Sweetheart was uneasy as if she had done something bad, standing by the bed at a loss, could it be that she wanted to keep him here tonight for the night?

He must be too tired, right? That's why he fell asleep...... It's so distressing!

But this ...... Isn't that good? I've never stayed with a man! But, but...... It seems a little unbearable to wake him up like this now.

Sweetheart was very entangled, looking left and right, and finally the ghost made a fool of himself, dragged his own quilt from the closet and covered him.

She turned off the lamp, stood at the door with a blanket, looked at Situ Qinglang sleeping on the bed, and felt a little girl throbbing in her heart.

Since my grandmother died, no one in the family has lived with her, but he feels completely different here from his grandmother here.

She crept over and stood beside his bed for a moment, blood boiling and her ears red.

I really want to ...... secretly. Kiss him, because he's really handsome, so handsome!

Shut up!

That reserved voice in the bottom of my heart woke her up before she made a big mistake!

Sweetheart stuck out her tongue and quickly ran away with a cigarette, curled up on the sofa and slept while watching TV.

Ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock......

Sweetheart falls asleep on the couch.

Situ Qinglang turned over in the dark, and suddenly found that he was still wearing clothes, he was shocked, and quickly sat up, finding that he was actually ...... Fell asleep at Sweetheart's place.

He doesn't have the habit of staying out to sleep, maybe it's because his sweetheart feels so relaxed that he can't help but forget the time and place.

What about the little girl?

The 1.5 meter bed, the sweetheart is not next to her, and it is estimated that she does not have the courage to lie next to her while she is sleeping.

Situ Qinglang stood up and heard the TV ring outside, he went out to take a look, and his sweetheart was curled up on the sofa like a kitten and fell asleep.

Her neck was crooked on the armrests of the sofa, perhaps because she was in an uncomfortable sleeping position, her breathing was a little heavy, and her brow was furrowed.

He stood beside her and watched for a while, and found that the little girl was sleeping quietly, and the childishness between her eyebrows was still unshaken, which made him suddenly want to encircle her in the crook of his arm and protect her.

Is this kind of affection also sympathy? Situ Qinglang was puzzled.

He picked her up gently, and sweetheart snorted, her brow finally furrowed, and she pressed her against his chest.

She pouted, as cute as a little strawberry, and her eyelashes, like butterfly wings, fluttered slightly, tugging at his heartstrings, as if tempting him to kiss him.

He pressed his temple, tried to drive the urge away, and carried her back to the bedroom, where she lay gently on the bed.

She was the one who covered herself with the quilt before, right?

Situ Qinglang smiled, carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for her, touched her little head, and left.

That night, Sweetheart had a dream that she was kissed on the lips by a handsome prince, and the scene was so amazing!

She woke up in a heartbeat, only to find that it was early the next morning, she was in bed, and Situ Qinglang had long since disappeared.

When did he leave? Was it last night?

Did he carry himself to bed?

She got out of bed with smoke in her head, red ears and red ears, and her brain immediately made breakfast, and made preserved eggs and lean porridge into sweet!

She can't be blamed for this, because that handsome prince last night looked exactly like that stinky guy from Situ Qinglang!

Why is this happening......

Could it be that there are thoughts and dreams day and night?

Sweetheart starts to get nervous - she can't be in love with him, is she?

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