Ning Huaihuai's hand away and walked to the bathroom.

"Hey! Be careful, don't slip." Ning said impatiently.

"After drinking so much wine, I still want to take a bath and sleep honestly. How can I be so particular about it?" Ning Huaihuai muttered.

The sound of water in the bathroom came out. Ning Huaihuai inadvertently looked at it. Through the door glass, he vaguely saw the body.

"What's the matter? Is the bathroom glass of a five-star hotel so transparent? It's too shoddy." Ning Huaihuai complained.

She quickly turned her head to one side and stopped looking. In fact, I can't see clearly, but there is a human body shape.

She may not know that this is deliberately designed by the hotel. After all, people who can live in one room do not care about each other's physical exposure.

There may be few pure men and women like Ning Huaihuai and Liu Muran who live in the same room without any impulse to each other.

Ning Huaihuai paved the sofa and decided that she would sleep on the sofa today.

Liu Muran was really drunk and not afraid of humiliation. He came out with a white bath towel. The most polite thing was to walk unsteadily. Ning Huaihuai was really afraid that he would shake the bath towel off his lower body. If the bath towel falls off, the spring will be released.

Liu Muran looked at Ning Huaihuai. He didn't know whether his eyes were closed or open. "You go to the bedroom and I'll sleep on the sofa." then he came to the sofa.

Ning Huaihuai hasn't packed up yet. He just spread a blanket.

Liu Muran sat down on the sofa, lay down, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Ning Huaihuai looked at his undressed upper body. The vigorous muscles were clearly visible and looked very hard.

This reminds her of Xie Tangfeng. Xie Tangfeng's muscle mass is very hard. She likes to touch it when she sleeps.

Looking at Liu Muran's pieces, her hands are a little itchy. However, she certainly won't do it easily. It's too late to bother. She just fantasizes that he is Xie Tangfeng.

"Get up! You go to the bedroom to sleep. It's cold. I can't afford to catch a cold when you pedal the quilt." Ning Huaihuai said angrily.

"Hoo..." Liu Muran's sound was a little heavier than usual. He didn't answer Ning Huaihuai's words. It seemed that he was asleep.

"Hey! Wake up." Ning Huaihuai really didn't want him to catch a cold. After all, the last person who served him was himself, so he pushed hard.

Liu Muran impatiently opened his eyes and took a look at Ning Huai. His frown suddenly stretched out, "you're unhappy again. Come on, let me hug."

Ning Huaihuai took several steps back in an instant, and his heart jumped with fear. She never thought that Liu Muran would say such tender words to herself.

Is this Liu Muran or the straight man? How can you say that to yourself? It's incredible.

Ning Huaihuai, who had retreated several steps, turned his big eyes and looked at Liu Muran. Between them, he closed his eyes and slept dead again. The snoring is louder this time.

"Damn Liu Muran, you want to scare me to death! I'm really sick. What are you talking about in your sleep." Ning Huaihuai cursed.

Ning Huaihuai thought that he couldn't move. It's better to let him sleep on the sofa. She was afraid that Liu Muran would be frozen, so she went to the bedroom and took out the thick quilt and gently covered Liu Muran.

She looked at Liu Muran and slept steadily. Afraid that he would get rid of the quilt, she got him a quilt corner and tucked in the quilt covering his chest.

Liu Muran felt that someone was covering himself. He grabbed the arm and pulled it close to his arms.

"Ah! Liu Muran, what are you doing?" Ning Huaihuai shouted and struggled.

However, her body has covered Liu Muran's body, only separated by a thick quilt.

When Liu Muran heard someone call his name, he opened his eyes, but the strength of his hand didn't reduce at all. He was still holding her arm.

The moment he opened his eyes, Ning Huaihuai didn't seem to be Ning Huaihuai. He seemed to be his good friend for many years and his relatives.

"Don't move, let me hold it for a while. It's so cold." Liu Muran has never been calm and serious, and his voice is a little hoarse and haggard.

Ning Huaihuai was blindfolded at that time. Don't frighten him with such an indifferent voice. At the same time, she felt her arms tremble slightly.

For a few seconds, of course, she didn't struggle and looked at Liu Muran directly.

But Liu Muran didn't look at her. He had a calm expression and closed his eyes.

Ning Huaihuai reacts and earns, but he earns more and more tightly and is locked between his arms.

Liu Muran held Ning Huai in his arms. He just felt that it was dark. It seemed that there were two people in the world, rotating in the center of the world.

He had no evil thoughts. He felt that the body he held was particularly warm, as if it was warmer than his mother's arms. The cold body is like holding a stove.

"I wish I could hold you all the time." Liu Muran still spoke faintly, very peaceful and seemed to sigh.

Ning Huaihuai has a strange feeling in his heart. It's not disgusting or loving. In short, it's a little strange.

At the moment, Ning Huaihuai saw that he closed his eyes and didn't close them tightly. His expression was very enjoyable, just like a child who was in his mother's arms.

Ning Huaihuai thought of their past, that they were trapped in the elevator, that he was around, that he went to pick himself up and buy things for himself.

Suddenly felt the solid chest under her body, especially a sense of security. For a few seconds, she gave up resistance and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a ferocious look appeared in her mind. The man looked at himself ferociously with a knife in his hand. He is no other than Xie Tangfeng.

Ning Huaihuai suddenly stood up, ran to the bedroom, locked the door, and kept sweating out of his palm.

"What is this? How can I do this? God, how can I do this?" Ning asked himself with pain.