It was nearly ten o'clock when Xu Sirou came back from the old lady's room. It was estimated that Fang Yushan and Tan Jingyun had already gone back to their rooms to rest, so she quietly went upstairs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the bedroom, she was lying on her bed with a loud bang.

"Brother Yu?!" She screamed, and quickly covered her mouth again.

Fang Yushan is now living at home, but Tan Jingyun appeared in her bed in the middle of the night, if this is a fuss, it is not a joke.

Xu Sirou hurriedly stepped forward and pushed the sleeping Tan Jingyun, seeing that the person on the bed did not react, so she tentatively touched his slightly red cheeks.

Her fingertips were often cold, touching his hot skin, making him feel a lot more comfortable. Tan Jingyun snorted lightly and slowly opened his eyes.

His hazy eyes reflected the faint silhouette of a woman.

The light green cheongsam, golden, light blue, and snow-white satin coiled into a twisted flower at the neckline, went around her chest, and spread it straight under her armpits, and the crystals were polished into rounded buttons, and the stars sprinkled around her body, outlining her delicate body.

Because it was hazy, it was so beautiful that it was like a dream, and he couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a reality.

"Silky?"

"Brother Yu." The person in the dream changed his previous indifference, and his frowning eyebrows were full of worry, "Are you awake?" Can you sit up? ”

"Hmm."

"I'll help you ......," she said, really using her slender arms around his body, trying to hold up his upper body.

But Tan Jingyun was so drunk that his body was very heavy, Xu Sirou not only didn't help him up, but she was also tired by him and fell down.

This fall, the whole person fell into his broad arms.

The side of his face was ironed by his body temperature, from the hair to the tips of his ears, from the sideburns to the tips of the eyebrows, and even the eye sockets...... There is no place that is not his breath, and there is no place that is not hot and hot.

She quickly struggled to get up, but as soon as she moved, she was immediately grabbed by his arms.

"Silk! Don't go ......."

"Brother Yu, ...... you" Xu Sirou looked at her red arms that had been clenched by him, "What are you doing here?" ”

The heat made Tan Jingyun's mind more and more chaotic.

The skin under his palm was cold, like a dense cloud of snow, and he just wanted to sink himself in it.

He rolled over, held the man against him, and held him in his arms.

Xu Sirou was overwhelmed by him, and even her shouting was weak: "Brother Yuzhi, you can't be like this, Miss Fang, Miss Fang, she is still waiting for you!" ”

Where is he still half conscious? I wanted to block that annoying little mouth, so I simply blocked all her voices between my lips, and swallowed all her breath.

The night was quiet, and there was not even wind outside the window.

During Xu Sirou's frustrated struggle, she could only hear Tan Jingyun's breathing getting deeper and heavier due to her exertion.

She writhed so hard that the buttons snapped, and the tiny beads fell to the ground like the drumbeat of his command. The open neckline slipped down her shoulders. A snow-white shoulder is exposed, and the skin is smooth and cool.

Just like that night.

Tan Jingyun involuntarily lowered his head, looking for the coolness.

If she were a ball of ice and snow, he would be willing to turn into morning dew with her, he thought confusedly.

I don't know where I touched it, Xu Sirou's body trembled.

Then there was a shrill mutter, mixed with Ai Ai's cry: "Don't, Brother Yu, wake up...... Don't do this to me! She sensed his abrupt pause, and shuddered to catch up with a plea, "Please, okay?" ”