What will she do to him? Will you feel constrained again? Will it feel like you're imprisoned by him again?

Xue Yilan didn't know what Ning Xuemo was going to do now, and she couldn't bear to break away from her hand, so she pulled her back into her house like this.

After entering her room, he was slightly stunned, Ning Xuemo's room had an extra bed at some point, and the bed was fully furnished.

Ning Xuemo pressed him to the bed: "You sleep here, stop sneaking around and pretending to be a door god!" ”

The bed style is very ordinary, and the mattress is also very ordinary. Xue Yilan's chest is hot! There seemed to be a stream of heat rolling around, surging around.

"Momo!" He called her, but didn't know what to say.

Ning Xuemo lay down on his bed: "Okay, sleep!" ”

Xue Yilan slowly lay down on the small bed, Xue Mo's side face, like the tide of the sea surging in his chest......

Ning Xuemo was also a little sleepy after tossing for so long, she closed her eyes, intending to sleep again.

But after all, there was one more person in the house, and more of them were still Xueyilan......

She was a little unsure, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

Adapt, everything will be fine.

Once upon a time, didn't she and Shen Jiuli also rest in the same room? Even in a bed, she didn't feel awkward at that time, and even when she fell asleep, she often rolled into his arms......

Stop! Can't think about him anymore!

Sleep, sleep!

She tried her best to adjust her breathing and develop a sense of sleepiness......

"Momo, can't you sleep?" Xue Yilan's voice suddenly sounded from near her.

Ning Xuemo was startled, and hurriedly opened her eyes, only to find that Xue Yilan had dragged his bed closer to hers. The distance between the two beds is just over ten centimeters.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Xue Yilan's enlarged handsome face.

She subconsciously retreated into the bed and frowned: "What are you doing so close to me?" ”

"Momo, I remember that there is a saying in the world called even bed night talk, let's talk about it."

"Something to talk about? Sleep, sleep. Ning Xuemo leaned inward, subconsciously keeping a certain distance from him.

"Momo, if you have a piece of moonlight iron, what kind of blade do you want? Sword? ”

Ning Xuemo yawned: "I don't want a sword, I want a knife." Machete. ”

Xue Yilan was stunned for a moment: "I don't think the machete is suitable for you...... Girls are still more beautiful with swords. ”

"Weapons are used to defend yourself and kill people, not to play well" Ning Xuemo yawned again: "I'm not interested in any sword." "In fact, she now has a shadow over any weapon that resembles Emei's thorn......

Xue Yilan is also a smart person, he suddenly understood a little, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved: "Okay, then make a knife!" ”

After talking to him this time, Ning Xuemo felt a lot less sleepy, and she was a little curious: "Do you have moonlight iron?" ”

Xue Yilan smiled, only spread his palm flat, and a large piece of moonlight iron appeared in his hand, a big piece. He was half an arm's length and shimmered like the moon in the room.

The pole in the polar moonlight iron

It's simply the ancestor of moonlight iron!

Ning Xuemo's eyes suddenly widened, staring at the piece of iron, her heart moved, and then she turned to stare at Xue Yilan: "You go out early and return late these days, just go to find the moonlight iron?" ”

Xue Yilan smiled: "I'm lucky that I found a big one so quickly." ”