Chapter 83: Sticky Spirit

Even though it was a refusal attitude, there was still a kind of gentleness on his face.

Harmless and gentle.

However, his extremely beautiful eyes were too cold and thin, and they contained infinite coldness.

Song Zhinuan just glanced at him deeply, and did not continue to talk about that topic.

Until, when he put down the book in his hand and lay down on the bed gently.

Glancing at her sideways, she seemed to have fallen asleep, her breathing was very even, and she had no defense against him, and slept soundly.

The white and tender little face is not like words.

The corners of his mouth widened slightly, and he turned off the bedside lamp.

In the darkness, only two words of his unusually soft voice were heard.

"Good night."

The bed was large, she slept on the left side, he slept on the other side, and there was some distance between the two people, like a dividing line, and neither of them crossed that line.

He seemed to enjoy the feeling of lying around him, the breath of life.

In this way, he can also feel that he may be alive.

The two of them kept this distance until the second half of the night.

The little man on the bed moved and rolled over.

He didn't seem to notice it, and his sleeping position was still very flat.

His hands were folded in his lower abdomen, and in a moment, a hairy head seemed to rub against his neck.

Itchy, followed by a very sweet smell, like sweet fruit milk, inexplicably making the mouth secrete, eager to smell a few more times.

A lump of soft things drilled into his arms one by one, and finally shrank into his arms as he wished.

In the darkness, the man slowly opened his eyes that shone with a faint light.

The soft lump in my arms feels excellent.

He glanced at it and saw that the little guy who had been sleeping on the other side had rolled into his arms.

Holding his arms in both hands, he slept unconscious.

He stared at the girl for a long time, the light in his eyes flickering on and off.

For about a minute, he stretched out his hand and pulled away Song Zhinuan, who was holding him tightly.

It was easy to get her back to sleep.

In the end, he carefully helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, and then lay back down.

There was no abnormal reaction at all.,It's cold like treating an underage and milky child.。

But he had only closed his eyes for less than two minutes, and the ball was sticking again, still in the same position.

Like a koala, she hugged him tightly again.

The man seemed to frown slightly, but finally pulled her away without hesitation.

But still, she will always be happy to stick it back again.

After repeating this five or six times, Bai Chumo's thin lips tightened a little, and no matter how he pulled her away, she would always find him automatically like a radar.

He lowered his eyes to look at her little face, and called her name in a low voice, "Song Zhinuan?" ”

She chirped, rubbed her little face against his neck, and then ...... Keep sleeping.

Bai Chumo: "......"

No pet had ever crossed his line before, and she was the first.

Because there are too many times, it will make him have a suspicion, could she have done it on purpose?

But looking at her face carefully, she slept very peacefully, and her breathing was very even, so she was asleep.

He stared at her face for a long time, and finally seemed to have compromised, and his deep voice was mixed with a hint of a light sigh, "Forget it, I'll indulge you this time, and I'll make it clear to you tomorrow." ”

Then she let her hold him to sleep.

Because he knew that unless he woke her up, it would be impossible for her to lie there obediently.

And he didn't know that the girl who had slept very "sweetly" seemed to have a hook at the corner of her mouth, which was fleeting......