The hand that was holding the bedside table seemed to have a faint tingling, and when she raised her hand, it seemed that there was a barb that was deeply stuck in the flesh.

Although the barb is small, it still hurts to get stuck in the finger. Gu Qingqing got up and turned on the light, and changed into pajamas first, but there were no needles in the room, so she had to squeeze them out little by little, so that Bai Shengsheng's fingers were red.

This barb is still very thick, the thickness of a toothpick, ten fingers connected to the heart, how can there be no pain. No matter how painful it is, it can't compare to the dull and dull soreness in my heart.

When Leng Sicheng came out of the bathroom, Gu Qingqing outside had already lay down.

Only turned on a small night light, she shrunk in a corner of the bed, and the whole person slept on her side, occupying only one-fifth of the entire big bed, and even the back she covered her body was only one-tenth of a quilt, as if it were not for the fact that there was only one quilt prepared at home, there was only one bed in this room, I was afraid that she would never sleep with him.

His pupils lowered slightly, and he saw that there was a clean pajama on the edge of the bed on his side. You don't have to look to know that she just prepared it.

She has always been like this, she stays wherever she goes, she goes outside to provoke as many women as she wants, and when she comes home, no matter how bad she speaks to her, she has such a plain and comfortable demeanor. She lowered her sense of existence very low, not because she was afraid of him, but because she didn't want to have more contact with him. In the past three years, her only reaction to him - it was actually when he just said that he was going to have a child, although she closed her eyes obediently, she couldn't hide her frown.

But on the contrary, her wife, on the surface, deserves to be virtuous and virtuous, and he has so many scandal objects outside, and he has never seen her angry with him once. went back to the old house to coax his parents to be happy, and even he was cold - she prepared pajamas for her!

She is such a "virtuous lady", but she stabbed his eyes alive!

With a big hand, he prepared her, and all the pajamas that were folded on the side were swept to the ground, he turned around and opened the cabinet again, took another set of pajamas and put them on, and then suddenly lifted the quilt, slept directly in the middle of the bed, and swept away four-fifths of the quilt!

Gu Qingqing's body was cold, although it was not winter, but the quilt was gone, and her whole body was cold, she didn't dare to lift the quilt again, let alone sleep in it, for fear of waking up Leng Sicheng.

She was curled up on the edge of the bed, her vest still next to the quilt, and only a wisp behind her could feel the warm heat in the quilt. After a while, when his breath was calm and as if he was asleep, she climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. She closed the bathroom door tightly, not because she was afraid that he would be embarrassed or anything—mainly because she was afraid of waking him up and making him more unhappy. Even turning on the hair dryer to blow his hair is also low-level.

When everything was done, she pushed open the door, the room was quiet, Leng Sicheng was still lying peacefully, the only change was that he was originally sleeping in the middle of the bed, and the quilt was also rolled away four-fifths, at this time it was slightly to the left, and the quilt was only covered by one-third.

Gu Qingqing hurriedly climbed up from the other side, quietly lifted the corner of the quilt and lay down, and turned off the light.

Inside, darkness and silence were restored to the house.

After a long time, Leng Sicheng opened his eyes slightly, let out a long breath, and suddenly, an arm stretched out and hugged his body!