An Cha turned around, sat down beside Qu San, reached out and hooked his shoulder, and leaned in front of him, the distance between the two was no more than a snort.

She could smell the faint scent of shower gel on Qu San's body, with a hint of comfort,

An Cha hooked her lips silently, and her voice teased: "Are you angry?" ”

Qu San still didn't speak, turned his head suddenly, the two of them were already separated, and their handsome faces crossed An Cha's lips.

Sensing a warm and soft touch on his face, Qu San looked at An Cha's eyes with a fleeting dark light, so fast that An Cha didn't notice it at all.

An Cha also looked at Qu San's eyes, there was no emotion in her beautiful pupils, but people couldn't help but fall into it and indulge in it.

Just when An Cha thought he was going to do something, he saw Qu San slowly straighten out his clothes, and then lay down and covered the quilt by the way.

Ancha: "......" ????

Is this angry?

Could it be that he was stimulated by Wan Ke's words?

But how could this angry reaction be a little different?

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't come up with anything, yawned lazily, and Ancha turned around and went to take a shower.

She was sleepy, and it was important to sleep.

When Ancha came out wiping her hair, Qu San was still in the same posture as before, and he didn't move, I don't know if he fell asleep.

Just as he was about to lie down, An Cha casually turned his head to look, the man's eyes were closed, his slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes, and the dim light gave him a hazy feeling, outlining a handsome and flawless side face.

An Cha leaned sideways with interest, and her slender fingers tapped her long eyelashes.

The sleeping man seemed to feel something, and his eyelids moved slightly.

An Cha chuckled, changed her eyes, and gently swept her fingers.

The man frowned slightly, blinked, and seemed to be about to open his eyes.

Ancha stretched out his hand back unsatisfied, turned off the light and went to sleep, all in one go.

After a while, An Cha lifted his eyes and looked motionless.

Why does she have a sense of déjà vu that Qu San is pretending to be asleep?

This guy actually went to bed earlier than her, which is a bit unscientific.

And it's rare that I didn't come over and hold her to sleep.

It's a miracle.

Ancha was very disgusted that someone around her snatched her quilt, and every time she reluctantly let Qu San hold her.

Qu San suddenly didn't hold her to sleep, she was really a little unaccustomed to it, as if she couldn't sleep a little.

But she didn't want to go up in a daze, so it always felt as if she had been hit by him inexplicably.

The night was quiet.

It wasn't until Ancha's breathing stabilized that Qu San, who was on his side, opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were clear, without a trace of the hazy state he had just woken up.

Qu San leaned over, hugged An Cha into his arms, looked down at her face after falling asleep, and sighed silently.

To be honest, with his cleverness, even if he didn't react at the time, he reacted after a while.

What Wan Ke said, Qu San had already guessed it in his heart, but he was too lazy to pierce it

Hengzhu Ancha also likes himself, so he feels that it doesn't matter.

However, it is false to say that he is not angry, but who made this person Ancha?

He originally thought he was angry, but the moment he saw Ancha.

The anger that had gathered up collapsed in an instant.

Even if he knew that Ancha was just casually with him at the beginning, he didn't want to pursue it.