Chapter 287 My Little Dumb, Happy Birthday

Li Yeting stared at her, his eyes moved slightly, and he didn't make a sound.

Does she know what she's talking about? She invited him to stay?

Qiao's only little face gradually turned red, and he still didn't dare to look up at Li Yeting's face, and his voice was like a mosquito: "I don't dare to sleep alone......"

After a pause, he mustered up the courage and said boldly: "Otherwise, you can go back after I fall asleep?" ”

It's not that she and Li Yeting haven't slept in the same bed, but that was when she was a child, and it seems that she hasn't slept in the same bed since she went to high school.

She knew that she was older, and there was a difference between men and women.

But she really didn't dare to sleep alone in a strange environment, such a big and empty room, just her.

Li Yeting stared at her for a while and said, "Hmm." Come on in. ”

Joe was the only one who heard him agree, and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Yeting looked at her with a relieved look, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

She was just timid and insecure, but he thought of something else.

Qiao Wei entered the room, climbed onto the bed, put the two extra pillows in the middle of the bed, and said seriously to Li Yeting: "For the sake of fairness, the two of us are not allowed to exceed this line." ”

Li Yeting lowered his eyes, glanced at her evenly distributed bed, and responded lightly: "Okay." ”

Joe only went to the bathroom to take a flush, then went back to bed and got under the covers.

Li Yeting watched her writhing around under the covers, like a little bug.

A few minutes later, she buried her face in the quilt, took out two clothes from it, put them on the bedside table, and said sullenly, "Good night." ”

The child is older and knows that some things are inconvenient.

Li Yeting stared at the small piece of her head that was only exposed, and couldn't help but laugh silently.

When she was cleaned up and settled on the bed, he silently took off his coat and turned to go to the bathroom with another clean bathrobe.

Joe only listened to him close the door, then carefully poked his head out of the quilt, glanced in the direction of the bathroom, through the frosted glass, the shadow saw the back inside, and made sure that he did not break his promise, did not leave, and was relieved.

She rolled over and secretly wondered why he had misunderstood her early love just now.

Everyone is doing a group activity, how can he think crooked to that point?

Thinking about it, listening to the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom, I fell asleep.

Li Yeting came out after washing and wiping his hair, and found that Qiao's only half of his little face was buried in the quilt, his small mouth was slightly open, his breathing was even, and he was already asleep.

He stared at her for a while, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, she was asleep, and tonight, for him, was torture.

She's still too young. If you don't understand anything, you won't have a psychological burden and you won't have insomnia.

He had thought that when she was eighteen years old, she should be grown up. But now, it seems, no.

Or maybe it's because he protects her too well, so she never understands what liking for the opposite sex is. But Li Yeting was already waiting for her anxiously.

He dried his hair and lay down on the other side of the 38th line she had drawn with a pillow, just as it was 11:59 on his phone.

Li Yeting stared at his phone, silently counting, and watched the time jump to twelve o'clock.

He turned his head, looked at the sleeping Joe, lowered his head, leaned over to her slightly, and kissed her on the forehead.

"My little mute, happy grown-up." He said in a hoarse voice.