Seeing the faces of the people who came, Ding Ding lost his voice and said, "Mom? ”

Ding Mu said in a low voice: "Leave me alone, you go to sleep." ”

Tintin was so nervous that he could sleep.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't come back?"

"The company is too cold to bear, I'd better come back."

Tintin's little heart pounded.

Ding's mother asked, "Why did you sleep in my bed?" ”

"I—I like to sleep in a big bed."

"Alright then, I'll go sleep in your house."

"Don't!"

Ding Ding couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and hurriedly grabbed his mother.

"You kid, what's wrong tonight?"

"I want to sleep with you!"

Ding's mother smiled: "Such a big person, still sleeping with my mother?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Don't make a fuss, hurry back to your house and sleep, and go to school tomorrow."

"I'm going to sleep with you!" Tintin curled up in a ball and lay on the bed.

Ding's mother was a little helpless, and said: "You will get up at five o'clock tomorrow, and if the alarm clock is rattling, my mother will definitely be woken up." I've been working all day, I'm so tired that I want to sleep in the morning. Be obedient and go back quickly. ”

Tintin still didn't want to move.

So Ding's mother had to pull her up and push her to the bedroom.

Ding Ding's heart was all in his throat, and the closer he got to the bedroom, the more nervous he became. If Wei Liang was discovered by his mother, wouldn't he have suffered a seedling?

She hurriedly said, "Don't push it, I'll go by myself." ”

Ding's mother smiled and patted her, and went to wash herself.

Ding Ding breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glanced at his mother, and hurriedly entered the hut and locked the door.

But seeing Wei Liang in her sleep, she became nervous again.

That guy's sleeping appearance is really indecent, on all sides, most of his body is exposed, is it really good to be like this in front of a girl?

The bedroom was small and had only one bed, and other than that, there was not even a chair.

Tintin was distressed.

If it was summer, she would have been wronged and spent the night on the floor, but now it is autumn at the end of October, and lying on the floor will freeze people to death.

Tintin sat at the end of the bed, with a sad face, not knowing what to do.

Wei Liang was alarmed and woke up slowly.

He is vigilant in the Crimson Tower, like a cheetah, he can wake up at the slightest hint of wind and grass, but every time he returns to Earth, he will let his guard down because it is safe here. Especially when he was with Ding Ding, his vigilance value was zero, so he slept so deeply that he didn't even know that Ding's mother was back.

He asked sleepily, "What's wrong?" ”

Ding Ding lowered his voice and said, "My mother is back." ”

"Oh." Wei Liang replied in a daze, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and said, "You have no place to sleep?" ”

Tintin nodded.

"Come to bed." Wei Liang shifted his body to make a place.

Ding Ding was shy, where did he dare to go up.

"What's wrong?"

Ding Ding was a little angry and said, "We only met on the first day, am I going to sleep with you?" ”

Wei Liang grinned and said with a smile: "It's not that I haven't slept together." ”

Wei Liang is a steady person, and he would never say such a thing when he was sober. But he was in a hazy state at this time, and subconsciously regarded her as Ding Ding of the Scarlet Tower, and he was not restrained at all.

Tintin was so angry that he couldn't help but hit him.

Wei Liang remained motionless, apparently asleep again.

Ding Ding had no choice but to wait for his mother to fall asleep and sneak out and spend the night on the sofa.

After a few minutes, there was no movement outside, and Ding's mother should have gone to bed.

Tintin didn't act rashly, she knew that her mother didn't sleep well, and she would wait at least another half an hour to fall asleep.

She was bored and planned to play with her mobile phone, but she was in a very messy mood, so she turned off her phone after a casual look.

After a while, she turned on the lamp and secretly observed Wei Liang's face.

He is so good-looking, not the kind of little white face in Korean dramas, but the kind of handsome and handsome, I can't get enough of it.

"Oh, what am I doing?"

Tintin was shy for a while, and hurriedly turned off the light again.

She thought again, the weather is cold, and she has to help the other party cover the quilt so that she doesn't catch a cold.

With this reason, she turned on the lights again in the open.

Since it was a quilt, it was inevitable that there would be skin contact, and her fingers rubbed against Wei Liang's chest, warm, strong, and elastic.

She thought, is this the pectoral muscles?

She stretched out her index finger, tapped lightly on it, and hurriedly retracted her hand, looking cautious, for fear of being exposed.

Secretly glanced at Wei Liang, the other party was still asleep, there was no reaction, she was a little bolder, touched his Adam's apple, prominent and hard, the feel was wonderful, she touched her neck again, why is it flat?

She gently stroked Wei Liang's stubble again, and her fingers itched.

Wei Liang suddenly turned over.

Tintin was frightened and hurriedly sat upright, pretending to be serious.

After a while, seeing that the other party did not react, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Half an hour later, she felt that her mother was asleep and planned to go out.

But when he walked to the door, Tintin hesitated again.

She thought, studying day and night, the cervical spine is already uncomfortable enough, why do you still sleep on the sofa? I should have slept in the bed, yes, in that soft and comfortable bed.

But another voice in her heart told her that there was a man lying on the bed.

It doesn't matter, Tintin convinces himself that he is already asleep, and that he is sleeping deeply, that nothing will happen at all, that I will get up early at five o'clock tomorrow, and he will not even know about it.

Another voice said that the bed was too small to squeeze two people in.

Tintin said to himself again, I'm skinny and can take it.

Another voice said he was naked.

Tintin said, "I'll just wear my clothes."

After some ideological struggle, she finally overcame the shame in her heart, put aside her slippers, and crept onto the bed.

Tintin curled up, trying not to let the two of them have physical contact, in fact she did, although it was a little uncomfortable, but it was better than being held by the other person to sleep.

Whatever he was afraid of, Wei Liang turned over and subconsciously hugged her.

People will have the habit of holding things when they sleep, such as holding quilts and pillows, Wei Liang had nothing to hold just now, but now he is embracing a touch of delicateness.

He was dazed, didn't care, and continued to sleep.

Tintin's heart was pounding.

She pushed Wei Liang, the guy was so heavy that he couldn't push at all. I had to retreat and shrink my body inside.

But she shrank back by one centimeter, Wei Liang advanced by one centimeter, and was soon forced into a corner, unable to retreat.

Tintin wanted to bite him.

She said to herself, just put up with him for three minutes, and if she didn't let go, she would push him out of bed.

Soon, three minutes passed, and Wei Liang still maintained this position.

Tintin said to himself that he would endure him for another five minutes at the end, and if he didn't let go by then, he would definitely let him taste the bitterness.

But twenty minutes passed, and Wei Liang still maintained this posture.

Angry and shy, Tintin finally decides to wake up the other party. But turning her head, by the bright moonlight, she saw that Wei Liang slept so peacefully that she couldn't bear to spoil his good dreams.

After all, she is a kind girl.

Tiredness hit, her eyelids sank, and she gradually fell asleep.

The dream didn't last long, and Ding Ding dimly felt a hand reaching into his clothes, gently caressing.