The emotion just now had not yet dissipated, and when he heard Qinghui's words coldly, Sheng Moyuan's expression was slightly confused.

When he turned his head to look at Qinghui, he saw that Qinghui had already raised his hand, and his white fingertips were already on his neckline, and he was pulling down so hard.

The collar had been pulled down by her slightly.

The snow-white undershirt was also pulled off by her slightly, and the white and delicate collarbone was also exposed because of Qinghui's movements.

Qinghui had a small round face, soft and white, with a little sleepiness, yawning so lazily, the movements in his hands had to continue, pulling his neckline down like this.

Sheng Moyuan hurriedly walked a few steps to Qinghui's side, raised his hand and grabbed Qinghui's fingers, his voice involuntarily became a little flustered, "What are you doing?" ”

"Undress and sleep."

You don't take off your clothes when you sleep?

Sheng Moyuan was dumbfounded, looking at Qing Hui and raising his eyes as a matter of course.

Her beautiful dark eyes were filled with sleepiness, with a layer of hazy mist, but she looked very serious, and she didn't feel that she had any problem with breaking into a man's room like this on the eve of her wedding, and claiming to want to sleep with him.

Her tone was also as if there was nothing wrong with it.

This kind of naturalness made Sheng Moyuan feel that there was something wrong with him, and he actually made a fuss about this kind of thing.

But his eyes fell on the bun lamp next to him again.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and sighed slightly.

Well, he shouldn't expect anything from this kind of guy who has no common sense and is quite reckless.

He just didn't let her lead him to the ditch.

After all, this guy really doesn't know what to say, obviously what he said is completely unreasonable, illogical, and unreasonable, but when she said this, she still looked right, so people couldn't help but follow her thinking.

It's really inexplicable.

Sheng Moyuan's hand was on hers, stopping her from undressing.

The cold young man was wearing a white undershirt, and his light eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed a little helpless.

The two stood together, facing each other as if they were in a painting.

Qinghui was already sleepy.

was stopped like this, and he couldn't say why, just looked at her.

Little Overlord was annoyed.

Sheng Moyuan hadn't reacted yet, how to tell Qinghui that he couldn't sleep together without a big wedding, and his eyes were spinning.

Sheng Moyuan was directly pressed into the bed by Qinghui.

It's not that kind of beauty|||After all, there is no such thought in Qinghui's mind.

It's really just pressing, fiercely raising his claws, snapping and pressing people down.

Sheng Moyuan was a little dazed, propped himself up slightly from the bed, and looked sideways at Qinghui.

Qinghui had already ripped his coat at will, looked left and right with his coat, and then put his coat next to the bed.

The little white face looked serious and ready to sleep.

By the time Sheng Moyuan reacted, Qing Hui had already come up to him softly.

The little head was buried between his neck.

Exhale softly.

And on the side, he said, "Don't make trouble, sleepy." ”

To sleep.

I haven't slept well for the past few days.

Qinghui sighed in a low voice, grabbed the other party's hand, and put it on his ear.