Song Zehan's bedroom door was only half closed, as if he expected Ruan Shiyan to come, so he deliberately left it for her.

Ruan Shiyan hugged the pillow, walked in cheekily, stood at the door, and knocked on the half of the door that was knocking.

Tuk Tuk –

Song Zehan, who was leaning on the head of the bed to read the documents, lazily raised his eyelids and looked at her expressionlessly, with an incomprehensible light flashing in his deep eyes.

Ruan Shiyan was a little uncomfortable by him, and subconsciously hugged the pillow in her arms tighter.

"Ahem, brother, I'm ...... I can't sleep, can I lend you half of it - no, a third of it, can I borrow a third of your bed to lie down for a while? ”

At the moment, she is very tired, but as long as she lies down and closes her eyes, her mind is full of the pictures that stimulate her brain, so she really doesn't have the energy to worry about whether Song Zehan is her brother's business.

I just know that she especially needs a break.

What's more, she and Song Zehan have hugged each other, and she hasn't slept in his room, so it can't be anything more than this night.

There were many thoughts, but for a moment, seeing that Song Zehan did not deny it, Ruan Shiyan hurriedly trotted to the other side of the bed, lay down with her back to Song Zehan, and hugged the small pillow she brought.

Strange to say, as long as she lies in this position, the uneasiness in her heart is dispelled a little.

At first, she could clearly feel that Song Zehan's gaze had been falling on her back, and she was still a little apprehensive in her heart.

But gradually it was sleepiness that prevailed, and she closed her eyes in a daze.

But as if she had just fallen asleep, the corpse's face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, causing her to take a sharp breath of cold air and wake up from her sleep.

Ruan Shiyan turned her back to Song Zehan and gasped for breath.

Before she could laugh at how weak her mental capacity had become, she felt an arm stretch from her waist, and with a gentle pull, he hugged her towards the middle position.

Her back, drenched in cold sweat, was suddenly warmed by the heat of her chest, burning her fear and uneasiness.

Song Zehan adjusted his position slightly, and his chin rested lightly on the top of Ruan Shiyan's head, wrapping her whole body in his warm embrace.

After giving her a few seconds to adjust, the hand that had just been around her waist moved to her shoulder, and gently patted her shoulder again and again.

He was lulling her to sleep.

Ruan Shiyan stiffened for a few seconds, but quickly adapted to this extraordinarily warm embrace.

She had to admit that Song Zehan's warmth could eliminate her fear to the greatest extent.

even gave her the illusion that as long as he was there, she didn't have to be afraid of anything.

It's full of security.

After a day of tossing, at this moment, she didn't want to worry about anything anymore, she just wanted to covet the warmth of this moment.

But Ruan Shiyan was asleep, but Song Zehan, who was holding her, was not so comfortable.

Late at night, Song Zehan looked at the little woman who was using herself as a humanoid pillow, and his position at this time, frowned, and sighed helplessly.

That's really a third.

But instead of occupying it, it only left him a third of the space.

If he continues to dominate at this rate, he will have to sleep on the floor before dawn.

Song Zehan was so squeezed that he had no choice but to switch to the other side of her to sleep.

But he was worried about disturbing him, so he didn't take away her hand holding him, thinking that as long as he moved very lightly and turned around with her.

But just as he was hanging above her with his body propped up, Ruan Shiyan opened his eyes without warning......