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Long Chuhan's breathing is very gentle, not a bit hasty, it seems that he is really asleep.

Mingke didn't do anything immediately after he went in. He just stood by the bed and looked at him quietly.

A little moonlight infiltrates from the slightly open window, and the night wind is a bit cool tonight. Although it's early summer, it's still a little chilly for people who don't even have quilts.

She walked towards the big bed, slowly approaching.

Although long Chuhan breathes evenly, his right hand on his side is slowly tightening. The sense of preparedness that has been formed for many years makes every cell in his body resist subconsciously when his name is near.

On a night like this, at a time like this

Mingke, however, seems to have not noticed his defensive breath at all. He still walks over, bends over and approaches carefully

Long Chuhan's eyelids still didn't even move, even though his right palm became tighter and tighter, he still looked so comfortable, calm and calm, and didn't give people any nervous feeling.

However, when a soft hand fell on his forehead, his heart still could not stop shaking slightly.

After a few seconds, she suddenly turned away from the big bed and walked out of the door.

This room has no bathroom, but it is the simplest small apartment. There is only another bathroom in the master bedroom. The bathroom of the guest room is at the end of the outer corridor.

Mingke came back soon after he went out. He also went to long Chuhan's bed and gently wiped the sweat on his face and forehead. The movement was so gentle that if it wasn't for other people, he would be awake all the time, and really couldn't wake up.

After wiping his face, Mingke stood up, picked up the quilt to cover his stomach, and walked out of the door.

When she closed the door, she hesitated. Finally, she didn't hear the sound of closing the door, so she left. It was clear that she could still hear her walking into the bathroom to hang up the towel. Then she went back to her room, climbed to the bed and lay down.

The voice is so clear

Waiting for the name can lie down for a while, did not hear any movement, long Chuhan slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the door, I saw that my door was not closed tightly, but there was a crack in it. This situation is somewhat familiar, like Like when he went out to pour water after work, he saw the appearance of her door.

At that time, her door was open, and he closed it for her.

The mood is a little complicated, I can't tell what it's like, but at this moment, the clenched hand has been unknowingly released for a long time.

Early in the morning, before Mingke's alarm clock rang, a clear sound of broken glass came from the kitchen.

Mingke was startled. He suddenly jumped out of bed and sat up. After turning over the quilt, he jumped out of bed and rushed to long Chuhan's room.

There was no one in his room. She rushed to the hall again. As soon as she looked up, she saw long Chuhan coming out of the kitchen and looking at herself with a strange look.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Mingke was relieved. He went over, swept him from head to foot, and reached for his forehead.

Although, long Chuhan still subconsciously had a little resistance, but that resistance disappeared immediately after seeing her appearance.

The soft little hand still fell on his forehead. He didn't see any abnormality in his temperature. Mingke took back his hand, looked at him and went to the kitchen: "what did you do just now? What did you break? You give me a fright

"Don't go there. It's dangerous." When she was about to step into the kitchen, long Chuhan strode forward, his big palm fell on her waist and directly lifted her up.

I was just going to put her back in the hall and not let her into the kitchen, but after thinking about it, I just pinched her waist and sent her back to the room and gently put her on the bed.

She took her shoes and put them under her feet. She was about to blame her, but she looked at herself with a strange look.

Long Chu is cold tiny Leng, surprised a way: "how? I have something on my face? "

"You are so powerful. You have such big arms. Have you been trained like them?" She blinked, a look of admiration.

After that, long Chuhan immediately understood, and Mingke gave him the answer with a smile: "just like the two men in the Beiming family, you hold my waist in your hand and hold me back. It's not the kind of high lift, but the level lift! How much strength does it take to do it? Ordinary people can't do it at all, let alone hold it flat, but it's difficult to hold it high. "

Long Chuhan didn't know what flashed through his eyes, but he just glanced at her, then looked at her bare feet, and said faintly: "I broke a cup, there are glass fragments everywhere in the kitchen, you just go in barefoot, don't you dare to hurt yourself?"

"I don't know. I just woke up. Where can I remember so much?" She rubbed her bleary eyes, yawned, and went back to bed, looking tired: "my alarm clock hasn't gone off yet, there's still a little time, brother. You go out to do your work first, and I'll sleep again.""What time do you want to sleep? It's already six forty, isn't it At this time, since you wake up, you should not be lazy.

However, looking at her now, it was clear that she was really tired. He hesitated and finally asked, "didn't you sleep well last night? Why do you look so tired? "

"How can you sleep well? I... " She looked back at him, but finally swallowed the words, shook her head and said with a smile, "it's OK. Maybe she's not used to the new room."

"I know I'm not used to it. Why do I have to stay here?"

Mingke opened his mouth. He couldn't answer this question. He just looked at him and muttered, "I'll get up in ten minutes' sleep. Can't you let me be quiet? Go ahead and do your work. I'll sleep for a while

After that, he took the quilt over, covered his head and ignored him.

Long Chuhan stood by her bed for a long time, then turned to leave. As soon as he turned, he saw the door.

Looking back at her, and then looking at the door, my heart suddenly seemed to understand why she would sleep with the door open, why she would still enter his room in the middle of the night, and even help him open the door when he left

He's just a little bit receptive to incompetence. He never thought that someone would treat him like this.

He couldn't believe it, and he didn't know whether he could believe it or not. Family love was gradually forgotten when he was very young.

Sometimes, relatives, the more unprepared you are, the more deeply you are hurt.

Family love Is there such a thing in the world?