Qin Anlan hugged her waist from behind, his face buried in her neck, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

She smiled, gently put her fingers on the back of his hand, and asked in a faint voice after a while: "Qin Anlan, do you think insomnia is contagious?" ”

Qin Anlan turned her around, pressed his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her very seriously.

After a long time, he whispered: "Sleep, insomnia is not good for the little girl's skin." ”

He carried her to his bedroom...... Princess hug.

Her slender arms naturally hugged his neck, and her long hair covered her eyes with her head down, and she asked very softly, "Qin Anlan, is this also a safe range?" ”

"Yes!" He gave her the answer and carefully placed her on the bed.

She saw that he had no intention of sleeping, so she was a little flattered that he could do that to her just now.

Lowering his eyes, he asked what he wanted to ask: "Are you ...... Miss her? ”

At that moment, the male body under her fingers tensed, and there was a feeling of flexure in the muscles.

Qin Anlan looked at her with a sharpness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

His thin lips pursed into a straight line, and after a while, his voice was a little stern: "Who told you that?" ”

She was half-slumped on the bed, and he was half-pressed, and this gesture was really a little warm—

If only his eyes and voice weren't so sharp.

Ye Liangqiu's small mouth was also a little tight, she couldn't stand the forced gaze in his eyes, turned her face away, and whispered, "There is a photo in the bedside table." ”

Only then did he remember, holding her with one hand, pulling open the bedside table with the other, and touching a picture frame with his fingers.

It was a photo of the three of them.

He, Shen Lian, and Tang Yu.

It was when they were twenty years old, in their youth.

Qin Anlan looked at the photo and let go of Ye Liangqiu......

As soon as he let go of her, she knew that his heart still couldn't let go.

She was just a person who passed the time when he was bored and lonely.

In my heart, there is an indescribable loneliness, that feeling is not very good.

Ye Liangqiu smiled softly, laughing at himself for being a little silly......

Qin Anlan sat aside, looked at it for a while, and touched it with his fingers, as if he was stroking it nostalgically.

In the end, he put the frame back in the drawer, and when he looked at her again, he said in a light tone: "Sleep." ”

This time, he didn't want to leave, but hugged her and slept with him.

In the quiet of the night, a man and a woman have thoughts, how can they fall asleep easily.

She breathed as lightly as she could, but her body couldn't help but move around.

Qin Anlan opened his eyes, looked at the little black head in his arms, and threatened in a low voice: "Ye Liangqiu, if you dare to move again, I will replace you." ”

"You can just change it." She still has a little emotion.

He laughed, his fingers tightening slowly, touching her little belly, where there was unexpectedly some small flesh.

So, his fingers lingered there a little longer, and she was so soft that his fingers almost melted.

"It looks skinny, but there is meat on the belly." His voice was hoarse, but he tried to be as calm as possible.

I don't want to admit it, I don't want her to know that he has some kind of intention, and somewhere it is more directly indicating that he is reacting.

Ye Liangqiu's voice was also a little floating, "Sister Ying said that it's not good for female artists to be fat. ”

"It's not fat!" He smiled, "That's good." ”

Because it's quite comfortable to touch......

It may be that they get along so naturally with each other that they forget that they have done it once, and that time, he has no measures.

She thought he would do it, and he forgot that he didn't.