Chapter 11

Lu also looked back and saw Han Zhiyu frowning with her eyes closed. She didn't know what she was dreaming about. Her eyes even shed tears.

He sat down beside the bed, holding her weak and boneless hand, and stroking her curled eyebrows with the other hand.

Until Han Zhiyu gradually spread his eyebrows and fell asleep.

The next morning, the golden sun fell on the wide bed.

A pair of men and women on the bed slept soundly.

The woman's soft and boneless hand is attached to the man's chest. The man lies on his side, embracing the woman in his arms as a complete protector, and his delicate chin is against the woman's head.

Han Zhiyu opened as like as two peas in the face.

You're not still dreaming, are you? Otherwise, how can you lie in the same bed with Lu?

She put out her hand and touched the face, but her smile froze in an instant.

The warm touch from the palm reminded her that this was the reality. She was so scared that she immediately wanted to take back her hand, but she didn't want her wrist to be held together.

The man frowns, long arm area, two people are next to each other, the body is close to the ground without gap.

A strange and familiar masculinity lingered in her breath.

Han Zhiyu's ears were red and her breathing almost stopped.

However, this ambiguous and tense atmosphere has not been maintained for a second. Han Zhiyu feels that the root of her thigh is against a hot thing, and she beats with her movement.

Han Zhiyu's brain immediately woke up, "ah -"

Lu also rubbed his hair, opened his bleary eyes and saw Han Zhiyu pulling the quilt and staring at him in horror.

Han Zhiyu blushed because of the embarrassing situation just now. She grabbed the pillow and threw it to Lu.

"You You are a rascal

Lu also seized the pillow and looked at the woman's Scarlet face and disorderly hair in front of her. It was so lovely.

But Lu also smiles but does not speak, stares at Han Zhiyu to see the appearance, lets her feel more angry.

"Why are you in my room?"

"Last night, Zhiyu, you held my hand all the time..." So is Lu.

Han Zhiyu was stunned. Did he do something extraordinary last night?

She tried to think about it, but she couldn't think of anything.

Could it be that I asked Lu to stay last night!

"I didn't know you were so active, Zhiyu." Lu also deliberately said it was vague because he really wanted to see Han Zhiyu's reaction.

Han Zhiyu is a bad person. Did he not just let Lu stay last night, but also did something more excessive?

She looked down at herself. It was the same dress she wore last night. It should be OK.

But However, Lu was left with only a small neinei

She

She won't be such a brute. She'll get rid of it, and then

Lu also looked at her face constantly changing, thought it was very interesting, deliberately did not say anything, just got out of bed, bent down to pick up the shirt on the ground.

Under the sun, his white and strong chest is as beautiful as an ancient Greek sculpture, and his whole body is full of temptation.

No matter how conservative Han Zhiyu is, this meeting can't be ignored.

At this time, Lu also suddenly stood in front of Han Zhiyu with a white shirt. A handsome face was about to stick to Han Zhiyu's face.

"It looks like you are thin and weak. I didn't expect that you have a lot of strength. It's a pity to wear this shirt once."

Han Zhiyu's reflexive retreat made it clear that Lu's shirt and buttons were all rotten, which should be caused by tearing.

She didn't drink anything strange last night!

She doesn't have the habit of sleepwalking!

But she doesn't remember anything. Who will explain to her what's going on?

She really lost her face!

Lu is also pressing towards her step by step. Han Zhiyu thinks he wants to do something and says with a little nervousness: "I, I don't know what's going on. Maybe I'm sleepwalking..."

"Oh, it turns out that Zhiyu sleepwalking has the habit of tearing men's clothes, eh?"

Han Zhiyu only felt that the more he explained, the more confused he was. As soon as he saw the landing, he was going to encircle her in his arms. She quickly put her hand over his chest and said, "Lu Mr. Lu, I was wrong last night. I can feel more comfortable whatever you think -- "

Han Zhiyu has no choice but to retreat behind her. Her body is tightly attached to the wardrobe, and her hands are neatly attached to it, but her eyes are looking away, and she does not dare to look at Lu Yiran.

The corner of the man's mouth curved, with a smile, face constantly close, whispering in her ear, low voice with bewitching, "really - anything? WellAs soon as the cold and moist lips open and close, Han Zhiyu looks back like she was electrocuted and just rubs the man's lips.

The man's eyes color deep, like the boundless night, people can't help but want to indulge in it.

Two people's posture is particularly ambiguous, Han Zhiyu bit the lip, hard gas mouth, "in addition to can't let you take advantage of also go back..."

The sound, like a mosquito, fell in a man's ear, like a feather brushing back and forth on the tip of his heart.

"You think I'm taking advantage of you?" Lu also reaches for Han Zhiyu's chin and rubs his index finger gently. His voice is joyful.

Han Zhiyu wants to resist, but Lu is also blocked in front of her. She can't move at all.

"Well behaved, don't move, move again, I can't help taking advantage of you."

Han Zhiyu's body was stiff and his face was red.

The room was so quiet that she could hear Lu's heart beating.

I don't know why, she was a little nostalgic for such warmth, unconsciously want to indulge.

Lu also saw that she did not move, lowered her head, but saw that she gently leaned on her chest, her white and flawless skin showed a thin pink, her lips slightly opened, and she was very quiet.

He couldn't help reaching out and encircling her in his arms.

Just then, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Zhiyu Zhiyu