Chapter 1335

Song Heng lowered his eyes and looked down at his wet slippers.

Of course he knows, but he's used to taking a pill every time he can't sleep. Otherwise, he would stay up all night, and the next morning, when he had a splitting headache, he would be the most unable to control his mood.

Su Kui saw his idea, came over and gently held his hand. "Can't you sleep?"

Song Heng nodded. There was no reason. With her, he seldom fell ill, and his mind was peaceful. This makes Song Heng involuntarily rely on her and want to get close to her.

"You can't take any medicine!" Su Kui took the medicine bottle from his hand and put it back to its original place. "If you can, I hope you can give up these medicines. If you can not take them, you'd better not take them, OK?"

Song Heng looks at her worried eyes, purses her lips and nods slowly.

OK, No.

What she said is what she said.

The only sunshine, Song Heng seized, do not want to let go.

"I'll sleep with you. Don't be afraid, eh?"

Sukui took his hand and slowly took the man back.

Accompany, accompany him to sleep?!

Song Heng's pupil slightly enlarges behind Su Kui. What's to sleep with him? Even though he seldom goes out, he is not a fool. As a child, he knows that men and women can't sleep together without any relationship.

But -

he looked at the appearance of a woman wearing a white nightdress, her long hair hanging lazily on her shoulders, and her heart moved.

He wanted to, together with her -

-

Su Kui felt that he was taking care of Song Heng as if he were taking care of his own children. Hold in the hand afraid of falling, including in the mouth afraid of melting, but also so.

Song Heng lies in the inner side. He sleeps regularly, lying on his back, with his hands folded on his stomach, in a straight and upright position.

Su Kui's laugh and cry were all different. "Do you sleep well?"

Song Heng nodded slowly, smelling the light fragrance on her body, how to sleep, all comfortable.

There was only a small wall lamp in the bedroom. In the dim light, Su Kui held up her cheek with one hand, and yawned with her lips covered. The water was lingering in her eyes.

"Sleep." She turned off the light and slapped him gently with one hand.

If there is a whisper like nothing, I don't know what song she is singing. I only know that it is low and soft, like the spring breeze blowing on my face. It's very comfortable.

Song Heng had a good sleep. Even with the medicine, he didn't sleep so hard. Moreover, every time I wake up after eating the medicine, my head must hurt even more, almost exploding.

That unbearable pain, let him only through violent means, to vent.

When Song Heng woke up, the woman was still sleeping. He turned over carefully, lay on the bed, and stared at her sleeping face.

When she was sleeping, she was a little childish. She looked younger than her age. Her pink lips were slightly open, her breath was slight, and a wisp of curly hair fell on her cheek.

She seemed to be itching. Her eyelashes moved. Song Heng thought for a moment. In the next moment, before he could react, she had already plucked the curly hair off her cheek.

Then, continue to watch her sleeping face.

The warm sunshine can't penetrate the heavy curtains. The delicate pale face of the youth is half buried in the pillow. The beautiful peach blossom looks at the woman on the side of the body without blinking. A smile on the corner of the lips can be called a quiet smile.

-Recently, Su Kui found that Song Heng's medicine is almost the same as the one he quit, but he seems to be infatuated with another thing.