After Ling Yan finished telling her, he asked Su Momo to go back and pack up her things, while he went to arrange for her what happened after she went out.

In the evening, Ling Yan gently pushed open Su Momo's door, walked into her room without any scruples, and then gently closed the door.

Not far from the mountain blowing in the night, his eyes widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and swallowed his saliva.

She was not mistaken, she actually saw someone enter her young lady's room, and it was a man, the most important thing was that this man was still a child.

Childe is a god-like existence in her mind, because he is not close to women at all, and he is far away when he sees women.

As long as a woman approached him for a meter, his murderous eyes immediately swept over, so now, Childe is a god-like existence in the minds of their female compatriots.

Because only God is free from seven emotions and six desires.

Yamabuki didn't expect that such a god would not only be good to her young lady in normal times, but would actually enter her young lady's room so openly in the evening.

Yamabuki suddenly felt that his worldview had collapsed, and the god-like figure was gone, and it was owned by her young lady.

Ling Yan entered Su Momo's room, tried his best to lighten his steps, and slowly walked towards the bed.

He felt that he was very careful, that is, he was afraid of waking up the sleeping little girl, but he did not expect that the little girl was so alert, and she had already woken up when he opened the door.

He didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

After all, the little girl is alert and good things, and she won't be caught so easily after she goes out.

But when he comes in now, does she need to look at him with your wolf-proof eyes?

He really looked like a bad person, he just wanted to come in and jump on the trampoline, he thought his current bed was hard and cold, so he thought about coming to her to keep warm.

"What are you going to do?"

Su Momo suddenly spoke, startling Ling Yan, and he was still three steps away from walking to the bed.

Suddenly hearing this voice, Ling Yan was startled.

And then all that's left is embarrassment: "Hehe, hehehe"

He laughed a few times, and saw that she had sat up from the bed, her eyes a little confused, and a little elite.

"Momo, I'...... I'm here ......."

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think of a reasonable excuse to break into the boudoir at night, after all, he was a man and she was a woman, and it was indeed not very appropriate for him to break into her room like this.

But who told her to leave tomorrow, he was reluctant to break in in the middle of the night.

If you want to have a final night, although you can only say that you can only chat with the quilt covered, it is better than nothing.

After being a monk for almost 20 years, he has no discomfort, but he doesn't know what's going on recently, he always feels that there is a fire in his heart and wants to vent.

He often took advantage of the fact that in the middle of the night everyone was asleep to go to the river to take a cold shower, and only a cold shower could lower the fire in his heart a little bit.

Su Momo frowned, a little awakened by the bed: "What are you doing here?" Is there anything left untold, tomorrow morning to say the same, no need to come to me in the middle of the night"

Su Momo didn't expect him to take advantage of him at all, the room suddenly fell silent, and Su Momo slowly became sober.

Suddenly, he had a little reaction to the fact that he had broken into her room in the middle of the night, and that look of guilt on his face.

In an instant, I understood why he had come to her room.

Suddenly, her eyes were full of vigilance when she looked at him, and her eyes had changed to wolf-proof when she looked at him.

Then she glanced down at her clothes, which had fallen loosely over her shoulders from sleep.

In the next second, she directly picked up the quilt on the side and wrapped herself into a zongzi.

"Get me out!" She scolded under her breath.

She was afraid that if she yelled loudly, she would be heard by the secret guards around her, and wouldn't she be even more embarrassed.

In order to prevent everyone from coming in and seeing such an ambiguous scene for a while, it was better for her to be quiet.

Ling Yan felt that he was very innocent, he just felt that his bed was relatively cold and wanted to get warm.

If Su Momo knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sneer and scold him for having a sick brain.

Heating in the big summer, isn't it a brain disease?

"Momo, I'm a little cold"

He really felt a little cold, and he had felt cold since he had just returned from a soak in the river for an hour.

And he not only felt cold, but also felt a little hot, hot and cold, and he couldn't sleep in his own bed, and the bed was hard.

He had heard before that the girl's body was soft and very comfortable to hold, and he suddenly thought of this sentence just now, so he made a decision directly without the prediction of his brain.

He wanted to come to her room and hug her soft body to keep warm, and he should be able to sleep.

"It's summer, how can it be cold? What about the crooks? ”

Su Momo obviously didn't believe his words, in her opinion, he suddenly broke into her room, and it was in the middle of the night, except for whether it was bad intentions or bad intentions.

"Momo, I'm so hot"

Suddenly, his words came out again.

Su Momo finally sensed that something was wrong, and looked at his face carefully by the moonlight.

found that his face had turned sickly crimson, and in the next second, Su Momo stood up directly from the bed and rushed to him.

Standing on tiptoe, she touched his forehead with her little hand, and before she touched his forehead, she already felt a wave of heat, as well as his soaked clothes.

Su Momo frowned and looked at him, and couldn't help asking, "Do you know that you have a fever!" I don't know how to change my clothes when they get wet! ”

Ling Yan's consciousness at this moment was completely blurred, and he couldn't hear what Su Momo said at all, he could only see her frowning, the corners of her lips moving slightly.

He seemed to know what she wanted to express, and Ling Yan said aggrievedly: "Momo, I'm so cold, hug me, okay?"

Listening to his coquettish tone, Su Momo was not angry, nor was he angry, so he simply pulled him to the side of the bed and took off his soaked clothes.

Then he covered him tightly with the quilt.

His eyes had been slowly closed, but there was still a soft murmur in his mouth: "Momo, I'm hot." Momo, I'm cold. Momo ......."

Su Momo covered him with the quilt, gently put him on the bed, and took out a bed of cotton wool from the cabinet to cover him.

In less than a quarter of an hour, fine sweat began to form on his forehead, and by this moment he was asleep, but he did not seem to be sleeping well.

He seemed to be in pain in his dreams, his brow furrowed, his palms clenched into a clenched fist.

He was still whispering something in his mouth, Su Momo didn't hear it completely, but vaguely heard something: Brother, where are you, don't say anything like that.