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Neither of them has come to their senses.

Ye Xiaoyu kept grabbing Han Han's arm, and the two of them stared at the dark screen for a long time.

Ye Xiaoyu was the first to react, and hurriedly played a light music to make the atmosphere more comfortable.

The two of them just sat on the couch.

Han Han raised his hand and grabbed his hair that was messy from watching horror movies, and his slightly messy bangs covered his eyes.

Han Han calmed down and looked at the time: "That, emmm...... It's not early, I'll go first. ”

Ye Xiaoyu was stunned and nodded indiscriminately: "Hmm...."

Having said that, Ye Xiaoyu still didn't let go of the hand that was holding Han Han.

Han Han didn't stand up and walk either.

Ye Xiaoyu said: "Uh... Well, it's not too early, do you still have work at night? ”

Han Han replied, "No, it's not me on the night shift today. ”

Ye Xiaoyu looked at Han Han: "That... Why don't you stay today......"

Han Han looked at Ye Xiaoyu in shock: "No... Not so good. ”

Ye Xiaoyu grabbed Han Han's hand even harder: "It's nothing bad, it's a big deal that I sleep on the ground, don't go... I'm scared. ”

Han Han licked his dry lips in a panic and said, "...... Okay"

So Ye Xiaoyu said: "Okay... Then I'll go and get the bed ready. ”

As he spoke, he stood up, but his legs went weak and he almost fell.

Han Han hurriedly wanted to pick her up.

She hurriedly stood up herself, but unfortunately she still couldn't stand up and fell down again.

Han Han burst out laughing.

Ye Xiaoyu glanced at Han Han, and Han Han instantly held back his voice.

Han Han coughed twice, slowly stood up, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Ye Xiaoyu looked at his feet with a bitter face: "It's okay, it's just that it suddenly fell like this, and it hurts a little." ”

Han Han said, "Do you have safflower oil or something like that?" Wipe it off. ”

Ye Xiaoyu said: "In the room..."

The two fell silent for a moment.

Ye Xiaoyu looked at Han Han's appearance, laughed, and said, "Why don't you go, are you afraid of the dark?" ”

Han Han was silent for a while, and retorted expressionlessly: "I'm leaving, aren't you afraid of being here alone?" ”

Ye Xiaoyu was silent.

The two glanced at each other and actually laughed.

After Han Han finished laughing, he asked softly, "Then go together?" ”

Ye Xiaoyu smiled and nodded.

Han Han helped Ye Xiaoyu up, and Ye Xiaoyu grabbed Han Han's arm.

After walking two steps.

Han Han felt a little inconvenient.

One hand went around Ye Xiaoyu's armpit, and asked politely: "It's inconvenient, why don't I hug you?" ”

Ye Xiaoyu covered his face and nodded frantically.

Han Han pursed his lips and hugged Ye Xiaoyu.

Han Han picked up Ye Xiaoyu very easily.

Ye Xiaoyu is a small one, small, light and soft, but the bones are a little awkward.

Ye Xiaoyu asked in a low voice, "Is it heavy?" ”

Han Han replied as he walked, "It's not heavy." ”

Ye Xiaoyu put one hand on Han Han's shoulder, a little at a loss.

I don't feel like I'm putting my hand anywhere.

Han Han also did not squint.

Waited until the door of the room.

Ye Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and opened the door, and it was dark inside.

With a snapping sound of the lights on.

The warm yellow light suddenly lit up.

The furnishings inside are unobstructed.

This is a cosy and comfortable girl's boudoir.

Han Han hugged Ye Xiaoyu to Ye Xiaoyu's bed, put down Ye Xiaoyu, and asked, "What about safflower oil?" ”

Ye Xiaoyu rubbed his feet and said, "It's okay...... I'll go take a shower and wipe it off. As he spoke, he was about to get out of bed.

Han Han suddenly said at this time: "Don't fall again..."

Ye Xiaoyu puffed and rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, I won't let you help me take a bath." ”

Han Han chuckled lowly.

Ye Xiaoyu really didn't fall this time, but walked with a little limp.

After Ye Xiaoyu entered, Han Han began to look at Ye Xiaoyu's room.

This is Ye Xiaoyu's rent, nothing very special.

Just the careful dressing can be seen that the quality of life of the owner is a person who pays attention to the sense of ritual in life.