Madam Dihao is not good

Like doing coolies.

What's more, what about a pampered young master like Su Shijie?

He has always been bed-conscious. In the hospital, if he wasn't too tired, he wouldn't be able to fall asleep at all.

"Don't worry about me, you can go to sleep." Su Shijie made up his mind.

Only by looking at her can he feel at ease.Even if he slept on the bed next door, he would feel uneasy and suffer from insomnia. [

Chanel bit her lip, moved her body away, lifted the corner of the quilt, and signaled Su Shijie to go to bed.

Su Shijie's eyes were a little dazed, as if he didn't believe what Chanel did.

Chanel took a pen and paper, and wrote on the paper: [Come up, sleep. 】

"It's okay." Su Shijie sat still, "Go to sleep."

Sudden rejection, Chanel didn't know what to say...

What position does she have now to ask him to sleep with her?

Biting her lip, Chanel turned over, with her back to him, looking at the dark night outside the window.

After a while, Chanel heard the sound of the chair being moved, and Su Shijie actually sat on the side of the bed and continued to face her.

Chanel frowned slightly, her eyes turned red for some reason.

I really want to say her love regardless, I really want to abandon everything, don't care about anything...

I really want to be with Su Shijie...

Looking at her reddish eye sockets, Su Shijie frowned: "What's wrong?"

【I'm so scared, I can't sleep... I'm afraid of having nightmares. 】

In fact, what she was afraid of was not having nightmares, but that Su Shijie would get tired.

Su Shijie was silent for a while, got up, took off his coat, lay down beside Chanel, and half-wrapped her in his arms.

It felt so good to hold her in my arms again.

He had wanted to do this a long time ago, but he was afraid that he would make her unhappy if he did so.

"What about now, are you still afraid?" He asked while hugging her halfway.

The way he hugged her was a bit reserved, not as intimate as before. [

Chanel moved her body closer to his arms, and as usual, their bodies were tightly pressed together.

As long as he lowered his head slightly, he could smell the fragrance of her hair, and he could feel the temperature of her body through the clothes.

Her little hand actually rested on his abdomen as before.

The soft body filled his empty embrace, and the fragrant breath breathed gently beside him.

Su Shijie heard his heart beating chaotically in his chest, some