Chapter Seventy-Three: Sleep With Me
"No way!" Qu Zhimu swore to death, but on the one hand, he was afraid of thunder and grabbed the horns tightly.
"Forget it, I'm leaving." Li Zeyan was about to leave.
"Oops, hey."
A loud thunder sounded, and Qu Zhimu held his head, "Ah! ”
Li Zeyan couldn't bear it in the end, "Mu Mu! Mu Mu! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. ”
He sighed helplessly, and then smiled, why is it so much like a father coaxing a child?
Li Zeyan hugged Qu Zhimu, and Qu Zhimu's head was against his chest.
Li Zeyan comforted distressedly, she was so afraid of thunder, so how did she come over when she lived alone abroad for so many years?
Suddenly, Li Zeyan's heart hurt very much, she is also a very fragile girl!
Long.
"Li Zeyan, don't you go, okay?" The little girl's voice was soft and waxy, with a hint of hoarseness.
"Good!" Li Zeyan compacted the quilt for her, and then took care of the hand on his waist and slowly lay down on the quilt.
"Aren't you cold?" Qu Zhimu watched Li Zeyan sleeping outside the quilt, without a quilt on his body.
Li Zeyan looked at her little appearance who was worried about his coldness, and said "weakly", "I'm so cold!" I'm freezing to death! ”
"Then you find a quilt to cover it, don't freeze it!" Qu Zhimu pushed him and asked him to find the quilt.
So, Young Master Li said aggrievedly, "I only have this quilt." ”
That look is really pitiful.
Qu Zhimu didn't know if his IQ was offline at this time, so he was skeptical, "How is it possible?" ”
"Really, I didn't lie to you. I just moved into this house, and I didn't pack up the quilts. My aunt bought me a quilt for the time being. Li Zeyan pretended to be difficult.
"Then you can go to my room and get my quilt."
"I can't sleep with your quilt, there's something wrong with you, and I also have a heavy cleanliness habit, and I don't like to share a quilt with others." Li Zeyan, who has no heavy cleanliness habits, said seriously.
"Why don't you come in?" After speaking, Qu Zhimu stuffed himself into the quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes.
Li Zeyan, who didn't understand, asked: "Why?" ”
"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." The mouth stuffed in the quilt said sullenly.
"But ......"
Without waiting for Li Zeyan to "ask" again, Qu Zhimu hid in the quilt.
There was a message from the quilt, "I forgot that you have a habit of cleanliness, so forget it." ”
After speaking, Qu Zhimu's heart was pounding, holding back his nervousness, and listening to the movement outside the quilt.
Soon, Qu Zhimu heard a long sigh outside.
Then, the quilt on the side was lifted, and Qu Zhimu moved to the side.
Li Zeyan covered a quilt with her, right next to her.
Qu Zhimu nervously twisted the quilt, and then felt a gust of air leaking above his head.
Li Zeyan pulled down her quilt and exposed his head, and he looked at her with a smile.
"Don't sleep with the quilt covered, it's easy to lack oxygen."
Qu Zhimu didn't know if it was because he was nervous, or because he had been holding in the quilt for a long time, and his little face was red.
Li Zeyan just supported his arms like this, looking at her fixedly.
Qu Zhimu asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?" ”
The little girl in front of her had black hair as black as a waterfall behind her, and the broken hair on her forehead was soaked with cold sweat and sweat covering the quilt that had just been frightened by thunder, clinging to her skin, her face was a little pale, and her small appearance looked a little weak, which was pitiful.
Li Zeyan felt a little hot, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, "Mu Mu." ”
"What's wrong?"
"I want to do something." Li Zeyan swallowed unconsciously.
"You do yours, ask me what I'm doing."
"Okay."
Qu Zhimu, who was in a daze, felt that the side moved, and the sides of his body seemed to sink a little, and then there was no movement.
Qu Zhimu opened his eyes, and a handsome face appeared in front of him.
Li Zeyan propped his arms on her sides, and the quilt was propped up by him.
An evil smile appeared on Li Zeyan's face that did not match him, and before Qu Zhimu could react, Li Zeyan lowered his head.
He lifted her chin lightly with one hand and pressed her lips up, the flaps pressed together.
Qu Zhimu was completely sleepy, staring at his big eyes, but he didn't react.
Li Zeyan frantically plundered the sweetness of the girl under him, sucking, tossing, and gnawing.
Qu Zhimu wanted to resist, but struggled to no avail.
After a while, Qu Zhimu's body was a little soft, and his chest cavity was seriously deprived of oxygen.
Li Zeyan let go of her, and Qu Zhimu breathed in a big gulp.
Li Zeyan chuckled and looked at her slightly swollen red lips.
"You!" Qu Zhimu wiped his lips that had been kissed, annoyed and angry.
"Mu Mu, this is what you asked me to do. You don't have to ask you what I do. ”
"Me!"
I didn't let you kiss me!
"Mu Mu, you are my future wife, and now you are preparing for the future."
Li Zeyan looks like he should be, and there are so many reasons to take advantage.
"Alright, alright." Qu Zhimu really didn't know what to say.
It's obvious that what he did was wrong, but he himself always had a reason to prove that he was right.
She tried to refute but he rejected it.
Qu Zhimu held his breath, and now he can't sleep even if he wants to.
Qu Zhimu blushed, angry, leaned sideways, and didn't look at Li Zeyan above her.
"Mu Mu." Li Zeyan was in a good mood.
"What?!" Qu Zhimu said angrily.
"How old are you?"
"Don't you know?"
"I'd like to make sure again."
"I'll turn 18 in a month." Qu Zhimu replied honestly.
"Mu Mu, I became an adult at the age of 18."
Qu Zhimu didn't think about it so much, and replied obediently, "Of course! ”
Li Zeyan didn't expect that the words applied to Qu Zhiya a few months ago would come true to him.
Li Zeyan deeply felt the deep malice of the word minor towards him.
18 years old, adulthood!
"You can do anything at 18." Li Zeyan fell on the bed, one arm covering his eyes, and smiled bitterly.
Nothing can be done!
Qu Zhimu, who was almost 18 years old, didn't understand anything, and his face turned red when he heard his words.
Shamefully lying on the pillow, the pillow obscuring her entire face.
"Sleep." Li Zeyan naturally put his arm on her shoulder.
Qu Zhimu was struggling, and after patting his hands to no avail, he slept honestly.
But his right hand still fell behind, pulling Li Zeyan's clothes tightly.
Li Zeyan looked at the little hand on the clothes, shook her hand, and let go.
It's good to be like this in the future.
At first, I couldn't sleep, but because I was too tired today, after a while, Qu Zhimu was really going to fall asleep.
The thunder outside gradually became quieter, and the feelings of the people inside the house slowly warmed up.
When Qu Zhimu fell asleep, she felt in a daze that Li Zeyan might have gone to the toilet, but she felt as if she had gone to take a bath.
It seems to have been washed more than once.
There is indeed a habit of cleanliness!
Sleeping with me in a quilt is so disgusting?
Qu Zhimu slept soundly, in a daze, too lazy to move and think, how could he have time to care about others.
So she slept until six o'clock in the morning.