I heard that Niangniang is nearsighted

Chapter 320 Night Watch
Gu Jinghuai smiled lightly at the pair of watery but stubborn eyes in her upper arms, and put her warm hands around her hair, "Well, the second half of the night is the hardest to guard, you sleep for a while, and I will watch for you in the second half of the night." OK?"

"Ah."

Fan Manman nodded in response, she understood that what Gu Jinghuai said was to make herself sleep, and then not wake herself up, he would keep watch alone.

But she has her own way to wake up on time.

Her cheek was pressed against her strong and lean chest, and Fan Manman rubbed against her involuntarily, and then wrapped her arms around Gu Jinghuai's lower back, hugging him and fell asleep.

Gu Jinghuai slowed down his breathing, quietly stared at Fan Manman, who was sleeping sweetly in his arms, and lowered his head to rub her soft hair.

Seeing her uncomfortable being rubbed against by his own hair, he smiled and helped her straighten her hair.

"Thank you—" A soft sigh was lost in the sound of rain falling.

Thank you for the gift of God, allowing you to come to my side.

Light up my dark and cold life...

As far as he was concerned, he had to protect his congenitally deficient younger brother since he was a child, survive under his secretive adoptive mother, and become stronger when he became an adult. He was an invulnerable and capable emperor in front of everyone.

This was the first time someone was protecting him clumsily and tenaciously.

Even if it's raining heavily on the road, even if the thorns cut your cheek...

Gu Jinghuai's thin lips were slightly raised, his eyes were tender, gentle like water, and his deep eyes were filled with the figure of another person.

"Manman..."

"Huh?" The person who was not fully asleep in his arms raised his face sleepily, his eyes half-opened, with a trace of innocent bewilderment.

Gu Jinghuai lowered his head and kissed lightly on the red mark on her face.

The person in his arms couldn't wait for the next sentence, rubbed his face against his chest, and continued to fall asleep.

"Van--"

After repeating this, Fan Meiren, who was woken up for the fourth time and received a light kiss instead of a reply, finally became irritable.

She slapped the sticky man's handsome face, with disgust in her mouth: "It's the soul, this is, sleep!"

"Okay, you sleep."

Fan Manman snorted softly, leaning against the man's chest, muttering something, and then slowly fell silent.

Seeing Fan Manman sleeping very tired and sweet, Gu Jinghuai didn't bother her any more, and tightened the quilt tightly to prevent the evening breeze from taking advantage of it.

The fire flickered, and the wind passed through the towering giant trees, making a whining sound.

The person in his arms shrank a little, and his sleep was a little restless.

Gu Jinghuai frowned, looked down at the person in his arms, stretched out one hand to cover one ear of her, and let her lean on his chest with the other.

Fan Manman gradually settled down, her red lips parted slightly, and a blush of sleeping sound appeared on her fair and delicate face.

Putting her slender fingers on her fair forehead with a trace of coolness from outside, Fan Manman felt the coolness on her forehead and rubbed it greedily.

A chuckle sounded in the cave.

The man was pleased, and after finding out that there was nothing wrong with the person in his arms, he touched her warm cheek according to her heart, and then continued to hold her to prevent her from slipping down.

The sound of the rain outside did not stop, and the cold water vapor was blown in by the evening wind, making the fire flickering unsteadily, leaving shadows of teeth and claws on the stone wall.

While Gu Jinghuai was watching Fan Manman quietly, he paid special attention to the cave entrance.

The bonfire gradually became smaller, and the ashes piled up.

Late at night.

At this time, there was a sudden movement in his arms, and Gu Jinghuai, who was in deep thought, came back to his senses, and looked down at the little head that was scrambling in his arms.

"What time is it?"

Fan Manman spoke in a vague voice, her eyes hadn't opened yet, but the instinct she had cultivated in her student days had woken her up.

"Go to sleep, it's still early, it's only been a while."

Gu Jinghuai relied on the cloudy night sky, and it was so dark outside that he couldn't see his fingers. He said to the delicate and pitiful beauty in his arms without changing his face.

(End of this chapter)