"Not hungry in the middle of the night?"

Hungry, starving to death!

However, seeing the taste of not eating is worse than being hungry!

Lu Chengli's eyebrows jump wildly, breathing deeply and holding one hand on the window. Looking back, Ling Xiaoyou is standing at the table and looking at himself. For a moment, he can't help pausing.

He also came out after taking a bath. His body was just a simple I-shaped vest and shorts. The simple and soft cloth could not hide his body's reaction. He stood there and didn't know how to lift his feet and turn out.

Seeing that he didn't move, Ling Xiaoyou supported her chin with one hand and asked, "what's the matter? Leg pain? Can't go down? "

He shook his head in silence, and suddenly said, "you must close the curtains when you go to bed!"

She was stunned for a moment, and said that today's curtain was not opened by you?

But Ling Xiaoyou didn't say anything. She nodded and answered. It was the same in Edinburgh. Every night, he would seal the curtains at home.

"I'm going." He said, looking at her.

Ling Xiaoyou nodded again. Her smooth legs overlapped and shook gently under the table. "OK, be careful. Go back to bed early."

Lu Chengli was originally trying. If Ling Xiaoyou hesitated, he could excuse to stay for a while, but now he had to leave.

"Good night."

With that, Ling Xiaoyou stepped out of the room in a less embarrassing position. Ling Xiaoyou looked at his awkward movement and didn't laugh until the window was closed outside.

In the past, only Lu Chengli was indulgent and never wronged himself. Who would have thought that one day he would be willing to endure it?

Listening to the smile coming from her room, the man's eyebrows jumped wildly again. Now, no matter how dull he was, he knew that she was intentional tonight. However, the pain below seemed to explode, so he had to go back first.

Ling Xiaoyou finished the rest of the noodles, just about to wash, the mobile phone at the head of the bed suddenly rang.

She took out a look, it is Lu Chengli's phone.

"You just got home?" It's only 100 meters in total. How long has it been?

"Who is to blame for taking so long to get home?" The man's voice is a little depressive and low, and the ears of those who listen to it are numb.

Ling Xiaoyou holds the hand of mobile phone to quiver gently, be seen through also don't know what to say again.

"Is there a book by the bed?"

"Ah? Yes, there is one hundred years of solitude. What's the matter? "

"Read it to me!"

Ling Xiaoyou feels a little strange. Why does this man have to listen to bedtime stories? He was only one door away from Edinburgh before, and I didn't see him like this.

Well, for the sake of climbing the window to give him noodles today.

Ling Xiaoyou lies on the bed, puts her mobile phone on her hand and opens the book of one hundred years of solitude. The soft voice of the woman slowly begins to read: "many years later, when Colonel Aureliano stands in front of the firing squad, he will think of the distant afternoon when his father took him to visit the ice cube..."

Ling Xiaoyou's room and Lu Chengli's room are left with only Ling Xiaoyou's voice. After reading for a while, Ling Xiaoyou didn't hear Lu Chengli's voice. She couldn't help asking, "haven't you read it yourself?"

No one answered, only a thick gasp could be heard.

Ling Xiaoyou was stunned. Somehow, the voice suddenly seemed to be magnified infinitely in her ear, and then magnified

She suddenly realized what he was doing, "Lu Chengli!"

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