Chapter 60

Late is his girlfriend. It's well known that they dare to attack her?

Since he doesn't want to live, he'll be a good man!

I don't know what riddles they are playing.

"You have a good rest. I'll see you off in the morning." Wen Mo stood up and slowly added, "what I said to you just now, you can treat it as if you have never heard of it. Don't care."

Late do not know what to say, can only nod, "good."

Wen Mo's calm face cracked slightly when he turned around, and there was a trace of boredom and frustration in his disappointment.

After watching his back leave, Chi Wan leans on the head of the bed and looks at the delicate snow-white ceiling.

In my mind, I passed the face of the man who was dying, and flashed the picture of Wenmo fighting with those people.

Until the end of the day, it was the same as when he said something similar to a confession.

My heart is a little confused.

Even if the woman does not show any respect for her, she is not willing to be attracted by her.

She really doesn't like Wenmo.

It's not disgusting, it doesn't mean she likes it. She knows the reality.

Late tired, change pajamas, get into bed, want to sleep for a while.

The thin quilt and soft pillow also have the familiar smell of his body.

Unconsciously, she closed her heavy eyelids and had a dream.

One spring dream.

And it happened to her and Wen Mo!

"Ah

Later, I woke up with a low cry of fright. I didn't feel sleepy any more. I patted my flushed face and felt that it was too hot.

She lifted the quilt to get a glass of water.

Out of the master bedroom, there was no one outside, and the corridor was quiet and dark.

She walked on the cold floor with her beautiful bare feet, making no sound.

Passing by a half open door, she saw the faint light inside, and realized that it was the guest room.

She has occupied Wenmo's territory. Is it a clamour?

Later, he was a little embarrassed, thinking that where he was, the maids would take good care of him. It should be no problem for him to sneak in and borrow a glass of water.

Because In fact, she was a little bit afraid of the dark.

Do a good job of psychological construction, she carefully pushed the door and walked in.

There is a desk lamp on the desk, and the whole space is filled with faint yellow warm light. Wen Mo is lying on the big bed of off white, with his eyes closed, as if he is asleep.

What a picture of beauty sleeping in spring.

His sleeping posture is very standard, with one hand between the abdomen and the other hand on the bed at will. The milky white sheet covers the part below the waist and abdomen.

He was wearing a loose brown blouse on his upper body, under which the sexy and delicate clavicle could be seen.

Sleep of Wen Mo, because closed eyes, less can't blaspheme of cold, a bit more popular.

Thick long eyebrows, pretty nose, and finally fell on the thin lips.

Dream fragments suddenly come to mind, late face swish a red, feel crazy!

She's here to borrow water, not to peep at people's sleeping face!

With her impure mind, she leaned to the bedside, took the brand-new glass on the head cabinet, poured a cup of warm water and poured it down.

Press down the dry mouth, linger on the beautiful face for two seconds, turn around and lift your feet, ready to leave quietly.