He lay on her for a long time, and seemed to enjoy it very much, but Lin Shuang was not very good, his height of more than 1.85 meters pressed on her and sank to death.

She felt a little numb in her hands and feet, and it was very uncomfortable, so she moved gently.

"Hey, are you asleep?" She tugged at his sleeve.

Shen Muhan snorted in a daze, his body moved slightly, and he still pressed on her, just to make her take a breath.

"No," he seemed extremely tired, his voice low and a little nasal, and he reached out and stroked her hair with his eyes closed, then moved his face a little.

The side of his face was just resting on her chest.

Lin Shuang's body was stunned, and the whole person became warm.

"Hey, how tall are you?" She glanced at his somewhat messy hair, and her voice was very soft, she didn't dare to move, and even her breathing was careful for fear of moving too much.

It seemed that it had been a long time before he moved lazily, moved his face from her chest, raised his head slightly, and looked at her in a daze, "One meter eighty-six"

His voice was still soft and deep, with a bit of laziness and exhaustion that he hadn't woken up, and his faint nasal voice sounded a kind of demagogic sexiness.

When she heard her classmates talk about him, she was always cold, indifferent, and silent, but she was so fortunate to be able to see so many unknown sides of him.

Lin Shuang's face flushed, and his eyes involuntarily looked at his face, he tilted his head slightly, and the two of them were in this position, and at her angle, he could just see his rolling Adam's apple.

"What are you looking at?" He suddenly lowered his head and looked at her far-reachingly, his forehead pressed against hers, and for a moment her brain was empty, only the sound of her heartbeat was speeding up.

Lin Shuang swallowed her saliva and didn't speak.

Shen Muhan paused, and then there was a sudden lightness on her body, and it was he who turned over and got off her.

"Heavy, right?" He lay on her left hand side and looked at her sideways, his voice smiling, and all that sleepiness seemed to be gone.

Can a humanoid object that is 1.86 meters long not weigh on the body?

Before Lin Shuang could enjoy this moment of relaxation, his arm came over again, broke her body, and lay on her side face to face with him.

"It won't be heavy," he whispered, one arm passing under her and the other wrapping tightly around her waist from above.

She was lying in his arms.

"Hey, don't make a fuss, I'm going back to sleep" She blushed and reached out and nudged him.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, I'm sleepy" He reached out and grabbed her hand and pressed her arm tightly under his, then he shifted his body, and the gap between the two of them was even smaller.

It was so small that Lin Shuang almost had difficulty breathing.

She paused and nudged him gently, not daring to use too much force.

His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, his head buried in her neck, he didn't move, his breathing gradually slowed and his heartbeat stabilized.

Probably really fell asleep.

Lin Shuang looked at him sideways, her eyes gradually softened, her heart instantly softened, and she lay motionless in his arms and slowly closed her eyes.

Their body temperatures were intertwined, their heartbeats fused together, their breaths entangled with each other, and that was what seemed to her to be the greatest happiness in the world.

As long as you close your eyes and open them before you open them, that person is there, and it seems that you don't mind if there will be sunshine tomorrow.

The tip of her nose was filled with the cool smell of his body, and her nerves relaxed at once, and she soon fell asleep peacefully.

It was a great night.

……

When Shen Muhan slept last night, the curtains were not drawn, Lin Shuang has always been sensitive to light, so when the warm yellow morning light spilled into the bedroom at dawn, she woke up in a daze.

She looked sideways at Shen Muhan, his arm was still on her waist, but the strength was already very light, she moved out slightly, took out her hand and rubbed her eyes.

Seeing him sleeping quietly next to her last night, those images of last night came back to her mind, and she patted her somewhat hot face in embarrassment, didn't dare to think too much, took his hand lightly, and got out of bed.

She had to leave before Shen Muhan woke up.

At this time, the black cat that suddenly jumped out last night actually picked the right time again and meowed excitedly, Lin Shuang's footsteps slammed, and his heart suddenly hung up.

She slowly looked back at the bed.

The black cat squatted next to Shen Muhan's head, its black tail with a white tail tip wagged again and again, its ears and beard were all upturned with vigour, and it was stretching out its pink tongue to lick its front paws at this time.

Seeing Lin Shuang turn around, it seemed to meow triumphantly again, and its yellow-brown eyes looked at her with round eyes.

It didn't seem to be enjoyable enough, it lowered its head and looked at Shen Muhan, who was still asleep, and his eyes turned brightly, which hurt a lot.

Then it stretched out its claws and gently scratched Shen Muhan's hair.

Lin Shuang: "......"

Why is Meng Wenyi okay to raise a cat that is so humane and doesn't recognize life.

But Shen Muhan didn't wake up, he lazily moved his head, his body was still in the posture she was in when she got out of bed, he just stretched out his hand and pushed the black cat impatiently.

Then he fell into a deep sleep again.

It seems that he is really tired.

Lin Shuang smiled, and then she looked at the black cat that was still squatting beside Shen Muhan's bed, and made a "shhh" gesture to it, although it couldn't understand it.

Qin Qing's door was closed, and there was no sound inside, and it was estimated that he was still asleep at this time.

She looked at the time and was surprised to see that it was already 8:15 in the morning.

Looks like I slept too late last night.

She yawned and went into the bathroom to wash, and then came to the living room to pour herself a glass of water, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Shen Muhan's suit jacket and tie on the sofa.

Then there was the broken glass slag on the ground, which was too hurried to clean last night, and the water stains had dried out, leaving only a faint circle of water marks.

Her face was hot, and she looked away in a trance.

Then there was a sharp stinging pain in her hand, the tea spilled out, and she exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly put down the cup, and kept shaking her hot red hand.

She bared her teeth in pain, and before she could react, her arm was tightly clenched by a warm big palm, Shen Muhan didn't know how to get up, her eyebrows and eyes were still a little worried at this time, but her expression was serious, as if she was preparing to interrogate a prisoner.

"Hot?" He stared deeply at her burned hand.

Lin Shuang also looked at the right hand that was burned red, and snorted.

Shen Muhan didn't speak.

He grabbed her by the arm and carried her all the way to the bathroom, then without saying a word, he turned on the faucet, picked up her right hand and put it under the water stream, rinsing it and kneading it gently.

After a long while, he turned off the faucet and took her hand out.

Then Shen Muhan wiped his hands with the clean towel he put on the side, and when he saw Lin Shuang standing on the side looking at him, he looked at her sideways, and explained softly, "My hands are wet and uncomfortable."

Lin Shuang sighed.

Shen Muhan wiped her hands and walked towards the door, she subconsciously moved her body to make way for him, and he walked to her left and stopped.

"How long do you want to keep the slag?" He looked sideways at her, dark eyes smiling.

Lin Shuang remembered that the cup that was broken last night had not been cleaned up yet, her face was hot, and she hurriedly rushed out of the bathroom.

She seemed to hear Shen Muhan laughing sullenly behind her.