She had just approached him, and then she had run away, as if she didn't want to touch him. But she naturally felt that they should sleep together. Not as a husband, as a lover, but as if just as a relative.

The air was filled with the smell of her, faint, not strong, like this air, everywhere, intertwined into a fine and dense web, tightly wound around him.

Although his body was tired, and even his brain was tired, he couldn't sleep at all.

When he didn't come back, he always wanted to come back, but when he really came back, he felt that it was better not to come back. Of course, he was very pleased that she had such a small change, but this was only the first step in the long march, and after that, there were thousands of difficulties and dangers waiting for him to cross.

The old golden grandfather clock has been jingling twelve times, and the old day is over, and the new day is coming. Leng Sicheng looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, Gu Qingqing next to him had already fallen asleep comfortably, he called softly, Gu Qingqing did not answer, Leng Sicheng looked at her coldly for a moment, and finally, he slowly approached her, closer, the back of his hand against her hand, and then his arm against her arm.

Touching her, Gu Qingqing didn't react in the slightest, Leng Sicheng came a little closer and held her hand. Then he reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, and then took her hand and let her put it on top of him.

With such a big move, Gu Qingqing finally frowned, but, maybe it was because she was busy with things in the past few days, and she was a little tired from exercising just now, she didn't wake up, but seemed to smell the familiar breath on Leng Sicheng's body, she was originally pulled by Leng Sicheng and hugged him, but now, she took the initiative to reach out and hug him, rubbed her little head against his shoulder, found the most comfortable posture, and fell asleep by herself.

On the contrary, it was Leng Sicheng, who was hugged by her little hand, rubbed by her head, and the nephrite jade in her arms was warm and fragrant.

She has this ability, making him in heaven one second, and the next second as if he was in hell.

It's just that being held by her, no matter how tired he is, the man's instinct reappears. Leng Sicheng looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling, although he was a little happy in his heart when she was unconsciously approaching in his sleep—but this proximity also provoked his reaction, and he couldn't overpower her directly.

Not only could he not overwhelm her, but he didn't even dare to move—for fear of waking her up.

Leng Sicheng looked at the flickering fragment-like light on the crystal lamp, and the object in his arms was the object he longed to touch the most, but it was as stiff as wood, and he could only muttered the "Qingxin Mantra" speechlessly, his childhood tongue twister: "Little calf cow, bib, beanie ...... in the pocket"

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"Bell bell bell ......"

A piercing bell rang, and it was easy to have a weekend, Gu Qingqing subconsciously wanted to press this annoying ringtone. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, as if her own hand, wrapped around the body of some humanoid object, a fiery snort, spurting thin, so close that she could feel the sound of steady breathing. The sound of a steady and powerful heartbeat came, and the sound of her own heartbeat seemed to complement each other, playing the appearance of a concerto.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and sure enough, she found that Leng Sicheng's cold pupils appeared in front of her!