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Luo Han held her foot. "Little girl, don't worry, I definitely won't touch you again. Your guest room must be dirty since no one has been here for so long, so I'm going to sleep here. You continue to play your game, I'll sleep my sleep, OK."

"No, my bed is for my future husband to sleep in. If you want to be my husband and you're not afraid of me pestering you, just lie down and avoid it!" Bai Chu Xia threatened him.

"Hehe, little girl, leave this little trick to scare an 18 year old little brother, I'm going to sleep!" Luo Han laid down on his back, crossing his arms in front of him and closing his eyes.

Bai Chu Xia used two fingers to pry open his eyes, then slapped him with her palm, turning him into a sandbag and beating him up into a convex shape. A despicable, shameless, vulgar, lowly bastard!

He was exhausted, but all of these were fantasy versions. In reality, he was unharmed as he lay there asleep, breathing steadily, his face calm and serene, no longer overbearing like when he was awake. He had an extra sense of tranquility, his nose was high, his lips were as red and full as lipstick, his well-defined handsome face was filled with masculinity, his slanted eyebrows were black and thick.

She shook her head, quickly averted her eyes, picked up the laptop, and continued to play the game, trying to divert her attention away from him. She could no longer be bewitched by him, and it seemed that once she opened her heart, it would be difficult for her to shut down. In the end, even Mario turned into Luo Han picking mushrooms to eat.

Ah — crazy, crazy. Throwing away the computer, she crumpled her hair into a chicken's nest and lay on her side on the bed, his perfect profile in sight again.

In the serenity of his heart, his heart was pounding as he slowly turned around. A voice told Bai Chu Xia, but he couldn't move his body. It was like someone had tapped his acupoints.

She could not control the throbbing of her heart, so she closed her eyes as if fleeing for her life.

His heart quieted down bit by bit. He was so calm that he seemed to be riding on the clouds and flying slowly towards an unknown dream.

The sunlight outside the window quietly moved to the west, and the room was quiet except for the two of them breathing evenly. She hugged his waist, lying on his shoulder, her head against his head, her mouth against his face.

5 PM.

Ji Ye Che drove back and saw the sports car parked in front of his house. He frowned.

After entering the house, Mother Rong came out. "Young Master, you're back!"

"En!" Ji Ye Che gently smiled and naturally asked, "Where is Young Master Luo?"

"Oh, it's in Second Miss's room."

"I got it. Go back and busy yourself with your work." He stepped towards the stairs, put his finger to his throat and undid the top button.

He knocked on the door and pushed it open. Luo Han and Bai Chu Xia were sleeping together, but both of them stopped breathing. His eyes were frozen.

Luo Han opened his eyes in a daze, wondering why his face was so wet. He turned his head to look at Chu Xia, who was sleeping soundly, and felt his brain explode. He pushed her away and sat up, wiping his face with his hand.

"Bai Chu Xia, you disgusting little girl, your saliva is all on my face!" Luo Han was about to collapse. In the blink of an eye, he saw Ji Ye Che standing at the door.

"What?" Bai Chu Xia stretched and sat up in a daze.