There is a bed for family members in the ward, and there is a kitchenette and bathroom on one side, which is not as convenient as at home.

After a while, Miss Nurse came in and changed the water for the last time, Song Weili asked her to send two thin quilts by the way, Miss Nurse looked at his handsome face, her heart throbbed, and then she looked at Gu Meng with some envy.

Gu Meng ignored the gazes of others and focused on her grandmother. At twelve o'clock, sleepiness hit me, and when I was about to rest, I realized the problem, there was only one bed here, and it was a single bed.

"Uncle Song, there is only one bed, what should I do?" She looked at him blankly.

Song Weili looked at the bed, there was some joy in his heart, but his face was pale, "I can only sleep on the spot, you don't want me to sleep on the floor, it's the early spring season." ”

Gu Meng's face froze, how dare he, but do you really want to sleep in the same bed with him? Why did she feel so awkward in her heart?

As if seeing her thoughts, Song Weili said sarcastically: "What are you worried about, do you think I will have any thoughts about your body, don't worry, I have no interest in the figure of dried lentils like you." As he spoke, he had already gone to bed with a lazy face, and gave her a place on the side.

He lay on the bed and looked at her with interest, with a bit of provocation, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up, to see if she dared or not.

Gu Meng clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was beating wildly without his control, telling him that he had nothing to fear, he just slept in the same bed, and there were people on the side, he would not do anything to himself, however, what did he mean by the words later, how could he just dry lentils.

She pouted and said unconvinced: "Hmph, who said I don't have a figure, it's obvious that you like cows with a heavy taste, in the company, but many people say that I have a good figure." ”

She said dissatisfiedly, but it made Song Weili even more annoyed in her heart, and found that the more she talked to her, the more this little girl had the ability to provoke herself.

Although she complained dissatisfiedly, she quickly got out of bed and shrunk into the quilt.

It is very reluctant to squeeze two people on the small bed, and Song Weili's tall and big figure is naturally very occupied.

Gu Meng was nervous in his heart, afraid that he would run into him and dislike him, so he kept stiffening, and his nerves collapsed.

Song Weili also sensed that something was wrong with her, thinking that she didn't want to touch herself, and her heart was bitter. After a pause, he still reached out domineeringly and grabbed her waist and forced her to get closer to him.

Gu Meng exclaimed in fright: "You, what do you want to do?" ”

"What do you think I'm going to do to you? Am I like the kind of person who doesn't choose what to eat? Song Weili snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid that you will be sick, if you are sick, how will you take care of your grandmother?" And if it falls to the ground, it's not my luck! Sleep well, I've said it all, I'm not interested in your body. ”

Gu Meng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and there was a little bit of a bad taste, did he have to say it so clearly, was he so unattractive to him, he was not like this before.

But in such weather, the warmth on his body still made her lean over very attachment.

Such an active stove, don't be in vain, Gu Meng thought in his heart, and definitely didn't admit it because he liked the faint smell on his body very much, the familiar taste.

Song Weili smiled bitterly, although he said that she was not attractive, but his body did not think like this, this is the woman he loves, although she is ruthless to herself, but she still can't refuse her, as well as her body.

The faint fragrance on her body wafted into his nose as if it were nothing, teasing his will, and his body reacted a little uncontrollably, but he was afraid that she would notice it, so he could only lie stiffly and not move.

Listening to the sound of her breathing as she soon fell asleep, Song Weili smiled even more bitterly, it was really self-inflicted.

But although he was tormented like this, he didn't feel disgusted, and the hand around her waist tightened a little, only in such darkness did he not have to deceive himself.

"What am I going to do with you?" He muttered.

Gu Meng slept soundly, he couldn't sleep, for many days and nights in the past, he relied on sleeping pills to fall asleep, and now he felt doubly precious when he hugged each other like this.

When he woke up the next day, Gu Meng found himself nestled in his arms, like a kitten, his face turned red, he sat up, rubbed his eyes, and his eyes were still misty.

Song Weili also woke up and looked at her slightly red face, her face exuding a charming fragrance like an apple.

Gu Meng jumped out of bed and stretched, not even daring to turn his head to look at his face. I actually fell asleep in his arms last night, his face didn't look good, didn't he fall asleep? Or did you snore and make her noise?

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" She asked.

Song Weili's eyes were faintly bloodshot, he sat up, his voice was slightly hoarse, but it was unusually sexy, "You pressed me like a pig last night, who can sleep well?" ”

He doesn't sleep well because of himself? Gu Meng's face turned red, and she blamed herself: "Then you have a good rest, grandma should wake up in a while, and I will make some breakfast for her." ”

She said and went into the small kitchen on the side, not daring to look at him again.

Song Weili saw her flee and leave, and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously. Facing her by yourself, you can only win a share.

Gu Meng was making breakfast in the kitchen, thinking about yesterday's events, she was pillowing in his arms, the feeling of peace of mind was never before, his position in her heart had become more and more strange, and she couldn't figure out what she thought of him.

Song Weili tidied up her appearance and came out, watching her busy in the small kitchen, just standing by the door with her chest hugged, and there was an indescribable warm feeling in her heart, as if she had returned to her long-lost home.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, don't let her deceive again, she won't have herself in her heart at all, otherwise she wouldn't hurt her heart like this, compared to herself, she is the most cold-blooded person.

Gu Meng came out with breakfast and smiled sweetly at him: "Uncle, I still remember your taste." ”

Her smile was like sunshine, Song Weili found that she was very useless, and the depression and anger in her heart collapsed again in her smile.