Sitting quietly in front of the bed, Qiao Le pondered for a long time.

Well, the more I think about it, the more I can't sleep, the more I can't sleep, the more I think about it......

Gan!

At this moment, Qiao Le felt that his whole person was not good.

To tell the truth, she used to have no distractions, and in addition to cutting leeks in her mind, she was studying how to cut leeks and how to cultivate good leeks.

And Jun Yan is her VIP big leek, there is no one.

So from the time she prostituted on Jun Yan to the Emei thorn, all she thought about every day was how to work hard and continue to prostitute in vain.

Then, she successfully prostituted for nothing, and she also succeeded in being cool.

However, after prostitution, she realized that something was wrong. Well, prostitution and prostitution, she floated.

She began to drool at Jun Yan, began to go from white prostitution in her eyes to white prostitution in her thoughts, and even began to undress and prepare for a real prostitution......

Mmmm......mmmm

You know, before today, she was still thinking about successfully sleeping with Jun Yan, and a mother and son are expensive, and she will be a vicious female partner who works hard and calculates.

But now, she's evolved again.

Well, the body has to be wanted, the heart has to be wanted, she wants it all!

God knows that as soon as she closes her eyes, her mind will be full of Jun Yan. You can't drive it away, you can't forget it. So her thoughts unconsciously focused on one question, why didn't Jun Yan come back......

Where did you go?

Don't you even look at the hour?

What time is it!

You're not coming back yet!

……

After another quarter of an hour, Qiao Le's face gradually darkened and his eyes gradually became perverted.

It's so late.

Aren't you coming back?

Run away when you're done?

Don't want to be responsible!

……

Unconsciously walked to the window, Qiao Le lay in front of his window, quietly looking at the opposite side, looking at the dark room of the Tonight Pavilion.

Fang Cai's joy was instantly diluted, and instead of it, the irrepressible worry in his heart was empty.

What is? The ups and downs are called.

Don't say it, after watching TV for so long, don't you understand this routine?

Happiness is sad, or it is extremely Tailai.

But whenever you are extremely happy, the author and screenwriter can always give you a sudden brake, commonly known as the plot of the jumping machine.

No matter how sweet it is in the first second, you can lose your memory in a car accident in the next second, forcibly bloody dogs, and bring a bunch of supporting characters to mix blindly, just to make you remember the bittersweet memories and abuse the heart and liver......

Although I am in the old saying, car accidents should not be ......

Ahem, no, horse-drawn carriages are cars.

Raising his hand to rub his hair, Qiao Le felt like a resentful woman. She didn't want to think about it, but she couldn't sleep, what could she do if she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night?

Of course, it's more terrible than crankiness, crazy crankiness......

After another quarter of an hour, Qiao Le, who was lying on the window, had already begun to blow his cheeks and play with the hair in front of him.

listless, heart like a cat's claw.

Isn't it, isn't it, Jun Yan, are you really running away after flirting?

You scumbag......

Suddenly, the lights in the Tonight Pavilion came on.

To be precise, the lights in the opposite room were on.

Seeing this, Qiao Le almost immediately reached out and grabbed the two windows, closed them, and closed them immediately!

Not only did she close the window, but she also squatted under the window, holding her head in her hands and leaning her back against the high wall.

She absolutely couldn't let Jun Yan know that she had stood in front of the window and waited for him for so long......

But when she thought about it, she felt that it was wrong.

Standing in front of the window, you can also enjoy the flowers and the moon and enjoy the night like water, who said that you must be waiting for Jun Yan!

So Qiao Le took a deep breath, well, she wanted to open the window.

But the problem is that before the window opens, a hand has been clasped on the shoulder.

Jun Yan: "Le'er, you haven't slept yet?" ”