Yan Su put one hand on his waist and continued to grab the sheets and groping for the bed.

"Go and lay the floor, don't come up." Jing Jing stretched out her hand to push him.

But he grabbed her hand and fell down.

It was like quietly pulling him to bed.

Just after taking a shower, both of them smelled exactly like lime, fresh and clean.

Yan Su looked at the person under him and chuckled: "An An is so enthusiastic. I knew you still care about me."

"You're so sentimental, why are you thicker-skinned than the city wall?" Jing Jing pushed him aside and said speechlessly: "Okay, then you can sleep!"

Yan Su looked at her: "Aren't you coming with us?"

Anjing got out of bed and took out a set of mattresses from the cabinet: "Sleeping with you? What a wonderful idea!"

As she spoke, she made a floor mat beside the bed and lay down on it.

Yan Su couldn't bear to see her sleeping on the floor, so he didn't dare to mess around anymore, and immediately said seriously: "An'an, you come up, I'll go down!"

As he said that, he started to move under the bed little by little, holding his waist.

Jing Jing looked at him struggling and blurted out for some reason: "Lie down and I'll beat you up again."

After saying this, she couldn't help but start to reflect on herself, how could she sympathize with the scumbag.

That moment of compassion must have been to help the Buddha gild his body.

Yes, that must be the case!

She criticized herself, but Yan Su was satisfied: "Look, you still say you don't feel sorry for me?"

Quiet:"?"

She irritably pulled up the quilt and covered her head.

Yan Su looked at the small pile of grain on the ground and curled his lips silently.

Because this is the second time Anjing has been in the same room with a man.

As for the first time, of course it was with this dog man.

She felt a little panicked and didn't sleep well.

When she woke up for the second time, she found that she had slept on the bed. She felt a chill on her back and sat up in shock.

The moonlight slowly became brighter in the second half of the night, and its soft and clear halo shone on the bed through the window.

Jing Jing glanced at the man sleeping on the ground.

She had no idea when he carried her to bed.

She didn't know if it was a nightmare, but she could clearly see the man's frowning eyebrows under the moonlight.

She looked at him, unconsciously lost in thought.

Until the man on the ground suddenly stood upright and walked towards the bed like a zombie.

She suddenly tensed up.

She knew it! Doggy men are dishonest and have no good intentions!

Taking a deep breath and holding her breath, she was just waiting for him to kick him down with a whirlwind kick when he dared to touch her.

However, the next second, she heard Yan Su walking to the head of her bed, closing his eyes in the darkness and muttering: "No quilt..."

As he said that, he pushed her down, picked up the quilt, and covered her tightly.

After doing this, he patted her as if to coax her to sleep, then withdrew his hand, walked back to the bed, covered her with a quilt and fell asleep.

The whole process was like a ghost,

Jing Jing was stunned for a long time, until she heard his even breathing, she finally came back to her senses.

So, this person is sleepwalking?

Looking at Yan Su on the ground, her mood suddenly became complicated.


Chapter completed!