"This sounds familiar, are you sure it's not a line from a movie?" Ou Muye giggled, and the low and hoarse laughter was like a waltz in the silence. Bring out the tone that makes me confused.

This laughter seems to be able to enhance the atmosphere.

This laugh also made Tang Wanning feel that he seemed to be really hinting that he should not be sentimental, he was laughing at her reaction, yes, he was laughing at her.

The feeling of shame made Tang Wanning's face redder, and she felt that she was just a clown jumping off the beam in his eyes, so she struggled and shook her shoulders: "I warn you, don't play hooligan with me here, let me out!" ”

Her screams bordered on hysteria, but she still didn't dare to say too much. Even if you lose your heart, you don't want to be seen by others.

All her momentum was nothing more than a bluff.

As for this, he may have seen through it.

Ou Muye pressed her tighter without much effort, so that her flesh and bones were completely attached to the glass and could not move for half a minute. The more angry she became, the more she laughed, and the more she laughed, unabashedly.

Tang Wanning almost wanted to kill him: "What do you want?" I think it's terrible to be naked, you don't have a face, and you still laugh - " Angry, he scratched him viciously with his fingers against his chest. It doesn't matter if he hurts or not.

"Whew-" Ou Muye stopped laughing, and the whole person who was in pain pressed against her body and groaned.

"Get up, don't press it down on me, you get up." Realizing the burning part of his waist, Tang Wanning was even more irrational and pinched him.

Ou Muye's screams became more intense: "Whoa, it hurts, it hurts." Don't pinch it, it's all made of meat. It hurts! ”

His voice sounded a little pathetic.

Could it be that this guy is really drunk?

Generally speaking, he doesn't make himself so ,,, so ,,, maybe it's more appropriate to use the word cute to describe it, but he doesn't match cuteness at all, if he's sober, it'll be like this, crying out like a weak girl.

Tang Wanning calmed down and stopped struggling, anyway, the more he struggled, the tighter he pressed, but he just entered a vicious circle.

She didn't move, he just leaned against her, his chin pressed against her forehead, his jaw bone hard with warmth, the breath from his thin lips blowing on her hair, hot moisture reaching her scalp.

"Mr. Ou?" She stretched out a green jade finger and gently poked his waist.

No response.

He used her as a human cushion, and it was too comfortable to lean on.

"Ou Mu Ye!" Tang Wanning's voice was a little louder, maybe the effect of calling the name would be better.

There was an even breathing sound from his forehead, and the guy seemed to be asleep.

She moved her arms, thinking that she should let go of her when she fell asleep, but his hand would not let go, and with each struggle, he held her tighter, as if to sink her into his own bones, and she was about to lose her breath.

She was helpless.

When she is a mattress and sleeps naked, it is very comfortable and sweet, has he ever considered her who is awake with her eyes open, and she is pressed by him into an A4 paper?

Half an hour later—

Outrageous!

He was going to sleep on her for the night, and he was naked, absolutely not, she had to find a way to get him out of the bathroom.

Pull out one of his beards and he should wake up!

Well, but he seems to shave his beard very clean every day, so let's go about the hair, she raised her hand and grabbed both of his hairs and pulled them hard.

"Ahh

"Thank God, you're finally awake, Ou Muye, even if you want to sleep, let's go to bed." Tang Wanning patted him on the back vigorously to prevent him from sleeping again.

Ou Muye tilted his head a little, his eyes were scattered, and his smile was slightly ambiguous: "We? ”

Tang Wanning couldn't decipher what he meant for a while, but in response to his words, she had to nod: "Yes, what's wrong?" You don't want to go to bed? But it's cold here, and you're going to catch a cold. ”

"No, I want to go!" Ou Muye left her.

The moment she was freed, Tang Wanning immediately ran away, picked up the bath towel on the ground and wrapped it around him, she couldn't care so much at this time, as long as she could coax him to bed and then sleep obediently, she would be peaceful in the world.

Ou Muye saw her give him a bath towel, and a happy smile spread on his face: "Thank you!" ”

"No thanks, come, I'll help you out." Tang Wanning has become a dedicated nanny, no longer timid, and she doesn't look at his ** and think about something, in his eyes, she is now an urgent need to deal with it, so that she can escape as soon as possible. Longitudinal double pill blood.

"You're too anxious." Ou Muye's eyes stared at the "see-through suit" on her body, pun intended.

"yes, I'm in a hurry, let's get out." Tang Wanning pulled him out of the bathroom.

Ou Muye took her shoulders very naturally and accepted her support, the lamp in front of him split into many phantoms, the door frame was shaking, and his head was even more painful.

Tang Wanning helped him to the bed, made him sit and lie down, and was about to cover him with a quilt, when he suddenly grabbed her arm, wrapped her like a giant python, dragged her to the bed, and fell asleep on his side and trapped her with his strong arms.

"What are you doing—" Tang Wanning shouted angrily, gesturing to get up, but her efforts several times were in vain.

"Didn't you say that we should come to bed and sleep together!" Ou Muye pressed her head with his hand and pulled the thin quilt over and covered them.

Tang Wanning kicked the quilt in a fit of rage: "Neurotic, when did I say I slept with you?" ”

As she was shouting, she suddenly thought of their conversation just now, no wonder he was laughing like that.

"You misunderstood, how could I say that I would sleep with you, Mr. Ou, you misunderstood, really misunderstood." She rushed to explain, snapping his fingers.

"Stop arguing, my head hurts!" Ou Muye closed her eyes, rubbed her hair with her chin, and muttered sleepy.

"You're still annoying, Ou Muye, you let me get up, we can't sleep together, it's a matter of principle!" Tang Wanning reasoned with him seriously.

Ou Muye was silent. Pregnant and married:.

Tang Wanning shouted savagely: "I have to go, did you hear it, let me go!" ”

"Don't go!" The strong arms are clenched like pythons.

His voice was weak and frightened, this weakness was like a helpless child's desire for warmth, the weak urgently needed to be saved, he greedily rubbed her hair, his hands held her cheeks, his fingertips trembled a little bit, she could feel his fingers from her forehead all the way through her brow bones, her eyes, the bridge of her nose, her lips, the fingertips stayed on her lips and stroked back and forth, his breath was very deep, he inhaled and exhaled slowly with trembling, so repeatedly, tossing and turning, It's like groping for an exit to the light in the night, because I've been trapped for too long and I don't know what to do.

Tang Wanning didn't understand what he was doing, but her heart was inexplicably very sour.

He's really drunk!

No longer brutally expelled his hug, if he was just a poor man who needed warmth, she might be able to give him a hug, what was it, his pity, made her feel that she was not the only one who was a tragedy.

Lying flat, patting the back of his hand, as if to soothe his lonely soul, she sighed as he slowly melted the knot of his eyebrows.

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