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Chapter 77(2/2)

Of course, we have to build a big house, otherwise a princess like Cheng Yu might not be able to live there.

Return to the B&B.

There was no private bathroom here, and the weather was cold, so neither of them took a shower. They just wiped their faces and necks with hot water, and Cheng Yu gave him the small bed covered with silk bedspread.

"Then what should you do if you feel uncomfortable sleeping?" The light was turned off, and Xue Youka lay on this small bed that seemed to be less than one meter wide.

"I'm wearing clothes, it's okay." Cheng Yu did feel a little uncomfortable sleeping, not for physical reasons, but for psychological reasons. He lay flat on his back, leaning on the pillow covered with Xue Youka's autumn clothes.

Cheng Yu couldn't sleep.

"Cheng Yu," Xue Youka watched him turn over and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to come over to my place and squeeze in?"

Although he really wanted to, Cheng Yu said: "It's too young."

He was unhappy at the thought of staying here for three nights in a row. Why was the bed so small? He was afraid of squeezing his boyfriend.

"I can give you half of it, or we can change beds." Xue Youka was also afraid of wronging him. It would be better if she could be more shameless during the day and grab a bigger room...

"...No." The two of them were lying on their sides facing each other, their eyes colliding in the dark room.

"But I'm cold." He said softly, fearing to disturb the owner of the B&B in the next room, "Please give me a hug."

Xue Youka, who was lying on the ice during the day to have fun and take photos against the ice, suddenly said this -

In the dark room, a ray of light shined through the gap in Cheng Yu's bed.

The light is flashing.

Cheng Yu felt the room heat up in an instant, like a steamer. He covered his bracelet, sat up, and said: "You have so many things to do."

After saying that, he sat next to his bed and got in as if he was unhappy, but the bed was too small and the two of them could only sleep on their sides. Cheng Yu hugged him and said, "Don't push me down at night."

"No." Xue Youka noticed the light of his bracelet, moved her body with difficulty in the bed, and leaned against his chest to listen, "Is your heart okay?"

...very bad.

"It's because I drank vodka at night."

"Will drinking vodka cause this?" Xue Youka's breath blew on his neck.

Cheng Yu took a deep breath, wanting to control himself, but this was beyond his control. As his heart continued to beat wildly, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

The phone screen lit up, and the light was accompanied by the ringtone of the phone, which was a piece of Paganini.

Cheng Yu endured it in despair for a while, then sat up and answered the phone.

"Mom, won't you sleep at night?"

"What's wrong with your heart rate?"

"I can't practice drums."

Chu Peixin thought the same thing at first and didn't care, but soon she remembered: "In the Siberian wilderness, Cheng Yu, are you banging the iron bucket?"

"Why do you only know how to make phone calls at night when you don't have anything to do of your own? Do you think your son doesn't need to fall in love?" he collapsed.

"I have to confirm your safety...ah, what?" Chu Peixin thought she heard wrongly.

Recently, she received a batch of information about famous ladies and planned to give Cheng Yu a blind date. To be honest, although her son was very good, no one could bear Cheng Yu's temper. She even felt that if she didn't make arrangements, Cheng Yu, who had such a high vision, would be alone.
Chapter completed!
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