Chapter 162: Am I Okay Here?

His hand removed from my mouth, and his chin rested against the door of my head.

"It's you and Allen at home, what am I afraid of?"

"You......" He seemed to have no way to do anything about me, and kissed me on the face with thin lips, "Is it okay for me to be here at night?" His voice was soft, with a peculiar bewitchment, like the feeling of a feather sliding over the soles of his feet, tickling.

"Hey...... Don't ......" Before I could say anything, a cloud of fluffy things rubbed over at my feet, and I quickly grabbed Ye Jingchong's arm and turned around, hiding behind him.

"It's Wangcai." Ye Jingchong looked at me, his eyes were so bright in the dark that people couldn't take their eyes off, he looked at me and said, "It also wants to live here, okay?" ”

Wangcai spun around the legs of the two of us a few times, and his tail swept over my bare calves from time to time, and I shivered and hid in Ye Jingchong's arms. He scooped me up and sandwiched me between his waist and abdomen, and my hand was around his neck, close to him. Even his breath felt hot.

Wangcai looked at us, and when he saw that no one paid attention to it, he ran back to his nest and slept.

I saw it and glared at Ye Jingchong.

He smiled and said, "It's none of my business, Allen's nest for it." ”

"You let me down first." It's an awkward pose...... Very unsightly. I lowered my head and moved a few times, wanting to come down, Ye Jingchong stood for a few seconds, then slapped a palm on my leg, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't move." ”

Sure enough, I didn't move.

He looked at me with a dark tide in his eyes, and his voice was low and indulging: "Let's go back to the room." ”

I didn't move again, obediently leaned into his arms and let him place me on the bed.

He kissed me on the cheek and took me a wet towel to wipe my face.

"Tired or not?"

"Not tired." I pulled down his hand on my face and pillowed it to the back of my head. His arms are stiff and muscular, just right for pillows. Ye Jingchong fell down and pulled me into his arms, I leaned on his chest and listened to his heartbeat, poof, poof...... Like a baby conceived in the mother's womb, fresh and vibrant.

There was no speech for a while.

I approached him again and wrapped my arms around his waist: "Ye Jingchong, Chen Beiyao is hospitalized today." I looked up at him, and he looked at me.

"I know." He said.

"Can you understand me?" I pressed my hand to his chest and whispered.

The movement of his hand resting on me, a very subtle movement, I still noticed it. I heard his voice vibrate from my chest, and the tremor reached my face, tingling and itching.

I heard his voice, a little helpless: "...... If you can't understand, what can you do. I love you, I have to learn to respect your every decision, those people you care about, I will take care of you, but you also have to have a little confidence in me, okay? I don't want you to leave me every time for no reason – I could have figured out that myself, but what I want most is for you to say to me in person. ”

I listened to his long list of words, and I felt a little uncomfortable. In other words, a few years ago, where would he talk to people so calmly, but now listening to his words, I feel extremely warm. How good it is for two people to lie down together and have a discussion......

I touched his stubble, and my fingers tingled. As he stared, I wrapped my arms around his waist, shoved my head into his arms, and whispered, "Well, I promise you never to do this again." ”

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