Chapter 440: Sleeping on the floor
"I don't know that your bed is stronger than mine. ”
Lan Shengxue: "What kind of sin did she create to provoke such a plague god.
"Sheng Xue, you see that my bed is rotten, and now that it is about to get dark, I have to grieve myself, let's squeeze in the same bed. "The joy in Di Yunyan's heart.
"The bed is broken, isn't it? You don't have a place to sleep, right? You want to squeeze a bed, right?" Lan Shengxue's eyes finished the crescent moon, her smile was not bright, and her tone was soft, completely the color of gentleness like water that Di Yunyan had not seen before.
Di Yun Yan was a little uncomfortable, it was the first time he had seen such a gentle Lan Shengxue
"yes, what do you think?"
"It's not good, no way!" Lan Shengxue's words changed, and her tone was cold and cold, "The floor is so big, you can sleep casually." With that, she turned and went out.
Di Yun smacked his tongue behind him, "Sheng Xue, you don't care about me, can you bear to let me sleep on the floor?"
After dinner, Lan Shengxue took off her shoes and prepared to sleep.
Di Yunyan picked up her shoes, and put a thick cotton cushion on the heel, "Are you tired?" This kind of shoe should be uncomfortable to wear.
Lan Shengxue didn't speak, and got into the bed.
Di Yunyan took off his makeup, took off his skirt, and felt a lot more comfortable, and the red hairpin on his head made him wear it for a day, and he felt that his head was dizzy when he walked, and he was very unaccustomed to it.
Tilting her head and glancing at Lan Shengxue, under the moonlight, her face was still as always, slightly dark, and the word 'beauty' did not match at all.
When he remembered that day when he touched the film on her face in the rain, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "No, this woman obviously didn't have a disguise, but what was that film? What was hidden after the film was removed?"
In fact, she doesn't look so bad-looking, but she is darker than ordinary people, and her skin is a little rougher, she said, in the past ten years, she rarely washes her face, so that some dirt enters the pores of her skin, making her look a little dirty and messy, just like a little girl from a refugee camp.
The wind at night is a little cool, the candle flame is faint, and the breeze is dizzy.
In the dead of night, a slightly mournful voice came, "Sheng Xue, have you slept?"
"Slept. The muffled voice was obviously coming from the bed.
Di Yun lay on the ground, leaned sideways, and looked at Lan Shengxue on the bed, he was doing it himself, Shengxue, this woman really didn't eat this, knowing that he didn't have a bed to sleep in, and he didn't know that he felt sorry for himself, so it was okay to squeeze a bed
"You can talk to me when you're asleep, Sheng Xue, it seems that you also have me in your sleep. He smiled wickedly.
Lan Shengxue's eyes covered in the quilt and opened them, how could this Emperor Yunyan be exactly like two people when he was a high priest?
At that time, it was cold, and now it is full of scheming, how do you look at it, how do you feel that this change is a bit big.
"Sheng Xue, are you cold? I'm a little cold. ”
Lan Shengxue gritted her teeth secretly, cold? You have such a strong strength, sleep on the floor, you say it's cold? Who believes it!
"Holy snow, I can't sleep, the floor is too hard and uncomfortable. ”
Lan Shengxue said secretly: A big man is not so squeamish.
"Shengxue, did you dream of me?"
"Holy Snow"