Ming Yulong jumped out of bed, walked to the closet to move the quilt, pulled a thick bed and put it on the ground as a cushion, pulled a pillow, and then took a thin bed to cover his body.

I have to say that Rong Yi's things here are good, the quilts are soft and soft, not heavy at all when you hold them, and they should be stuffed with silk and goose down and other things.

But when she lay down, she knew how bad this light and soft quilt was.

This quilt is soft and soft, but it can be cushioned underneath, and as soon as people sleep, it will be flattened, and it will be hard and hard next to the ground.

She lay down flat, and felt a cool air, and now it was late summer and early autumn, and the night was already a little cool.

In addition, bourgeoisie like Rong Yi and them naturally enjoyed it to the fullest, and they didn't know what was placed in the road, the floor was cold, and there was no heat at all during the day.

Sleeping on your side, your pelvis and shoulders are hurting, and after sleeping for a while, you have turned over seven or eight times like a fried cake.

Miss Ming, who had never recognized the bed, felt that if she could fall asleep this night, she would at least have to toss until midnight.

She glanced up at the man lying calmly on the bed, his slow breathing could be heard in the quiet room, obviously much more comfortable than she had slept on.

You can't fall asleep so soon, do you?

She is still suffering here, and Rong Yi is actually asleep like this?

How can this be!

And she slept on the side of the bed, feeling as if she was ready to wait for the maid who woke up at any time.

Ming Yulong turned over and kicked Rong Yi's quilt with his toes, "Eh, you won't really fall asleep, will you?" ”

Rong Yi closed his eyes and did not move.

Really fell asleep.

Sure enough, the bed was comfortable, and he couldn't fall asleep in a quarter of an hour, Ming Yulong's heart became more and more unbalanced, and he kicked again with great force, "Rong Yi, I fell asleep so quickly, are you embarrassed to say that I slept deeply?" ”

Rong Yi was kicked twice by her, opened his eyes helplessly, turned his head to look at her, and his eyebrows were slightly curved, "Even if you really fall asleep, you should wake up by kicking you like this." ”

That's not falling asleep.

Ming Yulong got up and patted him on the quilt with his hand, "Rong Yi, are you really so willing to let me sleep on the ground?" ”

Rong Yi's body was shaken by her pat, and her expression was very confused: "Aren't you going to sleep on the ground yourself?" ”

"Then I said I want to sleep because you're in bed. As a man, how can you be indifferent when you hear that a woman is going to sleep on the floor?

You must know that when a real man hears this sentence, he should have a reaction. Ming Yulong looked at his Qinghua face and defended word by word.

Rong Yi turned sideways, held his forehead lazily with one hand, and asked slowly, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Ming Yulong saw that his placket was half open, revealing a delicate collarbone and a touch of moon white in front of his chest, and his black hair was scattered on the placket like a twist, which contrasted with the white skin and light purple clothes.

Compared with him who was neatly dressed during the day, he had a more bewitching charm at this time.

One muscle, one face, all the best.

This evil of the country, Ming Yulong recited the Meditation Sutra in his heart, ignoring someone's charm, and said confidently:

"Of course, take the initiative to swap places with me, you sleep under the bed, and I sleep in the bed."

"But this is my bed, why should I sleep on the floor? That sounds even more wrong. Rong Yi said with a smile.