Luo Ying's face was already red with shame, and when she remembered that Chen Song hugged her, she could hear his heartbeat leaning on his chest, and her earlobes, which had just retreated slightly, turned red again.

"You go ahead, don't touch me." She turned sideways to avoid the hand that Chen Song was holding, and her fingers pinched the corners of her clothes nervously.

Chen Song just looked at her with a smile: "Don't care about their feelings, those single dogs are used to it." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, get used to it." Li Mubai was the first to echo.

The team leader and assistant also looked like CP fans: "You two have a good relationship, we are happy." ”

Luo Ying really didn't want to hug herself again.

Such a solid arm, gently holding her in his arms, his breathing, his heartbeat, and even the way he lowered his eyes to look at her, were all so gentle that she almost drowned in it.

However, this man is notoriously tyrannical and difficult to provoke.

The tenderness of a tyrant always carries a few fatal temptations. Confuse.

Luo Ying was afraid that she would be blinded by the man, so she lowered her head timidly: "You go, I'll follow." ”

Chen Song was not reluctant, and really turned around to open the way for her. But every few steps he would stop and look back at her, and the more he looked, the more patient and affectionate he became.

Luo Ying's face burned even more, and she didn't dare to raise her eyes at him because of Chen Song's gaze.

"Give me your hand." The man's voice was soft and deep.

Luo Ying didn't know what was wrong, and when she came back to her senses, she had really put her hand in Chen Song's palm.

His hands were very large, completely enveloping her hands in his palms, perhaps because of his usual fitness, Luo Ying felt the callouse in his palm.

Not only the palms, but his hands were rough and scratched. It's not like the hands of an esports player, but they do play the record that all wide players aspire to.

- After all, he was the one who pressed the King of Fighters to the ground and rubbed it, so maybe he was also the King of Fighters.

Chen Song took her all the way back to the room, until she sent the person back to the bedroom, Luo Ying's face was still dumbfounded, and she didn't look like she had come back to her senses.

"You rest first, I still have a few words to say to them."

Only then did Luo Ying come back to her senses, let out a sneering "um", kicked off her shoes and shrank into the quilt. She had already taken advantage of Chensong's evening training and washed up, just to avoid him suddenly breaking in when he was taking a bath.

Chen Song walked out of the bedroom and went all the way out.

"Wait a minute!"

The little girl suddenly chased after her, stretched out her white and snowy hand, and her palm was facing up: "The key." ”

"What key?"

"The key to the bedroom," Speaking of this, Luo Ying's face couldn't help but turn red again: "Who knows if you will come in in the middle of the night...... You can't bring your bedroom keys with you. ”

Seeing this, Chen Song couldn't help but smile.

He stepped forward, pressing step by step, until Luo Ying could not retreat, her legs were blocked by the bed, and she fell on the soft mattress.

Chen Song leaned over and put his hand on her side: "Defend me?" ”

Luo Ying had nowhere to hide, and her eyes turned red again.

Chen Song was not soft-hearted this time, and reached out to choke her slender neck.

He didn't really pinch, but he did force the girl to raise her head obediently and look at him in panic with her steamy eyes.

"If I really want to force you, I don't have to wait until midnight to break in. Okay, good. He let go and touched the girl's soft and fair cheeks: "I'm tired of the day, let's have a good rest." ”

He didn't hand over the keys, turned around and left.

Luo Ying was left alone on the bed, staring blankly at his departing back.

That choke choked Luo Ying's soul.

For a while, Luo Ying couldn't react, whether it was a warning or just a joke just now.

If it was a warning, his movements were too gentle, and she could clearly feel the fear of her neck being fully gripped, but there was no strength in his hand at all, and the gentleness only seemed to lift her chin.

But if it is a joke, his few words and his actions just now obviously brought a little shock.

Luo Ying was stunned for a while before coming back to her senses. She shrunk into the quilt in a daze, hoping that when she woke up, everything would be back to normal.

During the night, she had a strange dream.

In the dream, the adoptive sister Wen Ya was wearing a snow-white wedding dress and staring at her with a smile.

- Little Lolo, I'm so lonely. Didn't you say you were going to send him down to be with me?

- Why has it been so long...... I'm still the only one. I'm so lonely down here.

Wen Ya looked at her with a smile, the curvature of the corners of her lips became more and more weird, and the pattern of the snow-white wedding dress on her head turned into silver-white vines, and finally bloomed blood-red flowers.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Luo Ying tried to get close to Wen Ya in her dream.

Wen Ya just stared at her, smiling weirdly, repeating the two sentences just now. The red flowers above her head bloomed more and more, and finally overwhelmed her, Luo Ying raised her legs and ran towards her, but she felt that Wen Ya seemed to float in the air, farther and farther away.

A cold wind suddenly blew behind Luo Ying's neck.

She turned around, only to bump into a bloody face.

Sister!

Luo Ying's exclamation was stuck in her throat.

She woke up and sat on the bed, covered in cold sweat, vaguely feeling as if there was really someone behind her.

She shivered and looked back.

She was the only one on the empty bed. The dim light of the bedside lamp flickered, pulling her shadow extremely hideously.

Luo Ying couldn't help but think of her sister in her dream.

When she turned around, she saw that Wen Ya's veil was full of blood-red flowers, each flower was bleeding out, and the top of Wen Ya's head seemed to be completely broken......

The door slammed open.

Luo Ying was frightened.

The light from the living room came in, casting the shadow of the tall man in the doorway onto the bed.

Demons send gods.

It's really a ghost.

Luo Ying didn't know why she made such a choice, but she did immediately push off the quilt and threw herself into the arms of the man who should have been extremely strange to her.

"I'm having nightmares......" she snorted, crying.

"Don't be afraid, it's all fake."

"I dreamed of my sister with blood all over her face." She looked up at the man's face in the shadows, "I want to go home." I want to see my sister. ”

She clearly felt that Chen Song was holding her hand and suddenly froze.

He slowed down for a while before stroking her hair and said softly, "Silly girl, you are married, how can your sister still stay at home?" ”

"And where did she go?"

"Wen Ya has gone abroad."

"Which country did you go to?"

Chen Song didn't answer, his hand went all the way up her waist, and his voice was hoarse: "Luo Luo, you are too close." ”

Luo Ying was stunned for a moment, only to realize that just now, because of the nightmare, she threw herself into Chen Song's arms. She only had a thin nightgown on her, and she was ......

No, she's wearing Eh

E's team uniform slept, how did it change into a nightdress?

"Or?" Chen Song stared at her face with red eyes.

Luo Ying's body stiffened, and she quickly let go of the hand that was holding his waist.

Chen Song's eyes darkened slightly, and he said softly, "I'll take a shower." ”