A familiar man's handsome face was above her, and his face was full of disgust and disgust. She was exactly 160 years tall and weighed less than 90 years. For a basketball player, carrying her in both hands was as relaxed as an ordinary person carrying a chicken.

"blue……"

Yan Zao looked at Lan Mu with horror. He opened his mouth and was about to do something when Lan Mu threw it on the other side of the bed like garbage.

Her small body flicked on the bed, proving that the bed was very elastic.

Then Lan Mu bent down, sat down, turned off the dim night light, lay down, pulled the quilt, and closed his eyes.

It was the same as if Yan had never existed throughout the whole process.

Yan Zao was sleeping soundly, but she was so troubled that she lost her sleep. In the dark room, all she could see was the outline of the object and... the man's facial contour.

His high nose bridge, thick eyelashes, and even his breathing were all within reach.

She couldn't help but raise her hand, slowly stretched over, and held her breathing involuntarily.

Heartbeats like thunder.

The man who thought he was asleep suddenly moved his lips, "What are you doing?"

Yan Zao was so scared that his hands shook and hung on the man's face. Before he could react, the man suddenly turned his head, with deep eyes in the dark, sharp and cold.

It is particularly brightly set against the night.

"I..." Yan Zao's eyes rolled and he said nothing, "I want to see if you still breathe."

He withdrew his hand guiltily and stuffed it into the quilt.

This guy was obviously not asleep yet, so why did he just closed his eyes and remained motionless?

It was like she couldn't sleep, and she was to tossing and turning.

The man turned his head back, facing Yan Zao sideways, and a cold voice sounded, "We have no common property for couples."

There was a bit of sarcasm in his tone.

Yan Zao's eyes darkened, and his energy lowered. He said "Oh", turned around and turned his back to Lan Mu.

"I go to sleep."

Very quiet, sounding a little aggrieved.

The man opened his eyes, looked at the woman who was in bed with him, and frowned.

...

Yan Zao didn't know when she fell asleep, but only remembered that she was very nervous before she fell asleep. She couldn't sleep and didn't dare to toss and turn around, and she kept it in the toilet all night.

When she opened her eyes, her first reaction was to look at the other side. The man was gone. If it weren't for the slightly sunken pillow, she would have doubted whether Lan Mu's return last night was a dream.

Yan Zao lay on his side, with one hand under his face. As soon as he woke up, his face was a little rosy. The man's side face in the darkness in her mind couldn't help but rise.

After many years, she was able to sleep in the same bed as Lan Mu again.

When she was a child, every time she was taken to Lan's house as a guest, Grandpa Lan would let them sleep on the same bed and tell them stories.

Although Lan Mu always disliked him very much, he compromised because he wanted to listen to the story. They fell asleep listening to their grandfather's story. It happened seventeen or eighteen years ago in a flash. At that time, they were just starting to change their teeth.

When he just lost his front teeth, the arrogant young boy Lan Mu would wear a mask when he went out, and he had to save face since he was a child.

The scenes of my childhood were in my mind, just like those of an old movie. The slideshow flashed one by one, and the ringtone of my cell phone suddenly rang, interrupting her thoughts.

She crawled to the side where Lan Mu was sleeping, touched her cell phone, and called the caller ID, Dai Xinmeng.

The answer was put in my ears, "Wear."

Dai Xinmeng knew that she had just woken up when she heard this, "It's what time it's still time for you to sleep."
Chapter completed!