Chapter 41

Summer seven think of here, can't help shaking his head, a smile, ran into Tao Mingxuan's fright is now replaced by the warmth.

When she finished her bath, put on her pajamas and came to Feng Xun's room, she could not help but open her arms and threw the whole person on the bed, sighing with comfort.

Sure enough, this bed is different, even the hotel bed is not as comfortable as this one!

She closed her eyes and rolled several times on the bed. She accidentally rolled to the side and stabilized her figure. When she opened her eyes, she just saw a white medicine bottle on the bedside table.

Curiously, she took a look at the medicine bottle. There was no sign on it, as if the label had been torn off.

But since this bottle of medicine is put on Feng Xun's bedside table, it can only be Feng Xun's. is it hard to say, does he really have some secret disease?

But Feng Xun's body looks very strong, and she can't see any problem at all... Even if he really has some secret disease, she shouldn't ask, so as not to expose people's scars!

On the seventh day of the summer, he put down his doubts and soon fell into a deep sleep wrapped in a quilt. He felt a warm attack and subconsciously rolled towards the heat source.

Looking at the woman who automatically rolls into her arms in her deep sleep, Feng Xun can't help but slightly hook her lips. He simply adjusts a posture and takes her into his arms.

Smelling the faint fragrance from her hair and hearing her even breathing, Feng Xun only felt that his heart was calm as never before. The hard feeling at night disappeared again, and the rare tiredness came up. He could not help but slowly close his eyes.

"Ah -" early the next morning, Feng Xun was awakened by a scream on the seventh day of the summer.

"What's your name?" Feng Xun frowned and opened his mouth in a low voice. His low voice was still hoarse, which sounded like a different kind of temptation.

However, at the moment, the seventh day of summer has no intention to appreciate his magnetic voice, staring at him: "Why are you... And I in the same bed?"

"Don't you want to sleep in my bed?" Feng Xun asked.

"I..." at the beginning of summer, I was silent for a moment and then retorted, "but you gave me your bed. How can you come to rob me of it again without your word?"

Feng Xun got up and leaned on the head of the bed. He said slowly, "I do promise you to sleep in this bed, but it doesn't mean that... This bed belongs to you alone!"

When he said this, he hesitated and jokingly asked, "or do you think that as the owner of this house, I am going to sleep in the guest room?"

In the early summer, Qi Jie said: "you are playing word games with me. Feng Xun, I think you have a bad intention!"

Feng Xun, who was going to get up and get out of bed, simply turned over and put her under her body. In order to avoid her fist waving dishonestly, she clamped her hands tightly together. She looked down at the depth of her eyes and asked with a smile: "what you said is not good, is that so?"

In the seventh day of the summer, he could not struggle. One foot wanted to kick him away, but was pressed down by his leg. He could only stare at him, trying to get away from his grip.

"Don't move, you should know that the man in the morning can't be provoked..." Feng Xun's eyes darkened and said in a low voice. His voice was a little muted.

The seventh day of the summer, of course, understood what he was saying. He was so scared that he did not dare to struggle.