Zhan Mianmian rested her elbows on the dresser, her hands supported her chin, she looked at herself in the mirror with half-open eyes, she was actually peeking at the man who was blowing his hair on the top of his head with a serious face, every time she looked at it, she felt her heart beating, she almost couldn't help but "touch", is this the feeling of heartbeat?

In terms of feelings, she is a little white.

But for men, men have secretly had a crush on her for so many years, and after so many years, it should be... You're already an old driver, right?

She frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

"I'm going to stay here tonight!" Zhan Shaochu casually spit out this sentence.

The words smashed down on the top of her head were like a hammer, Zhan Mianmian immediately recovered her spirits, she raised her little face, stared at the man's face with her head upside down, and her pink lips opened slightly: "Don't you have a room by yourself?" Why did you come to my room? ”

The man pursed his lips, the expression on his face still did not move, and replied solemnly: "I feel more comfortable sleeping in your bed, so I'm going to sleep here tonight!" ”

Fighting: "........."

Oh, that's a perfect reason!

She pursed her lips and ignored him with a bitter face, she always felt a little weird, but she couldn't say it?

Oh... It seems that you have suffered a loss, right? Isn't it just a loss?

She sighed helplessly, in front of this man, her little ghost ideas are all floating clouds, but this man is too smart, and his IQ is simply 250!?

After the hair was dried, the two "brothers and sisters" lay on the 3.3-meter big bed.

The two were separated by an arm's length.

Zhan Shaochu was naturally very unhappy, but he didn't make any small moves, anyway, this stupid girl would definitely roll into his arms automatically after falling asleep.

A long, long time ago in the morning, Zhan Mianmian was used to this look.

The corners of his lips couldn't be hidden, and he curled slightly, but he quickly covered it up, low-key and low-key!

At one o'clock in the morning, Zhan Mianmian's even breathing finally sounded, and within five minutes, she stretched out an arm and probed left and right, as if she was touching something.

Then she caught a familiar piece of cloth, and she instinctively rolled over, like an octopus, and hung on the man's body, her hands still tightly clasped, and she was willing to give up if she wanted to glue her whole body on.

Two seconds later, the man who had closed his eyes suddenly opened a pair of black eyes without sleep, he lowered his eyes, looked at the little head on his chest, and hooked his lips triumphantly, hum, look, it's so willful!

Just when he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, the mobile phone screen next to him suddenly lit up, and he frowned in displeasure, ignoring it for the first time.

However, after a few seconds, the phone screen lit up for the second time, and this time his whole face went black, and he impatiently opened the password, and found that it was two documents from the mailbox, both of which were about the CBS organization.

He almost didn't scold his mother at this mobile phone, no, from now on, just pick a few hours to open the mailbox, otherwise, it's always a bad thing, and it's a good thing!

He downloaded the file, glanced at it hurriedly, and then turned off the phone directly, and he didn't know where it flew to.

Innocent cell phone: "........."

Humans are so rough, woo woo...