hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 50 So Familiar Feeling ([-])
　"I think your soul has followed him out of the elevator, and what's left with me is actually just a shell, right?" Gu Yihan's question became more and more cold.

　However, the more Gu Yihan said this, the more confused she became, and she couldn't understand. Chen Guanyu had nothing to do with her...Of course, she admitted that she admired him very much, but that was just wishful thinking, okay?She knew that a man like Chen Guanyu was not something a woman of her status could think of.

　"Sorry, I'm really afraid of the dark...can we talk with the lights on?"

　Tang Yumo's voice became lower and lower, and Gu Yihan was silent for a moment, then opened a row of buttons in the hidden compartment by the door, and from the hallway to the bedroom, the bright crystal lamps lit up one after another.

　"Why, is there a ghost here too?"

　Gu Yihan asked.

　"..."

　Of course there is...a place like a hotel...but Tang Yumo didn't dare to say it. He didn't know what he meant by asking this suddenly.

　"Here? Here? Or here?"

　Gu Yihan waved his arms around.

　"Well...they don't gather here for a party, but occasionally pass by..."

　Looking at his exaggerated movements, Tang Yumo couldn't help but say.

　"So, you made a fuss for a long time last night, so it turned out to be a ghost?"

　Gu Yihan made a positive judgment.

　"Maybe because I slept too peacefully, my sanity was affected, I don't know..."

　Tang Yumo thought of what Gu Yihan said about pole dancing and the like, and couldn't help but feel like a fight. Which female ghost who was not reconciled to go too far, used her body to dance|erotic|dance, still in front of this hateful ice face!
　"I'll give you three choices tonight, first, don't sleep; second, tie yourself up and sleep; third, sleep with me."

　Gu Yihan suddenly approached her again, and said in a tone that seemed to be negotiating with a business opponent.Of course, it is the kind of opponent who is obviously at a disadvantage and has no power to parry.

　"what?"

　Tang Yumo didn't react for a while.

　"Or, do you want to continue what you didn't finish just now? Anyway, turn on the light according to your request..."

　"I choose three." Tang Yumo quickly blocked his unkind words, and added: "However, we can only hold hands, so I promise that no strange behavior will disturb you at night."

　"Only handshake, no other contact!"

　She emphasized again.

　Gu Yihan didn't even look at her, he waved his hand to signal her to follow, entered the master bedroom, and pointed to the floor beside the window: "You, sleep here."

　What? !Floor again? !

　What he meant was that I, Tang Yumo, thought too much and treated myself like a green onion.Well, the floor is the floor, and it just so happens that I can still be more steadfast, lest I always worry about when Ice Cube's face will turn around and my heart will turn sharp.

　
　That night, Tang Yumo spread a thin blanket beside Gu Yihan's bed and fell asleep.

　A lamp was left on the bedside and was dimly lit, and Gu Yihan seemed to inadvertently hang down his left hand beside the bed.

　Tang Yumo hesitated again and again, thinking that he sometimes used force on her, sometimes alienated her, and sometimes let her go, and he was forced to rely on others because of a contract. Should he be greedy for this moment of tenderness?

　However, watching the curtains rustle with the wind, it seemed that a charming shadow was about to emerge, so he could only let go of all his restraint and entanglement, and gently stretched out his right hand to touch it.A warm current poured from the opponent's fingertips to her palm, flowed back to the heart along her arteries, and then spread throughout her whole body.

　Is it really just for a contract?Does she have no other selfishness?

　To be honest, a thousand words and a thousand pieces of gold are not worth such a good night's sleep, right?

　She fell into a sweet dream unknowingly.

　This is probably a dream, stripped of all the troubles of the day, only the pure and simple hand-in-hand contact is left. She really doesn't want to wake up.

(End of this chapter)