Song Canran washed his face with cold water in the bathroom for a long time, until the dryness on his cheeks disappeared completely, and he didn't see a trace of abnormality at all before he came out again.

Outside, Huo Zizhao was already honestly leaning on his bed and adjusting the TV channel, his long legs were stretched, the coat on his body was taken off and thrown aside, the tights on his body outlined his well-defined muscles, and with the handsome face that turned all beings upside down, she could see her heartbeat again.

Eh, beauty is a curse.

It is impossible for anyone to have such a scourge in their room as if nothing had happened.

Thinking about the whole night with him, she suddenly felt that this night was a bit long.

She walked to her bedside as little as she could, and blew it up after just one look.

"What's going on?"

Originally, there was a narrow aisle between the two beds, and when she went to the bathroom, the aisle was gone, and the two beds were next to each other.

From two single beds to a double bed!

Huo Zizhao glanced at him lightly and deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What's wrong?" ”

"Huo Shao, how old are you, and you still do such childish things," Song Cangran pointed at him with his fingertips angrily: "Move back for me." ”

Seeing her angry appearance, Huo Zizhao laughed, bent up from the head of the bed, grabbed her wrist with his long arm stretched, and pulled her to the bed.

Song Canran's strength was his opponent, and he was pulled to his side almost without resistance, his arm domineeringly went around the back of her neck, firmly fixed her in his arms, and leaned against the head of the bed with her.

"Don't make a fuss, watch TV with me."

“……”

It was as if she was unreasonably trying to do something to him.

Song Cangran was about to crush his silver teeth, but finally quieted down.

In the quiet room, the sound of TV tuning sounded, Song Cangran nestled in Huo Zizhao's arms, hugged by his strong arms, his chest was very thick, and the feeling of leaning on it made people comfortable and reassuring.

His chin rests on her sideburns, and the slight touch is very intimate, which reminds people of one word: ear and sideburns.

The two watched TV quietly, just like an ordinary young couple's incomparably daily night, feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat, Song Canran suddenly had a feeling that time flies and the years are quiet.

was adjusting the stage, a picture of a couple of men and women kissing appeared on TV, Huo Zizhao adjusted the channel's action, and Song Canran immediately slapped it on his arm.

"What's so nice about it?"

"Yes, you haven't kissed me yet, right?"

“……”

Song Canran didn't bother to discuss it with this shameless guy, and dragged his arm to grab the remote control.

She leaned in front of him, and because of this action, the bodies of the two inevitably touched, rubbed, and produced some chemical reactions.

By the time Song Cangran realized it, she had already been detained by him, she sat on him, looked down at the heat in the man's eyes, and felt a trace of cowardice in her heart.

"Hehe, it's not early, let's go to bed."

As soon as she lifted one leg and clasped her big palm on her lower back, she threw herself in front of him.

Looking at each other, her face hung above him, and the man held her waist and commanded in a low voice, "Kiss me." ”

His voice was already very good, but at the moment it was dyed with some hoarse love baths, which sounded extremely bewitching.

"I said, each one sleeps his own at night." Song Cangran licked his lips and strongly resisted the urge to kiss him.

"I'll let you sleep after kissing."

"Really?"

"Really."

Song Cangran stared at his dark dark eyes, although he repeatedly reminded himself in his heart, he still couldn't resist his temptation, and his face fell down, close to his lips.