C87

LAN LAN is surprised, since went to his office, just feel that there is only cold, a little human feelings are not.

"No, I think it's ok..."

"Intuition tells me you don't really like it here."

"I..." Also want to continue to hide, but looking at the opposite pair of deep eyes, immediately extinguished this idea.

Lying in front of Ling Ji is just like walking a tightrope on a cliff.

"At first, I was not used to it, but later Slowly, I accepted... "

"Why take it slowly?" He Mou color a dark, "do not like how don't tell me, here is also your home, you can also start to transform it."

Her home? It seems that she has never had a complete home of her own.

She had been living in LAN's family before. The days when everything was uncomfortable and she had to observe the face of others seemed to have gone deep into the bone marrow, even though there was a voice in her heart constantly flogging her.

"Well, I see." She answered quietly, but her heart was full of ups and downs.

Ling Ji sees in the eye, did not say.

"Well, I think it's good to have a few pots of flowers on the balcony."

"Ah?" She looked up and looked out of the window.

"What do you think?" He pulled the corner of his mouth and pushed his big hand forward into the soft bed.

"It's good."

For a moment, she felt that the man in front of her seemed to be able to pry into her heart. A few days ago, she did have the idea of buying flowers, but because she took care of his feelings, she did not dare to make any decisions.

In front of him to mention again, really have a kind of all thoughts in front of him can not hide the feeling.

"Sleep." He took the script out of her hand, put it on the bedside table, and helped her turn on the small lamp on the table.

"You, don't stay?" She dropped her head abruptly, and no one knew how much courage she had taken to say it.

"I want to stay." Ling and the corners of his mouth quietly picked and picked, "finally wait until the master's permission here."

Then he got up and walked out the door and held the cashmere blanket on the sofa.

"Where are you used to sleeping?"

She bit her lip and whispered, "all right."

He put the cashmere blanket on the side near the door. After making the bed, he saw that she was staring at the movements in his hands.

"Don't you sleep?"

She did not answer, but turned away and retracted her face into the quilt.

She felt that the bed beside her was falling slowly, and a burst of man's unique woody aroma rushed into her nose. She took a deep breath in silence and turned her face. She was facing his deep and dark eyes, and suddenly she was shocked.

"What?" He said quietly, "so afraid of me?"

She shrunk a small head and shook her head quickly, "No

Words down, and moved toward the bed.

"Don't you hold your breath when you sleep like this?"

"Not bad." She whispered, "used to it."

In those two years in prison, I was scared to sleep at night. Even if I fell asleep, I wrapped myself in the quilt and curled up with a thin body, which seemed to lack a great sense of security.

"I'm next to you. Don't be afraid."

Light light spit out the fragrance of mint toothpaste, around the bedroom air.

He couldn't think of how much torture such a pure and kind girl had suffered.

The information she got from Shuk was only general. It was probably that her life in prison was very hard, and there was no excessive report. Because when he first met her, he didn't want to know so much.

Now I want to know what she's been through.

Why are you used to turning on a light at night? Why are you so afraid of the dark? Why do you like to curl up when you sleep

He wanted to know all these answers.

"That one?" Blue LAN suddenly stretched out his head and looked at the man who was meditating on his face.

"What?" He quickly withdrew his thoughts and looked at her, "are you afraid of me?"

Said, the corner of the mouth light cocked up, "do you want me to tie up my hands and feet?"

"No

She was embarrassed to smile, mood finally relaxed, "is to let you turn off the bedside lamp."

"Oh?" He didn't understand. Didn't she sleep with the lamp on? Is it because he's around?

"Not afraid of me?"

She did not answer, took a pair of mouth corners, again sank into the quilt.

She's afraid he can't sleep with the light on.

Originally there was still some sleepiness, but now I don't know how, how can't sleep.

In the past, she could toss and turn. Now Ling Ji is on one side. She can only keep one movement and her whole body is covered with sweat.

The more like this, I still unconsciously think of that day, ah pressed her under the body, and stroked every part of her body with his fingers, which made it hard to attach.Finally, the sound of breathing in his ears gradually became even. He should be asleep.

She guessed before she dared to show her little head. After a visit around, he heaved out a breath that had been held for a long time.

She stretched her waist and turned over, intending to turn to the other side.

"Not yet asleep?"

Suddenly came out of a silent tone of words, suddenly she was shocked.

"I thought you..."

"It's not the first time. Why are you so nervous?"

A word made her retract the cerebellar pouch.

Yes, they used to sleep in the same bed, but at that time, they had no intimate skin contact with each other. This time it was different. She couldn't help thinking about what happened that day.

God, what's wrong with her?

Blue LAN beat hammer small brain shell, can't understand oneself how always to think should not think of the matter? Since when has her mind become so polluted?

These actions were seen in the eyes of the man on the side, he did not intend to pierce, quietly spit out a word, intended to comfort her, do not want to finally hit her, she wanted to cry without tears.

"People have seven passions and six desires, which is normal."

However, one sentence has many meanings.

First of all, the reason why she couldn't sleep was because of him. And it's about men and women, otherwise she won't feel the heat on his side. Second, he could guess everything she did and thought.

LAN LAN is going crazy, but already let others come here to sleep, can't let him go back to the sofa again.

"Well, can you open the window?" She's really out of breath.

"No. You haven't recovered from your cold. You can't get cold any more

She bowed her head, and there was a gentle stroke in her eyes. In fact, she just had a bad throat. She didn't have a bad cold.

The reason why he asked for leave was just to let her relax. In addition, he knew that there was rain today, and he didn't want her to go to the studio in vain.

She knows all these details.

Thinking of these, the heat and dryness of the whole body has gradually receded, and the breath sound is gradually even.