quadruple sleep

Chapter 366 It's all up to him
Seeing Fang Sheng was worried, Nian Baixiao thought about it and gave a rational analysis.

"Lu Nanshen had already returned before we left the house. I think once he was there, he would definitely not give Qiao Yuan any chance to take advantage of us. What do you think?"

He looked down at her and saw that her brows were furrowed. He reached out and smoothed her brows while speaking. "It doesn't matter if he's not fully sober yet. He knows Qiao Yuan was here, so he can't let his guard down."

Fang Sheng looked up at him, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes. Nian Baixiao was so shocked that he looked unnatural, "Did I say something wrong?"

"I find that your Chinese level is improving day by day, and you can use idioms very well." Fang Sheng raised his eyebrows.

Nian Baixiao had a proud look in his eyes, "That's right, I just recite the idiom dictionary when I have nothing to do."

Fang Sheng was stunned.

It really is true, I put in a lot of hard work.

Nian Baixiao took her hand and told her to put her mind at ease. "The persimmons are all roasted. The roasted winter persimmons you mentioned are delicious. Let's try them."

Fang Sheng had no appetite.

After a long while, he sighed heavily, "The key problem is that if Hang Si doesn't come back, you can't leave. You can't stay up all night."

Nian Baixiao disagreed and said casually, "Then I won't go back. I'll sleep in your room tonight."

After the words fell, both of them felt something strange at the same time. They were startled at first, and then they looked a little embarrassed. Especially Fang Sheng, her face suddenly turned red, and the blush quickly spread to the roots of her ears.

"Don't talk nonsense." She stuttered.

Nian Baixiao had said it unintentionally, but he felt guilty for embarrassing Fang Sheng. He was about to apologize to her and explain to her that he really didn't have those dirty thoughts, but the explanation was already on the tip of his tongue, but he turned around and swallowed it back.

He didn't speak.

After Fang Sheng finished speaking the above words, he lowered his head, his heart slightly uneasy. He hadn't heard Nian Baixiao speak for a long time, and for a moment he felt very curious, so he looked up at him.

It met his downward gaze.

It turned out that he had been looking at her without blinking.

Fang Sheng felt weak all over because of the stare.

Nian Baixiao's handsome face was usually very unruly, but when he gazed at someone so affectionately, it always made people feel flustered and distracted. So Fang Sheng felt as if his chest was about to be broken by his heart, and his throat was dry as if it was on fire.

It must be the fire; the wood is burning so vigorously.

She wanted to ask him what was wrong, but she was short of breath and couldn't speak. It was like the fire from the stove entering her nose, and the breath she exhaled was hot. She felt that she should know what was wrong with him, or rather, she knew what he wanted.

"Year..." He finally uttered a word.

When his face pressed down slightly, her heart paused for a moment, and then the words she wanted to say went back into her stomach. Nian Baixiao held the door with one hand, and the hand that had just been holding the door handle turned and gently rested on her waist.

The room was very hot, so she wore a single layer of clothing. Through the fabric, she could feel the warmth of the man's palm. She only felt hot and itchy around her waist.

"What do you want to say?" Nian Baixiao asked her deliberately in a low voice.

Her red lips were right in front of him, and his eyes fell on them, burning and deep.

Being too close, Fang Sheng felt even more flustered and confused. She also felt that she was too cowardly. Normally, she was attracted by his looks and curious about his body, but now that they were so close and ambiguous, she backed off instead.

"What I want to say," she tried to be more conscious, "you, you have become a bad person."

"Hmm?" Nian Baixiao tilted his head slightly, but his lips were closer to hers, and his tone seemed to be teasing, "Am I a bad person?"

"Yeah." Fang Sheng's back was pressed against the door. The old wood was solid and gave off a faint woody smell. One of her hands was also against the wooden door, and her fingers were scratching it nervously.

Nian Baixiao seemed to laugh. She heard a low laugh anyway. Then he asked, "I have been with you for the longest time. Who do you think I learned bad things from?"

"Nian Baixiao you——"

Nian Baixiao lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Fang Sheng's head shook.

At the moment when they were kissing each other, the only thought that flashed through her mind was: Well, this man has become a bad person.
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How to describe the snow and wind this night?
In the first half of the night, a strong wind blew up, and large flakes of snow flew everywhere, even the snow on the branches of the plum blossoms was blown away. The wind was whimpering, and the dry branches rubbed against the window glass, leaving a crackling sound.

The dry firewood in the room was also devoured by the flames. The scorching air currents swept freely in the room, swaying the two figures overlapping on the wall as they clung to each other.

In the second half of the night, snowflakes continued to fall gently.

Delicate, tender and long-lasting.

Hang Si didn't close her eyes until almost dawn. That night, from the blizzard to the sound of falling snow, she experienced every aspect to the fullest.

Before closing her eyes, what she was thinking in her mind was that Fang Sheng was really willing to let her stay in this room.

As expected, I couldn't control it and something happened.

The time of the annual sacrifice is special, and the elders who have been busy all night have all returned.

There were fewer villagers in Meitang Village who woke up early, and the younger ones took advantage of the annual festival to take a nap.

Hang Si woke up once in the middle of the journey.

It seemed like a long dream, and it was Qiao Yuan in the dream. He hugged her tightly, and said to her with a painful face, "Then you can hate me, it's better than forgetting me." He pulled her along, and no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from his restraints. He pulled her to the edge of the cliff, and then jumped down without any regrets.

Hang Si gasped in shock and kicked his feet as if he suddenly stepped on empty air, and then he woke up in fright.

After being frozen for a long time, he gradually regained consciousness from the nightmare.

It’s so quiet outside. I wonder if the snow has stopped.

The warmth in the room dispelled the coldness and despair in the dream, as well as the warmth around her. She was in the man's arms, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his solid chest, and the masculine power emanating from his solid skeleton and smooth texture. It was an aura that was both tempting and fascinating.

different.

Completely different from Qiao Yuan.

Hang Si had never felt so at peace before, as if the cracks in his heart that had been torn by darkness and fear were filled after this night.

"Are you dreaming?" There was a murmur above my head, low and hoarse, magnetic and lazy.

Hang Si didn't look up. The man's chest was still rising and falling in front of her eyes, and her nose was almost touching his. She hummed.

He didn't seem to be woken up because his voice sounded quite sober. He asked with a smile, "Why don't you look at me when you speak?"

on purpose.

Hang Si pretended to yawn and said, "I haven't woken up yet."

I just felt that he hugged me tighter, and then Hang Si, who was not wearing anything, felt it.

"Lu Nanshen!" She raised her head and glared at him, her face flushed.

Yes, how could it be ambiguous? His eyes were very bright. When he saw her looking up, there was a smile in his deep gaze, full and clear as a deep pool. But last night she became a fish in his pool, whether she stretched or struggled was up to him.