Chapter 2095: 2146 It's better to die than to live 1

Chapter 2095 2146 It's better to die than to live 1

The next day, before Nan Shengqing went to work, she secretly ran to Lonely Shan’s room and ripped off the warm treasure stickers on his body. She found that the blanket was warm, and the warm treasure stickers must be useful. She tore a few more clothes that were attached to him. I was burying my head close to her, and one hand suddenly pressed her movement.

Her heart throbbed, and she raised her head subconsciously, breathing tightly.

How excited he was last night, how nervous he is now, for fear that he will wake up and remember what happened last night, and settle accounts with her after autumn.

Lonely Shan raised his eyelids lazily, as if he was awake, the enchanting pupils showed harmless colors, and he glanced at her sleepily, muttering, dumbly: "What are you doing?"

Dawn slipped in from the window and shone on the fluffy and warm silk quilt. A few strands fell on Nan Shengqing's face, printing her delicate pink face.

Nan Sheng was a little embarrassed and wanted to withdraw his hand.

The voice was very guilty: "Mr. Lonely... you let go... let me go..."

No one answered.

She was ready for a certain man to scream, but Lonely Shan just glanced at her dissatisfiedly, then let go of her hand, turned over and continued to fall asleep, obviously she may not have really woke up just now. .

Nan Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and even crawled out of his bedroom. Damn, he was scared of a heart attack.

However, haha, he didn't scream, and he didn't have a flimsy rage, a good sign, a good sign.

Nan Sheng hummed a little song and got into the car, and saw Wu Yi's sweet smile: "Brother Wu Yi, morning, you are so handsome today."

"Really? I'm not handsome at all times?"

"Today is so handsome!" In a good mood, everything looks beautiful!

Wu Yi could see that she was in a very good mood. She smiled and did not answer the conversation. She concentrated on driving. He drove from [Stranded Time] to the downstairs of the building where "Sheng Shi Nian Hua" was located. He did not pay special attention, but he also captured some details. The girl snickered along the way, not knowing how many times, as if honey was flowing from the corner of her mouth.

What is it worth her so sweet?

[Mr. Solitude, the sober tea is in the heat preservation pot, the breakfast is in the rice cooker, and the warm treasure is posted on the table in the living room. ]

Lonely Shan stood in front of the refrigerator with his messy broken hair, looking at the words on the post-it note, mechanically looking for sober tea in the heat preservation pot.

He had some headaches and brain swelling, and drinking sober tea did not relieve him in time. He took another bowl of millet porridge and sat in the living room to chew and drink slowly, without noticing anything unusual.

Except for a few more warm babies.

This thing seemed to work well. When I woke up in the morning, the bed was hot and my body was not as cold as usual.

Lonely Shan walked slowly towards the back mountain, climbed up the steps, and scattered his dizzy head.

He walked into the courtyard of the ancient temple and stood under the ancient ginkgo trees, a little emptiness, his eyes narrowed slightly, overlooking the city scenery.

Tuantuan jumped onto the ginkgo tree, combed his hair, did not disturb him.

Tuantuan has become accustomed to a lonely and benevolent life. He has to go to the mountains almost every day, listen to the ethereal Sanskrit sounds, look at the green trees and red flowers, and point a soothing Buddha incense, slowly inserting it in the Buddha In the censer in front of the hall, he bowed deeply.

It's like doing morning class.

Then he walked out again, stood in the courtyard and looked at the old house under the mountain. He beckoned to Tuantuan, observing the old house, out of curiosity. In fact, he also wanted to know how Tuantuan this little thing traveled freely. Between and 17 years, where can they get mixed up?

(End of this chapter)