Chapter 722

Not angry glared at Li Muran one eye, think of their own moment of weakness, she regretted.

Now facing the embarrassing situation of sharing a room with someone, doesn't it mean that she can't sleep well tonight?

One side is sad, but the other side is secretly happy. Anyway, since Xing Rushi is willing to take him in, can he think that she still has more affection for him?

Even if she is always indifferent to him, but the feelings can not be completely eliminated by hiding.

Although she said she wanted to find clothes for Li Muran, it was obvious that she didn't have them. So all she can do is rummage through the closet and, if she's lucky, she may find one left by her former owner.

After working hard for half an hour, I was lucky to find a set of pajamas. Xing Rushi pursed her lips, but she couldn't hide her smile.

"You're lucky. I'll take a bath and put it on later."

She tried her best to suppress the smile in her throat. She said and threw a colorful pajama pants in front of Li Muran, and then turned around and left without looking back.

The eye and peacock have no difference in the flowery material pretty clothes, Li Muran immediately whole face black heavy half.

Without even thinking about it, he threw the clothes under the bed.

Probably because I had to live together, the estrangement between them was much lighter. Although she was not satisfied with the arrangement, at least she didn't feel too hostile. She could get along well.

At seven or eight o'clock, Li Muran is still in his casual clothes after washing, watching TV, eating fruit, leisurely as in his own home.

The bathroom door suddenly made a sound of opening and closing. A small white foot stretched out from the door, and the front end of the toe was hooked with a woollen indoor slipper.

Xing Rushi was wearing a large pajamas, revealing two slender straight white legs. The water vapor in the door floated toward the outside for a while, and then gradually dissipated.

When Li Muran noticed, she just twisted her long wet hair to one side and kneaded it carefully and carefully.

Looking at her slowly approaching figure, he pretended he didn't know, turned to watch the TV screen, but his whole mind still stayed on the bath towel.

Xing Rushi put a hand in front of her lips and said with a smile, "do you really want to sleep in this suit? What are you going to wear tomorrow? "

"If you don't like the pattern of that flower, would you like to borrow one of mine?" She knew that he had never wronged himself so much, and she could not help joking.

Knowing being teased, Li Muran called her name in a cold voice.

"Xing Rushi!" She was in a good mood with a tone of exasperation.

A toothpick went into the fruit tray, which was the fruit she prepared for herself before taking a bath. Unfortunately, there is not much left to eat now.

She rubbed her long hair which had not been dried, but her eyes were always on the fruit plate. Li Muran naturally showed her fork and patted him on the wrist.

"If you want to cut it yourself, don't touch mine!" With that, he pulled the plate in his own direction, childish.

Ha ha, a smile, Li Muran did not care about her behavior. Think of the body to get a plate, but somehow hit him not far from Xing Rushi.

Just as her heel hit the back of the table, she stumbled forward.

One by one accident constitutes an inevitable accident.

Xing Rushi only felt that her body suddenly sank, and then hit her nose directly. The sour pain made her tears come up cleanly.

Blurred tears, but on a pair of dark eyes, the bottom of the eyes is too deep, can only see a boundless ocean.

The man's eyelashes trembled, which made Xing Rushi get up in a hurry, but didn't want to slip under his feet and fell on the man again.

Was pressed twice in a row, Li Muran has no other expression in addition to speechless.

Although it's good to throw oneself in the arms, no matter how light the weight is, it will make him feel painful after all.

"You You... "

He wanted her to get up, but because he saw the pink lips and the softness in front of his chest, his lower abdomen suddenly tightened.

"Don't you plan to get up yet?" There was an uncontrollable forbearance in his voice.

Because of clinging to his body, Xing Rushi's small face suddenly turned red. He got up from him with all his hands and feet. He didn't care about the fruit dish TV any more. He dropped a sentence and went to sleep first and then ran away.

Li Muran's body was stiff, looked at someone who ran away, but couldn't laugh or cry.

Slowly up, but sitting on the sofa, thinking about the feeling just now, shaking his head.