He Zun's sleeping posture is the same as that of him, cold and regular, like a coffin.

Li Yan pouted imperceptibly, and there was a little resentment on his body that cats couldn't eat dried fish.

She was a little dissatisfied, because when she slept on the ground just now, the man was not so far away from her, but when he got to bed, it was as if he was separated by a small road.

Spacious, empty, strangely lonely......

Especially when there is a superb demon lying there.

How the fuck can you bear this??

Li Yan exhaled a few breaths of scorching breath, and his heart was stupid and restless.

Soon she thought of something, and her eyes rolled slightly, and the bottom of her eyes quickly swept over the black belly and cunning.

Close your eyes the next second.

She was so tired today, she learned cooking with Aunt Song in the morning, stayed in the dangerous forest for several hours from afternoon to evening, frightened, bruised all over her body, was rescued, tried to fall asleep several times and was awakened by nightmares, and then tossed until the early hours of the morning, and her spirit had already reached a critical point......

He Zun noticed that the little woman on the side, breathing evenly and gently, was inexplicably a little cute?

When she first came up, she seemed to be very nervous and uneasy.

But you've fallen asleep for a while?

Is it really like she said, she is not afraid to stay by his side, and even feels very relieved?

He Zun also didn't expect that one day, such a person would treat him as a haven of shelter, and even give up the small shells he had built, relying on him defenselessly.

He has lived for more than 20 years, lived into his thirties, and when he was a teenager, he came out to wander, and everyone respected him, feared him, flattered and flattered him, but never dared to cross the line, secretly saying that he was the ghost and sorrowful Lord of Yama, and the murderous Hell Shura.

He Zun suddenly felt a little funny.

This woman was the same as everyone else before she lost her memory, she trembled in the face of him, and she didn't dare to take a breath, but after the amnesia, she was not afraid of him, and wanted to rely on him......

He Zun's afterglow came into contact with a petite and weak shadow, and it became dark, and his eyes pondered whether she was his little liar......

She could sleep.

Knowing that tonight is destined to be another sleepless night, the man wants to go to the study to deal with the documents, and it is better to waste time than to work.

That's right, He Zun is a workaholic, the kind of crazy that is no less than an emotionless robot, and has hardly given himself a respite for five years.

Thinking about it, it makes people think that he is a non-human, and he often hears the word "squeezing employees", and this boss is really living for a long time to squeeze himself, which is breathtaking, and his scalp is numb.

He Zun was about to get up, when suddenly the little man on the other end of the bed rolled over, and his body froze.

There was a silence for a while, and the little woman in the black hair and white dress moved again.

It wasn't until he crossed the pillow she had put before that He Zun's eyelids jumped.

Then I saw the little woman stuff the pillow into her arms and hugged it tightly, at this time her sleeping position was still a bit like a baby, curled up with her legs bent, her long hair spread out, and the softness blocked half of her face, revealing a delicate blurred outline, like a little well-behaved.

But soon He Zun was slapped in the face, and he clearly recognized the difference between the so-called well-behaved and perverse. Because Li Yan proved with practical actions how free she is and how evil she is!

Li Yan began to grab the quilt, and he was bold and reckless, arching lawlessly into his arms,......