Qiao Le's heart was surging, and while she was thinking about the ending of this kind of dedicated female partner, she carefully groped over and over again, and dressed herself.

However, she had just sat up a little, and was about to put on her clothes, when a hand, without warning, pulled her back into the bed.

Jun Yan: "Don't move......"

The young man was sleepy-eyed, frowning his sword eyebrows, and he didn't know whether it was an instinctive reaction or the coolness of the light rain outside the window, which made him pull Qiao Le, who had not yet dressed, into his arms again.

While tightening the quilt, it also shortened the distance between the two again.

Qiao Le felt that Jun Yan seemed to bury her face in her hair, and this action was extremely natural, just like you were holding your quilt and pillow.

Intimate, not the same.

However, this made Qiao Le, who tried to get up and get dressed and get out of the scene of his crime, unable to move.

Because Jun Yan hugged it too tightly,

Now she wants to know whether she is afraid that Jun Yan will run away, or Jun Yan is afraid that she will run away.

What to do?

What should she do?

God knows that now she doesn't even dare to move.

She had the courage to get up just now in order to get dressed, so as not to let Jun Yan misunderstand that she was playing the trick of the vicious female partner who lost her body and then asked him to be responsible.

But she never expected that Jun Yan's clothes were made of unknown materials, and they were so smooth and supple that she couldn't believe it.

was pulled by Jun Yan just now, not only did she not put it on properly, but in the process of being hugged, she completely slid down.

Well, just now at the elbow, now, now to the waist.

Qiao Le: "......"

At this moment, Qiao Le had only one word in his heart - danger!

Because she felt that if she moved again, she would really wake up Jun Yan who was asleep, and she might really like to mention the vicious female supporting script.

Wow, she felt trembling just thinking about it.

Calm, calm......

Finally, Qiao Le began to seriously comfort herself, there is no endless road, she should wait for the opportunity slowly, as long as Jun Yan lets go a little, she will immediately get dressed.

Yes, with clothes on, the problem can be at least half small.

So, Qiao Le began to wait for the opportunity, and during this time, tried to get dressed several times.

Be careful, quick with your eyes, perseverance, and perseverance.

Then, is she dressed?

Not really.

Not only did she not put on her clothes, but even the clothes that could have been touched by her were thrown away by Jun Yan in one of her struggles.

Qiao Le: "......"

That's right, just throw it away.

picked up her clothes and threw them directly into a place where she couldn't reach, at least not to wake up Jun Yan, and definitely out of reach......

Qiao Le: (T▽T) ?

Looking at the sleeping Jun Yan, Qiao Le wondered more than once if this person was really asleep.

But if Jun Yan was sober, then the first thing he did should be to strangle her, not throw her clothes.

In this regard, Qiao Le wanted to cry without tears.

I can't wear clothes, let's make it up, relying on her years of experience in watching TV series, plus the logical thinking exercised by countless 800-word essays.

Give Jun Yan a reasonable, down-to-earth and reliable reason.

Ah, why is it that one day she was taken advantage of by others, and she had to make up her own reasons.

Could it be that this is a non-chief?

Qiao Le didn't know that although Jun Yan was physically and mentally exhausted by her tossing last night, he didn't fall asleep until early in the morning.

But marching day and night, sleepless days, was normal for him. And keeping awake at any time while sleeping is also a habit he has been using since childhood.

So from the first time Qiao Le put on clothes, he noticed it.

So, why are the clothes thrown away?

Don't ask, it's intentional to ask.