1107 Sleeping with the young (6)
Youyou had already gone to the bed to lie down. She was not wearing pajamas and was still wrapped in a small bath towel. After lying on the bed, she pulled the blanket up and covered half of her face with the small blanket, only revealing a pair of shy and pure eyes.
His heart was beating like a deer, like a drum, like thunder.
She was both nervous and looking forward to what might happen later.
Would something really happen between her and brother junhang?
Wasn’t it a little too fast? at least, he had to return to his home in the base. No, no, brother junhang was so slow to heat up. If she missed it this time, she didn’t know how long it would take for the next time.
Not long after, Jun hang came out.
But this time, Youyou glanced over and almost had a nosebleed.
He had really scared her.
Brother junhang was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a loose bathrobe. His chest was like a Jade, and his exposed collarbones were very attractive.
Her skin was fair and clean, and her black hair was a little damp. That noble and otherworldly face after the bath, accompanied by a temperament as cold as the moonlight, simply made people dumbfounded.
Jun hang noticed her small movements and the corners of his lips seemed to move slightly.
brother junhang, Zhenzhen, don’t sit up. Lie down and rest. You must be tired from the journey. It’s important to rest early.
As Youyou spoke, its eyes kept peeking at his chest, as if it couldn’t wait to pounce on him.
Jun hang still didn’t refuse. He turned to the side and turned off the bedside lamp.
In an instant, the room darkened. Although it wasn’t to the extent that he couldn’t see anything, the darkness seemed to release all the emotions and impulses that had been suppressed in his heart.
The atmosphere changed in an instant.
as soon as jun hang laid down, youyou leaned on him restlessly and mumbled, ” brother junhang, brother junhang, hug me. hug my ran ran. ”
she was like a naughty child, afraid that he wouldn’t take the initiative after she lay down, so even if her face was red, she kept rubbing against him.
Yes, until she finally got into his arms, her head leaning on his chest, and her hands tightly wrapped around his waist.
“Youyou Yingluo”
Jun hang seemed to be unable to resist this little thing who took the initiative to stick to him. He called her name softly, then with a faint sigh, his big hands gently held her small body.