The person who was lying on the sofa just now disappeared at this time. The fox looked around suspiciously, the door was closed, there was no movement in the bathroom, the door of the guest room was empty, and he strode to his door with a deep groan. Regardless of whether Gao Cheng is giving me some ghost test questions again, I don't want to pay attention to it, and I have to get up tomorrow morning to finish the poster.

But when I pushed the door into the bedroom, I froze again.

The person who was lying on the sofa just now actually pillowed my pillow, slept on my bed, and covered me with my quilt!

stared at the long figure lying on the side for several minutes, unable to breathe, rummaging in his mind for various ways to get him out, but in the end he was stunned. Sighing and exiting his bedroom, he walked into the next room, stood in front of the door and stared at the flat bed for a long time, and when he climbed up and fell asleep, his nose seemed to linger with someone's peculiar and unusual smell.

I thought to myself: what an unpleasant night.

Not only were the nights unpleasant, but the mornings were even worse.

When I felt the collapse next to me, I immediately woke up from a light sleep, and when I turned my head, I saw Gao Cheng sitting on the edge of the bed with an expressionless face, looking at me with dark eyes, and the atmosphere was weird.

I didn't see him speak for a long time, so I had to ask, "What are you doing?" As if he had said a secret phrase for customs clearance, the person fell directly down and lay on the side of the bed, and turned sideways to my face, his eyes were closed calmly, and his breathing was shallow.

If it weren't for the fact that I had seen him close his eyes early in the morning and eat breakfast, and knew that his so-called head was still three-quarters dormant at this time, I am afraid that I would have been really frightened by his strange behavior. While turning over from the other side and falling to the ground, he muttered in annoyance, "I was really defeated by him." ”

It was just after six o'clock, and I slept for more than three hours, but I didn't have the heart to go back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep. I simply took out the painting tools and set them up in the living room, and threw them into the promotional poster of the stage play. Due to the content discussed last night, it is difficult to concentrate, and when depicting the faces of the heroes and heroines, the faces of Wu Yan and Yu Xiuping are always reflected in my mind. When emotions come in, the feelings that have appeared in my mind will come to me, lonely, depressed, sad, hopeless......

A deep sound pulled me back from the detached thinking space, and I turned my head to see Gao Cheng walking with a black face. When he got to me, he stared down at me, "Why did you sleep in my bed?" ”

A black line on my forehead, I am obliged to remind: "I'm sorry, someone walked into my bedroom without permission and slept in my bed, and I didn't have the habit of sleeping on the sofa and chose to stay in my own room." Then at 6:05 a.m., the hellish man broke into the guest room again and disturbed my sleep. So, I should have asked you the other way around. ”

Gao Cheng tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said with certainty: "That's what hell you lived." Then he turned and walked briskly into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. I have already learned that he is thick-skinned, and it is amazing that he may be able to do so.

After a while, there was a sound of water in the bathroom, recalling that he slept "suddenly" last night, as if he hadn't taken a shower, but ......

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door, "I didn't take my clothes, go take them off." "The tone is a matter of course. I listened to the wind in my ears and continued to immerse myself in painting, Gao Cheng knocked on the door again, and raised his voice slightly: "Xia Zhu? ”

I made up my mind to ignore it, who asked him to pretend to be cool and go to the shower without clothes, and pointed out that I was a ghost, and the ghost I saw was him. Listening to the silence in the bathroom, I secretly felt funny, and when he was supposed to wear last night's dirty clothes, he could only come out and get clean, and wash it again, which can be regarded as eliminating my depression of lack of sleep. <