A house with two bedrooms and two bedrooms.

Zhou Hua bought it two years ago because he wanted to have a place to live.

Now, put the little girl in his arms on the bed, his heart suddenly rose a wonderful mood.

It's here. It's not a cold house anymore. It belongs to the two of them.

Home.

The word may have been a little strange to him. His relatives left one by one, and he was gradually used to eating alone, watching TV alone and going in and out alone.

Through eating and drinking in Xiaoran's place these days, he suddenly felt that he had come back from his childhood.

Some people accompanied him to talk and laugh, and cooking, which seemed to him to be the most boring thing, began to have fun.

Every time looking at her busy figure in the kitchen, he felt that he was happy and had not been abandoned by the world.

Now he was more excited to see her sleeping.

It's the first time to see her so close.

Her white round face is red after being drunk. Her long eyelashes are more like Barbie dolls. With her high nose and small lips like cherries, she arouses the desire of protection in men's hearts.

"Well, brother Zhou, let's keep drinking."

Just as Zhou Hua was watching, the little girl who was lying on the bed suddenly opened her mouth and made a vague voice, which means to continue drinking.

Zhou Hua is about to wake up. She stands up immediately with her close body, which is far away from her.

Pretending to be calm and steady, he stood like a sculpture for a long time and found that she was just drunk and hazy talking nonsense. Then he took a light breath, leaned down slightly and helped her cover the quilt carefully.

He helped her to cover the quilt with a light gesture, afraid to wake her up.

But who could have thought that he gently picked up a corner of the quilt, and she just turned over with a big stab and just put him in his arms holding the arm of the quilt corner.

That is to say, Xiao ran, who was drunk and rubbed his arm in his arms, [content revision]... Br >

Zhou Hua was embarrassed and quickly kept his eyes away, but even then, his body temperature was inexplicably on the rise, and even with his well controlled heart, he jumped with the thump.

"Don't think, don't think." He swallowed his throat severely. He meditated again and again in his heart, trying to lower his temperature and restless thoughts in such a way as not to be seen as a gift.

After a few minutes of psychological struggle, it was not easy to calm down the mood, and was hooked up by her unconscious action.

Zhou Hua closed his eyes slightly. He was very suffering. He tried to pull his arm out of her arms carefully and cautiously.

"Well, don't rob my pillow."

just after a little twitch, the people in the bed groaned, with a discontent expression that disturbed my dream.

Zhou Hua was made to laugh and cry, so this silly girl took his arm as her pillow?

Gently lean over, he took a free pillow from the bed, took out his arm, while the pillow into her arms.

Only to see her Dudu mouth bahaw twice, baby face in pillow rub rub rub rub, continue comfortable sleep.

Zhou Hua looks at it quietly, with a faint smile on her gentle face.