The cold winter wind poured in through the crack in the door, and Ning Jian, who had only been on the ground for a while, had already felt the coolness that could not be ignored from his naked feet into his whole body.

Thoughts flickered, and a strange thought took shape in my mind.

He lifted the tattered cotton wool and went to bed, the already narrow plank bed was not for two people to sleep flat, but it could accommodate two people by keeping it on its side.

Feeling a slightly cool breath approaching, Song Miaomiao subconsciously defaulted to Yueyue's breath, and moved her warm body to slowly approach.

The moment the warm and soft delicate body entered his arms, Ning Jian's heart could not be suppressed, looking at the delicate body that automatically entered his arms, he did not dare to hold it with his hands in the air, although both of them were wearing thick winter coats, although they fell asleep, they simply took off their coats, and under the thick sweater, he was still worried that his overly violent heartbeat would wake her up like a sleeping elf.

The child didn't know it, and rubbed against his chest in search of a more comfortable position.

Ning Jian stiffened her body and let the cat in her arms do something wrong, and she was so stiff that she didn't dare to move for a long time.

It wasn't until the person in his arms found a suitable position to stop his movements that he relaxed and slowly lowered his weak arms, gently wrapping them around her neck and waist.

This posture seemed to make the person in her arms feel warm, she rubbed it in without knowing it, Ning Jian's pupils darkened slightly, and she tightened the force in her hand, and the two warm bodies got closer, as if they could detect each other's breathing.

It seemed that she was uncomfortable, Song Miaomiao raised her head from Ning Jian's arms, gently pressed it against the other party's neck, felt the cool and slightly moist breath there, and exhaled comfortably.

The faint cat-like breath sprayed on Ning Jian's neck, as if a burst of electricity instantly swept through his body.

"Yueyue." A lazy and cool voice drifted in his ears, instantly diluting the heat in his heart.

She actually regarded him as Yueyue.

smiled bitterly, and a self-deprecating voice murmured in his heart: Ning Jian, you also have today.

His chin gently rubbed the soft top of the child in his arms, and he shouted helplessly: "Miao Miao." ”

In the early morning, everything was quiet, as if the heavens and the earth had fallen into a deep sleep overnight.

Song Miaomiao woke up to the sound of Yueyue's silver bell-like laughter.

"It's snowing, it's snowing." Outside the door was Yueyue's immature and excited voice.

Song Miaomiao opened her eyes blankly, and before the mixed thoughts in her head could be connected into a line, she was completely broken by the scene in front of her.

The man's characteristic Adam's apple is close at hand, rising and falling with gentle and orderly breathing.

Moving slightly, the warm embrace that bound her was loosened, she cautiously retreated, and watched with palpitations as the man whose complexion had returned to normal lying there quietly and peacefully, his handsome facial features were full of cold and indisputable atmosphere.

She had the illusion that she had blasphemed him.

"What, what's going on? How could I have climbed into bed, I, I didn't last night, wasn't I lying on the edge of the bed? He muttered a face that was a little stiff from horror and surprise.

Lightly, he helped the man who had not yet woken up on the bed to tighten the corners of the quilt, and climbed off the bed over his side like a thief.

"I guess I climbed up in the middle of the night." Standing at the head of the bed for a long time and unable to come back to her senses, if it was occupied by the consciousness of the original owner, let alone crawling Ning Jian's bed in the middle of the night, even if it was rude to the other party, she would not dare to question it at all.

The visual and psychic impact was too huge, and it caused her heart to overwork early in the morning.

Fortunately, the other party didn't wake up, if he woke up and saw her crawling into his bed with a dead face, maybe he would think of her in the future.

Female hooligan? Shameless to die? Kick you when you're down?

Thinking about it, my back was chilling, and the relationship between the two finally eased up, if this matter was known, it might fall back below freezing in an instant.

"Brother Jane?" When the mood was almost calm, Song Miaomiao pinched her throat and shouted softly.

Naturally, no one responded to her.

She smacked her lips, and the cat leaned close to the emaciated figure on the bed, and without even daring to look at it, she stretched out her right hand and reached out to his forehead.

"Well, the fever is finally gone." The other hand stroked his forehead in contrast.

What she didn't know was.

In the direction she couldn't see, the man's inky eyes had already opened, and there was a bright moon and stars inside.