After a long time, he raised his hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks with his fingertips, his voice was low, but there was a rare trace of tenderness.

"Okay, I'm not going to force you anymore!

The tenderness in his words made a trace of disbelief appear in Wei Ai's crystal eyes.

She looked straight into his eyes to confirm the truth of his words.

The corners of Shang Zhan's lips tugged slightly, "What?" Lost? ”

"Not really!"

Raise your hand and wipe the tears from your face, "I'm leaving!" ”

She turned to leave, but heard him say behind her, "I'll sleep in my study tonight, and you sleep in my bedroom." ”

"No, you don't."

"I'll be on the plane at half past five tomorrow morning, and the fat aunt won't come over until noon."

Only love didn't speak, she was hesitating.

A pair of dark eyes stared at her slender back, as if revealing a hint of helplessness, "I won't touch you again!" ”

"Good!"

Wei Ai didn't hesitate anymore and immediately responded.

Her hesitation just now was just waiting for a promise from him.

It's just that she wants him to be the talker!

……

Out of the study, Wei Ai went to see Shang Jiujiu first, the little kid was not honest when he slept, but after a while, he kicked the quilt and most of his belly was exposed.

Hurriedly covered the quilt for him, and only Ai went to the opposite bedroom.

This is the second time she has come in, as for the first time......

I remember the first time, he pressed her on the bed, and she scolded him angrily......

And now, she is standing in front of this bed again, ready to sleep in that big bed.

Life is full of drama.

Looking around, the décor is based on black and white, and even though the room is well heated, Yuai still feels cold.

His room was the same as his people, cold and tough, and he didn't like it.

After a simple wash, she went to bed and went to sleep.

At the end of his nose, there was a breath that belonged to him, a log fragrance that she had smelled once.

I don't know if she was tired, or if the fragrance of the wood had a sleeping effect, and after a while, she fell asleep.

Of course, before going to bed, she didn't forget to lock the door.

Obviously, she didn't believe him!

……

Shang Zhan was busy until the early hours of the morning, and when he came out of the study, he habitually walked to the bedroom.

Raise your hand and screw the doorknob, but it won't move.

The good-looking sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but then they let go, and the thin lips that were tightly pursed slowly hooked up in an arc.

"Little thing!"

He turned to leave, but soon, he came back with a key in his hand.

After a slight turn, the locked door opened silently, Shang Zhan raised his foot and entered, and then, the door closed silently again.

There was no light in the room, and by the moonlight outside the window, he still had a glimpse of the moon on the bed.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a dangerously hot aura.