Chapter 889

Ji Yunan just followed two steps and was stopped by Shi Sheng, "you go to other rooms to sleep. Anyway, it's all wrapped up. It's a waste not to sleep."

"Shisheng." Ji Yunan can't laugh or cry, "is it difficult to succeed? Do you want me to go back now?"

"Whatever you want."

She pretended to close the door and was stopped by Ji Yunan, "if I retreat, can I live here?"

"Sleep in the aisle."

"I sleep in the living room and don't touch you."

"No way." Shi Sheng's refusal is crisp.

"Then stand here one night."

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

Ji Yunan's hand is holding the door, she can't close it.

Weighing a few seconds, she let go, ignore him, turned into the room.

……

When Sheng came out after taking a bath, Ji Yunan had already laid down on the sofa.

Two seat sofa, he lay on the top, below the knee is suspended, looking at all suffocated uncomfortable.

He is making a phone call, eyebrows deep, did not notice standing in the bedroom door when Sheng.

Low voice in the room slowly spread, comparable to the late night radio professional male anchor, even if it is boring business, but also a kind of enjoyment.

There was no sign of the phone hanging up.

Shi Sheng listened for a few seconds and closed the bedroom door.

After drying her hair, she threw herself into the soft quilt in the posture of releasing herself.

The temperature of the air conditioner is just right and comfortable. She has not closed her eyes to rest since she woke up on the plane in the morning. She was so sleepy that she soon fell asleep.

This sleep, when Sheng sleep very deep, did not dream, but suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

There's no sign.

After sleeping for less than four hours, I was awake and didn't feel sleepy at all.

In the dark, she was staring at the ceiling above her head.

In a few seconds.

She got up from the bed and opened the bedroom door.

The living room is drawing the curtain, reaching out to see five fingers of black, when Sheng's line of sight hasn't looked to the direction of the sofa, smelled in the air, that share of rich can't spread the smoke smell.

That little bit of scarlet, flickering in the dark.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

After smoking too much, Ji Yunan's voice is very hoarse.

With the low sound of "Sha Sha", Ji Yunan has already sat up from the sofa, leaned over and crushed the cigarette into the ashtray on the tea table.

Ji Yunan stands up from the sofa and locks Shi Sheng's figure with burning eyes.

The light is too dim.

When Sheng narrowed his eyes, he could only see a vague figure.

"It's early in the morning. Are you still sleeping?"

She doesn't have a very good tone.

"En," Ji Yunan answered faintly.

When Sheng turned back to the bedroom.

Ji Yunan stares at the door that hasn't been closed. He reacts for a few seconds before he understands her meaning.

He went in.

Two meters three big bed, when Sheng sleep in the side by the window, only occupies a very small place, a turn over can fall down.

Ji Yunan smelled of smoke and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

The man took a bath quickly, but he didn't dry it. He wrapped the towel around his waist and came out with dense water vapor on his body.

When the hair is half dry, the water on the body is almost dry.

He opened the quilt and lay down in it. He reached out and took Shisheng close to the edge of the bed and held it in his arms.

"Ji Yunan..."

"Don't move," the man's warm lips gently brushed her forehead, the breath mixed with mint and tobacco, "let me hold you, I promise to do nothing."

"I believe you have a ghost and don't do anything. Why did you kiss me just now?"

When Sheng cold Chi, tone listen, although not happy, but also did not struggle.

Ji Yunan's deep laughter came from his chest, very magnetic, "it's not called pro, I need to demonstrate, what is pro?"

He turned his head, and the breath had swept her face.

When Sheng hands and feet and push him, "you get out of here for me."

"Don't make noise, sleep," Ji Yunan touched her hair, "I haven't slept for two days and a night, even if I want to do something, I don't have the strength, darling, close my eyes."

Ear, is a man calm breathing sound.

Outside the window, there are tourists who revel all night, mixing with the sound of the waves beating on the beach, passing through the closed window to their ears.

Shi Sheng didn't feel sleepy at first. He held him like this, and gradually he was sleepy.

It's Ji Yunan.

Although he closed his eyes, his brows were locked deeply. He had the woman he liked in his arms, and he was so close to his body. No matter how he could restrain himself, he always felt a little confused.