It was a little chilly at night.

Lin Shuang'er refused to get into the quilt by herself, and only coveted Ye Beicheng's arms.

Looking down at the person in his arms, Ye Beicheng couldn't help but smile.

If it is usual, this little thing can't hide from him, and only when he is sick, will he drill into him unconsciously.

Ye Beicheng couldn't help her, so he simply lifted the quilt and lay down with her.

Lin Shuang'er was unconscious, and only felt that the surroundings were surrounded by a warm breath, and there was a faint cold sandalwood fragrance coming to her face, which smelled very good.

She tightened her hand around his waist again, and her voice was thin and soft: "I like ...... so much"

Yebei Cheng's eyes were deep and boundless, and he asked her gently, "What do you like?" ”

Lin Shuang'er breathed shallowly in his arms, heard his voice, and instinctively replied: "Your taste, your arms ......"

Her voice was so soft, inaudible, dreamlike.

Ye Beicheng listened very clearly.

How did Lin Shuang'er know who was holding her, she only felt that the smell on his body was very good, his embrace was very warm, and the sound of his chest beating had a kind of soothing magic.

As soon as Lin Shuang'er got it, she didn't want to leave.

No matter who he was, no matter what his identity was, Lin Shuang'er didn't want to think about it, she just snuggled up in his arms.

But she didn't know how fatal these words she said were to Ye Beicheng!

Ye Beicheng's whole body was a little tight, like a tightened string, which was about to break at any time.

He knew that he could no longer take advantage of the danger, and right now, she was seriously ill......

However, Lin Shuang'er opened her eyes.

Her eyes were moist with light, and she looked at him intricately with some love, hate, and hatred.

Ye Beicheng was slightly stunned, as if she didn't expect this kind of look when she saw him for the first time.

There was no shock, no struggle, no fear and resistance, but a look that he did not understand at all......

"You ......," Ye Beicheng said tentatively.

......Unexpectedly, the person in his arms pursed his lips, looked like he wanted to cry or not, and slowly lowered his eyes.

Ye Beicheng reacted at this time, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to probe her forehead, the temperature has not dropped yet, is this little thing talking nonsense?

It's just, where did he lie to her?

Ye Beicheng didn't know why, he lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms, he suddenly reached out, pinched her fleshy cheeks, and said in a low voice: "Little conscienceless, what did this king lie to you?" ”

Her face is a little baby fat, round and very comfortable to pinch.

Lin Shuang'er was a little uncomfortable, frowned, and a low sobbing appeared at the corner of her lips.

Ye Beicheng hurriedly let go of his hand, he pushed the person away slightly, and his eyes pretended to be fierce: "Stingy ghost, don't even let this touch?" ”

Lin Shuang'er frowned, probably because she couldn't stick to Ye Beicheng's arms, and she was a little dissatisfied at the moment.

She snorted, shrunk back, and slipped into his arms again.

At this time, Ye Beicheng finally couldn't bear it.

This little thing is really grinding!

He pressed her head to his heart at once, not letting her move, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't think that if you are sick, this king will not dare to touch you......"

Lin Shuang'er couldn't hear it, and her little hand slowly poked in from his slightly open neckline......

When the cold fingers touched his chest, Ye Beicheng was shocked, grabbed her restless hand violently, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and said forbearingly: "Lin Shuang'er...... Are you looking for death? ”

Lin Shuang'er's brows began to frown again.

It seems that he felt the anger of Ye Beicheng, and even his dream became fragmented.

She made a pitiful and faint voice from her mouth again, like a wronged puppy, pitiful, no matter how angry she was, she had to disappear in front of this poor little thing.

In the end, Yebei supported her head, kissed her ear, and said forbearingly: "Be good and sleep well." ”