At three o'clock in the morning, everything was quiet, the moonlight was dim and the stars were sparse. The whole earth fell asleep, but Kangxi didn't feel sleepy at all. For a mouse who fell into a rice bowl, sleeping was a luxury.
He is the mouse, and his home is the rice bowl.
Unfortunately, the rice in the VAT can't be "eaten" for the time being. At most, it will smell.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep, but the bed under him was like a nail, which made him turn over and over, and finally he could only sit up.
Wishful thinking is the best choice at this time, because it is easy to cause unnecessary impulses. The more so, the more uncontrollable imagination in the brain... What does it look like when you sleep?
Suddenly, thinking of her pink and white waist and flat abdomen without any fat, a warm current rushed into her body and rushed straight to the forehead. When he came back, he had climbed out of bed with both hands and feet.
He told himself that although the weather was warm now, it was very cold at night. As a thank you for staying, he wanted to make sure that her quilt was well covered. Women could not stand the cold.
High sounding reasons and more and more clear illusions in his mind became the most effective driving force, prompting him to leave the house.
There was some darkness in the hall. He didn't find the right direction for a moment, but a light came out quietly from the gap under the door of the study.
He frowned and doubted. He looked at the master bedroom. The door was open unprepared. It was not a careless style.
What is she doing in the study so late?
He went to the door of the study and listened for a while. It was very quiet, but occasionally he could hear Hu Hu's self talk.
"The first death was 50 years old, male, vice president of Kunhua University. The cause of death was genital mutilation and excessive blood loss. The second death was 48 years old, male, Professor of Chemistry Department of Chenguang University. The cause of death was hydrochloric acid corrosion. The third death was 48 years old, male, Professor of Photography Department of Yuying Communication University
Although her voice was soft and sweet, Kangxi was still shocked by the cause of the death of the first dead man. This way of death, as long as a man heard it, would not feel good.
Jing Sa's sentence "there is no abnormal, only more abnormal", he suddenly felt the same.
But no matter how abnormal they are, they can't help sleeping. They are still working in the middle of the night.
Should he praise her for her dedication? Or kick the door and talk to her about the importance of sleep? He chose the latter decisively, but the rude behavior of kicking the door didn't conform to his rules.
He curled his fingers and tapped on the door of his study.
"Dong Dong!" In the silent night, the sound of the sound is particularly clear. The sleeping glutinous rice and sesame in the corner are woken up. In the dark, four flashing green eyes are facing him. They make a gesture and think about it.
Kangxi hissed, two big dogs nest back, spit out big tongue, didn't come over noisy, continue to quiet nest on the mat.
After a while, there came a reply: "come. In!"
He picked pick eyebrow, how also speak English, also did not think much, homeopathy opened the door.
In the study, the light is bright and soft. She sits cross legged on the ground, wearing an oversized T-shirt with a large and skewed collar, revealing her white right shoulder. Under the T-shirt is a pair of sports shorts. Because she sits cross legged, she only shows a pair of lovely and beautiful feet. Even if she is loose, the curve of her body can still make men excited.
Under the light, her face looks very moist, which makes him feel the impulse to touch. At this time, her small face is wearing a pair of black glasses with horsetail on the back of her head, just like a pure college student.