That night, Lin Alfalfa once again wanted to "sleep" with Zhong Lingxin.

Once again, she was ruthlessly rejected.

He stood at the door of Zhong Lingxin's room pitifully, and without saying a word, he silently leaned against the wall.

Like a pet waiting for its owner outside the door, it can be retrieved again.

Zhong Lingxin: "......"

The person in front of her was like a burning flame, melting the ice in her heart, and the boiling water kept bubbling up.

I don't know when the water will run out.

But the fire was getting hotter and hotter, tormenting her.

Zhong Lingxin took several deep breaths, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at him without a trace.

Thinking about the possibility of knocking someone unconscious and throwing him back into his own bed.

Neither of them said a word, and the atmosphere became a little delicate.

As soon as Zhong Lingxin made up his mind, he raised his eyes and met that resentful gaze.

The two eyes, which were as beautiful as obsidian, were covered with a shallow layer of fog and were wet.

It is like two deep springs, filled with fragments of starlight.

Such touching eyes, begging eyes, flowed into Zhong Lingxin's heart like spring water, making the dry land moist and soft.

The corners of Zhong Lingxin's mouth hooked up a self-deprecating arc.

Once again, she couldn't bear it, and once again she was confused.

Zhong Lingxin sighed helplessly, bowed his head and said:

"Come in......"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Alfalfa's lightly pursed lip line slowly pulled away like a thread.

His eyes also bent with a smile, and instantly bloomed into a brilliant smile.

The two dimples on his face were deeply sunken, and the inside seemed to be filled with fine wine, which made people intoxicated.

Zhong Lingxin turned sideways and watched him pounce on the big bed with a smile.

Rubbing on the quilt like a puppy, there seems to be an invisible tail wagging desperately behind him.

Zhong Lingxin closed the door, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and squinted his eyes slightly to look at him, but a faint smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

Once again, she let the man occupy half of her bed.

Lying on the bed, Zhong Lingxin felt like a humanoid rag doll or a stiff tree trunk.

She accepted her fate, and was hugged tightly by Lin Alfalfa, and she was inseparable.

But someone is like a sticky piece of kraft candy, and when you get it, you can't tear it off.

Zhong Lingxin was afraid that he would be out of control and could only be his pillow honestly.

Listening to the sound of shallow breathing in the darkness, Zhong Lingxin's eyebrows raised slightly.

She drooped her eyelids and yawned.

After a while, she slowly closed her eyes and fell into a sweet and dark sleep together.

Alfalfa, who pretended to be asleep, opened her eyes suddenly, and a pair of deep black eyes looked at her intently.

The corners of his mouth were quietly hooked, and his shallow smile was full of the affection of the drowning man.

In the darkness, he jerked into her lips and pecked her shallowly like a dragonfly.

Then he supported his head with one hand, and stared at Zhong Lingxin, who was already asleep, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After some time, he gently took her hand that fell to his side, and carefully placed it on his cheek, rubbing it as if it were nothing.

Little by little, her hand slid over his cheek, the palm of which was soft like a marshmallow, and Alfalfa felt like she was in a sweet dream with her.

The temperature of her palm slowly penetrated into her face, and he couldn't help but let out a low sigh of attachment to reassure him.

If she is like this, she can watch it for a lifetime.

Zhong Lingxin slept in a daze, feeling like a fish stranded on the beach.

It seems that he is going to suffocate in the next second, and he can only breathe through his mouth.

Finally able to catch her breath, a scorching breath hit her cheeks, and she pushed it away in frustration.

But a string of low and pleasant laughter sounded in his ears, just like the dull whispering of the leaves when the warm wind blows through the mountains and forests, which is so good that it grinds the ears.

Zhong Lingxin opened her sleepy eyes slightly, and raised her hand to wave away the guy who disturbed her sweet dream.

"If you don't open your eyes, I'm going to wake you up with a kiss?"

This sentence was like a deep water **, which exploded in her mind in an instant.

Zhong Lingxin's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at Lin Alfalfa, who was smiling cheaply.

There was a flash of lightning and thunder in her eyes, as bright as a knife, stabbing at the man who had annoyed her early in the morning.

It's a pity that someone was completely unaffected and smiled even more.

With his smile, Zhong Lingxin became even more annoyed, his eyebrows frowned, he glared at him fiercely, and his face sank involuntarily.

Zhong Lingxin closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and suppressed the urge to hit someone in his heart.

Her mind was still foggy, and she reached for the clock at the head of the bed, and the hour hand was still a little short of five.

Before five o'clock in the morning, she suddenly rolled on the bed in despair.

Zhong Lingxin rubbed his hair indiscriminately, lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed, and ignored the person next to him.

Seeing that she was really angry, Lin Alfalfa immediately restrained the smile on her face and became serious.

But the smile at the corner of his mouth is hidden, but the bottom of his eyes can't be hidden, still gentle and delicate, and indescribably tender.

When Zhong Lingxin finished washing quickly, he came up again, sticking behind him like a dogskin plaster.

Zhong Lingxin pinched his swollen eyebrows, did Lin Yincheng know that the other side of him was so sticky?

If he knew what he was like now, would he be so blushing that he wouldn't dare to look at her face again in his life.

"Little star, let's go watch the sunrise, I really want to go to see a sunrise with you."

Alfalfa leaned over to her, deliberately pinching her tone, and her voice had a bit of softness when a cat was coquettish.

It's like a cat's paw gently scratching a few times in her heart, inexplicably a little sultry.

Zhong Lingxin looked at the face that was about to be pasted, and his heart was slightly stunned.

His eyes were faintly blue, and the eyes that stared at her were glowing with tired blood, and his gaze was still burning.

The affection in his eyes is like a soft finger, and it makes people's hearts soften.

Did he not sleep all night? Just to watch a sunrise?

If I wanted to refuse, I was swallowed back for some reason.

Seeing that she silently agreed, Lin Alfalfa laughed more and more wantonly, and her eyes were about to narrow into two curved lines.

Like a cat that was coaxed into a daze, he immediately took her hand by her side, and as if he had done last night, he carried her and flew up the giant tree.

Only this time it was looking to the east, the direction of the rising sun.

It wasn't until a cold wind blew that Zhong Lingxin's head sobered up a little.

She didn't know how she could have promised him, and together they were raging in a tree by the cold wind.

Just to watch a normal sunrise, her head is also funny.

Alfalfa quietly leaned over to her and wrapped the windswept strands of hair from her ears back behind her ears.

Slightly warm, fingers ran down her ear and landed on the side of her face.

Zhong Lingxin turned his face abruptly and snorted unhappily.

She raised her hand to push him a little farther away, but she was beaten by the wind and said in a dazed voice:

"So early, where is the sunrise? I'm really convinced. ”

Alfalfa easily reached out and took the hand she had pushed towards her, and kissed it lightly on the lips.

The kiss was as soft as a feather, with a hint of burning, and instantly warmed her hand.

Zhong Lingxin was a little flustered and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lin Alfalfa clenched it tighter.

He slowly let go of his hand and put one hand on her shoulder, the other on her cheek, turning her face towards himself.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Zhong Lingxin, who was a little at a loss, and lowered his head.

It wasn't until he was at a distance from her breath that he stopped and looked at her steadily:

"You can look at me first."

Zhong Lingxin: "......"

Those eyes were as deep as the vast dark night, as dark as the starry sky.

He was staring at her at the moment, and the starlight swaying inside was like a dazzling gem, attracting all her attention in the white mist exhaled.

The affection that precipitated in his eyes was like a hurricane, turning her heart upside down and setting off monstrous waves.

There were cracks in the gate, and it could burst at any moment.

Alfalfa let go of the hand on her face and slowly fell, intertwining her fingers.

He looked into her eyes, his eyes were like two sparkling waves of spring water, spring waves rippling, and his reflection could be clearly seen inside.

I don't know when it started, Zhong Lingxin looked at the face that had leaned over, and Lin Alfalfa's kiss fell on his lips.

With a light bite, he pried open her closed teeth, and his nimble tongue slipped in, kissing her almost predatory.

Zhong Lingxin closed his eyes, his body tensed suddenly, and his fingers curled into fists uncontrollably pulled the corners of his clothes.

After the long kiss, both of them were a little out of breath and kept exhaling white hot air.

Zhong Lingxin opened her eyes, and happened to meet the eyes of the alfalfa that were deeper than the starry sky, and the breath-stirring heat in the eyes made her heart stunned.

Those obscure, depressed, or reluctant emotions made her a little confused.

Like, he could leave at any moment.

Before she could think further, Alfalfa turned sideways and pressed her head on his shoulder.

His hand landed gently on top of her head, caressing it slowly.

After slowly calming down his breathing for a long time, he spoke patiently and restrainedly:

"Don't look at me, I'm afraid I can't help but eat you."

His voice was so gentle that it could pinch out of the water, with a slight hint of hoarseness after emotion.

Zhong Lingxin's cheeks unconsciously flew two scarlets, and the roots of his ears were inexplicably hot.

Her fingertips gently buckled into her palms, and sweat oozed from her palms.

At this moment, she had an urge to tell the person in front of her everything that happened to her.

She is no longer the person he liked in the first place, will he still like himself like this?

Cruel, selfish and indifferent, his hands are stained with blood, and he is no longer innocent like a blank sheet of paper.

But the cold wind blew, the sweat was slightly cool, and if he wanted to speak, he suddenly died in his throat.

She blinked, buried quietly on his shoulder, motionless.