Chapter 63: It's quite interesting
Xia Shuyin didn't believe that Sheng Zhimo fell asleep like this, she kicked him again, and saw that he still didn't move, still lying on the bed, and his breathing was even.
"Bastard, you're not really going to sleep, are you?"
Xia Shuyin turned on the light in the room, leaned in front of Sheng Zhimo, and looked at him with his eyes closed tightly, and a small breathing sound came from the wing of his nose.
"......" It seems that he is really asleep.
Xia Shuyin sat helplessly on the bed, looking at Sheng Zhimo lying in front of him, his eyes involuntarily wandering to his thin lips.
If it weren't for the fact that he was drunk and good to herself during the day, she would definitely tear his mouth apart.
It was only when she looked at his closed lips, as if the cold, wet touch on his lips just now was still on her own.
Her heart beat faster, blood poured into her face, and her hand couldn't help but touch her lips.
This is the first time she has been so close to a man, even if she has been on a mission before, she has to be in contact with men, she is only holding hands, and she will never go over.
Even if she had to act in an emotional scene, she would lie at the man's feet before he could do it.
But now he not only kissed her, but did not die at her feet, but lay alive at her feet and fell asleep.
Thinking of this, Xia Shuyin couldn't help but kick Sheng Zhimo twice.
She exhaled heavily and glanced at the time, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.
She gathered her emotions and lay down heavily.
But Sheng Zhimo occupied more than half of her bed, and not only were her feet curled up when she lay down, but the quilt had no way to cover herself.
She tugged at the quilt hard, and her strength took a lot of effort, but the quilt didn't come out a little more.
She was so angry that she raised her leg and wanted to give Sheng Zhimo another kick, but as soon as her foot was raised, Sheng Zhimo turned over and rolled next to her, giving up the quilt.
"It's kind of interesting." Xia Shuyin glanced at Sheng Zhimo coldly, pulled the quilt and lay down directly, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
But there was suddenly another person around her, which made her feel very unaccustomed, no matter how she tossed and turned, she didn't feel sleepy at all.
In a fit of rage, she pulled the quilt over her head, hid herself in the quilt, and soon got out again because of the lack of air circulation.
"Ahh Sheng Zhimo, you bastard! Xia Shuyin sat up boredly, turned sideways and looked at Sheng Zhimo who was sleeping next to him.
"It is estimated that you have also accumulated eight lifetimes of blessings in your previous life, and today you have the honor to sleep in my bed!"
Xia Shuyin said as he pulled the quilt towards Sheng Zhimo's body, and then covered him.
After tidying up the quilt for Sheng Zhimo, she was about to get up and go to sleep next door, when suddenly a big * leg came over and pressed * on her waist, and she fell down with an unstable center of gravity.
It is said that drunk people will become heavier, and Xia Shuyin really realized it.
Originally, the strength of her current body was not as strong as before, and now Sheng Zhimo was still pressing on her waist, and she couldn't move it at all.
She couldn't walk, and in desperation, she could only pull the quilt and lie on the bed like this.
Originally, Xia Shuyin thought that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, but she didn't expect that the speed at which she fell asleep was faster than she imagined.
Not long after Xia Shuyin fell asleep, Sheng Zhimo, who had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked at the familiar girl in front of him, and he felt the urge not to leave this bed.
That night, the two of them just huddled into this little bed and fell asleep.