Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Battle in the Night

Finally, the bodies of the two men approached each other. Jing Ning could feel the general's gaze on her lips.

Jing Ning's eyes flashed, holding her breath, still thinking about the next second, the general's lips were close to her, whether she should dodge, and before she could figure it out, the general had already subtly missed her lips and approached her ears.

Call~

A cool breeze exhaled from the general's lips, and the breath that exhaled mischievously itched the skin behind her ears, and finally Jing Ning dodged back, and suddenly did not sit still.

"Ahh When he just fell, he hit his head on the wall behind him and felt a pain.

The general leaned forward, his lips still resting behind her ear, and spoke in a deep voice in her ear.

The heat brought by the breath that had just been exhaled in her ear had not subsided, and now the general's words completely deflated her, and her whole body was inexplicably weak, and the red on her face reached the root behind her ears.

"You, don't scream."

The general deliberately misunderstood her scream from the pain she had just made, and challenged Jing Ning's patience with a provocative joke.

This game was won by the general, and after this sentence was uttered, the situation was already clear.

She thought about it, since she couldn't escape from this bed, she could only interrupt the ambiguous atmosphere, determined not to let the general see her current chaotic appearance.

Then he got into the quilt in a huff, "Sleep!" With a snort, he turned his back to the general.

At this time, she was obviously hot to death, and she wanted to wrap herself tightly in the quilt, and felt a careful force behind her tentatively pulling her quilt, she couldn't understand whether the general was unwilling to let her go tonight, so he wanted to see her ugly.

The more she thought about something, the more angry she became, she suddenly sat up and raised her voice, "I said sleep, why are you still pulling my quilt, it's over, you're too bullying......"

The quarrel didn't play well, and she also lost the anti-flirtatious general, and she was really wronged home tonight, and now no matter what thirty-seven twenty-one, she must make the general feel that she also has a temper.

At last she was tired of fire, and the general lay there with his head propped up, looking at her with a smile like watching a play, where she poured out her grievances tonight.

"That's it, when I said it, I just want you to give me back my quilt, and you snatched my quilt away." The general pretended to be innocent.

Jing Ning looked down at the quilt on her body, and then looked at the general's small posture gently tugging at it, only to find that she had taken her quilt wrongly, her own quilt was still at her feet, and the general's quilt was wrapped around her body in her panic.

"You, your quilt smells good, it's comfortable to cover, you can cover my bed tonight, it's so decided, don't ask, sleep!" Obviously, these two quilts are made together, so what is more comfortable, but tonight she is really too flustered, even if she makes such a ridiculous statement, she has to save her dignity in the end.

Jing Ning was still lying with his back to the general, pretending to be asleep without moving, but in fact, he used his whole body to feel the subtle movements of the general behind him, guessing his current expression, while feeling annoyed.

The night was quiet and slightly cool, and the two hearts on the bed were beating uncontrollably fast, and the heartbeats were fast and hot.

The two silently prayed that the other would not speak, and there was a little expectation that the other would be able to speak, and this contradictory wish was a feeling that they did not know about each other.

After a long time, the general heard Jing Ning's breathing gradually steady, feeling that she should have gone to sleep, and holding on to a bit of luck, hoping that she would not be able to sleep like himself, he turned his head and looked at her back.

After thinking about it a few times, I finally asked what I wanted to ask, "What does my quilt smell like, does it smell so good?" ”

Jing Ning's heart was provoked by his voice, she was clenched and let go, she didn't answer, and buried her head buried in the quilt deeper.

Xin couldn't help but answer, this quilt has the smell of desert dyeing, it is a kind of magnolia fragrance, and there is a little bit of bamboo and spring tea fragrance, it smells very good...... It smells good......

It's a pity, Lin Moran can't read her mind, let alone hear the answer in her heart.

At this time, the wind hung outside the window, and then it rained, and the sound of the autumn rain drowned out each other's heartbeats......