Addicted to Love: I Picked Up a Husband

"Ning Huaihuai, when you get to the hotel, give me a call. I'm a little worried. Come on, give me your mobile phone and I'll save your number." What Zhu Mengyang said is particularly natural.

It seems that I'm worried about their safety, but I can't see that I want Ninghuai's contact information.

After saving the number, I dialed my own number. The Jianghu is still hot!

Zhu Mengyang to Ning Huaihuai's phone number, but also calculated a single thought, then happily waved goodbye to her.

That Liu Muran has been drunk in the car, put a hand, then like asleep, no longer open his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the hotel. The doorman helped Liu Muran and sent him to his room.

When the doorman left, Ning Huaihuai said, "thank you." I'm afraid I can't help myself if it's not for the help of the doorman.

Liu Muran said something in his mouth. Ning Huaihuai couldn't hear it clearly and didn't bother to listen.

When she saw Liu Muran drunk, she was a little annoyed and moved him to the bed in the bedroom.

"I'm going to take a bath." Liu Muran stammered that he opened his eyes, pushed Ning Huaihuai's hand away and went to the bathroom.

"Hello! Be careful not to slip. " Ning Huaihuai said impatiently.

"After drinking so much wine, I still want to take a bath and sleep honestly. How can I be so particular about it?" Ning Huai murmured.

The sound of the water in the bathroom came out. Ning Huaihuai inadvertently saw the body through the door glass.

"What? Is the bathroom glass so transparent in five-star hotels? It's too shoddy. " Ning Huaihuai complains.

She quickly turned her head to one side and stopped looking. In fact, I can't see it clearly. It's just the shape of a human body.

She may not know that this is designed by the hotel on purpose. After all, people who can live in one room do not care about each other's body exposure.

There may be few pure men and women like Ning Huaihuai and Liu Muran, who live in the same room without any impulse to each other.

Ning Huaihuai spread the sofa well and decided to sleep on it today.

Liu Muran is really drunk and not afraid of humiliation. He comes out around a white bath towel. The most polite thing is to walk wobbly. Ning Huaihuai is really afraid that he will shake the bath towel off his lower body. If the bath towel falls off, the spring will be released.

Liu Muran looked at Ning Huaihuai, not knowing whether his eyes were closed or open, "you go to sleep in the bedroom, I sleep on the sofa." Then he came to the sofa.

Ning Huaihuai hasn't finished packing. He just put on the blanket.

I saw Liu Muran sitting on the sofa, lying down and sleeping with his eyes closed.

Ning Huaihuai looked at his naked upper body, vigorous muscles, clearly visible, looks very hard.

This reminds her of Xie Tangfeng. Xie Tangfeng's muscle mass is very hard. She likes to touch it when she sleeps.

Looking at Liu Muran's pieces, her hands are a little itchy. However, she certainly won't do it easily. It's too late to bother. She just fantasizes that he is Xie Tangfeng.

"Get up! If you go to the bedroom to sleep, it's cold. If you step on the quilt to catch a cold, I can't afford it. " Ning Huaihuai said in a bad mood.

"Hu..." Liu Muran's sound was a little heavier than usual. He didn't answer Ning Huaihuai's words and seemed to fall asleep.

"Hello! Wake up Ning Huaihuai really didn't want to let him catch a cold again. After all, the person who finally served him was still himself, so he pushed hard.

Liu Muran impatiently opened his eyes, took a look at Ning Huaihuai, frowned brow suddenly stretched out, "see you are not happy again, come on, let me hug you."

Ning Huaihuai stepped back several steps in an instant, and his heart jumped with a thump. She never thought that Liu Muran would say such tender words to herself.

Is this Liu Muran or the straight man? How can you say that to yourself? It's incredible.

Ning Huaihuai, who has stepped back for several steps, keeps turning his big eyes and looking at Liu Muran. He closes his eyes and sleeps to death. The snoring is louder this time.

"Damn Liu Muran, you want to scare me to death! I'm sick. I'm talking in my sleep Ning Huaihuai curses.

Ning Huaihuai thinks that it can't move him any more. It's better to let him sleep on the sofa. She was afraid that Liu Muran would be frozen, so she went to the bedroom and took out the thick quilt and covered Liu Muran gently.

She watched Liu Muran sleep soundly, and was afraid that he would get the quilt off, so she got him a quilt corner and tucked in the quilt that covered his chest.

Liu Muran felt that someone was covering himself with a quilt. He grabbed the arm and pulled it close to his arms.

"Ah! Liu Muran, what are you doing? " Ning Huaihuai cried and struggled.

However, her body has covered Liu Muran's body, only separated by a thick quilt.

When Liu Muran heard someone call his name, he opened his eyes, but the strength of his hand didn't reduce at all. He was still holding her arm.

The moment he opened his eyes, it seemed that Ning Huaihuai was not Ning Huaihuai. It seemed that he had been a good friend for many years. It seemed that he was his own relative.

"Don't move. Let me hold it for a while. It's so cold." Liu Muran has never been indifferent and serious. His voice is a little hoarse and haggard.

Ning Huaihuai was stunned at that time. Don't be shocked by such an indifferent voice. At the same time, she felt her arms shaking slightly.

Wandering these seconds, of course, she did not struggle, looking straight at Liu Muran.

But Liu Muran didn't look at her, with a calm and self-contained expression and closed eyes.

Ning Huaihuai reacts and earns, but he earns more and more tightly and is locked between his arms.

Liu Muran held Ning Huai in his arms. He just felt that it was dark. It seemed that there were two people in the world, rotating in the center of the world.

He didn't have any evil thoughts. He felt that the body he was holding was especially warm, as if it was warmer than his mother's. Cold body, like embracing a stove.

"I wish I could hold you all the time." Liu Muran was still in a faint tone, very peaceful, and seemed to sigh something.

Ning Huaihuai listen to the heart has a strange feeling, not nausea is not like, in short, a little strange.

At the moment, Ning Huaihuai saw that he was closed eyes, not tightly closed, and his expression was very enjoyable, just like a child who was in his mother's arms.

Ning Huaihuai thought of their past, thought of them trapped in the elevator, thought of him guarding by his side, thought of him picking up himself and buying things for himself.

Suddenly feel the body under the solid chest, especially a sense of security, so a few seconds, she gave up resistance, at the same time, also closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a ferocious look appeared in her mind. The man was holding a knife in his hand and looking at himself ferociously. He is no other than Xie Tangfeng.

Ning Huaihuai suddenly stood up, ran to the bedroom, locked the door, palms kept sweating.

"What are these! How can I do this, my God, how can I do this? " Ning questioned himself with pain.