Marriage Defense

The alarm clock on the bedside table is ticking, representing the passing of time.

In a twinkling of an eye, it is nearly 12 o'clock. The thin and cold mobile phone prompts the sound of low power.

Lin Yan's eyelids were too heavy to lift. She tried her best not to fall down and sleep in the past. She still insisted on telling the end of the story.

She has obsessive-compulsive disorder, do not finish the heart can not put down, always feel uncomfortable.

Previously, Qiao ChuChu said that she was shaking m and had a tendency to be abused. At that time, she did not smile.

Now it's obvious that I'm going to be unable to hold on. I want to sleep, and I'm dizzy. But because the story has not been finished, I insist on refusing to say goodbye. This is not self inflicted. What is it?

"Fourth master, fourth master? Are you asleep? " Finally, when the story is over, Lin Yan calls out to the man lying on the bed.

The man's eyes were closed and his face was peaceful. He couldn't see whether he was asleep or not.

The flashlight on the nightstand next to the alarm clock is still on, consuming the last bit of power.

After waiting for a few seconds, Lin Yan didn't wait for the man's response. Lin Yan thought that he was already asleep. He breathed heavily and was ready to turn off his mobile phone and leave.

When she just took the mobile phone in her hand, the man suddenly said, "not yet."

Why didn't you reply just now!

Lin Yan was so angry that he forced himself to grit his teeth and asked with a smile, "can I leave now? It's late. "

Thin cold open eyelid, the eye son of spirit overflows so straight looking at her, slowly spit out two words, "can't!"

Lin Yan seemed to want to make him more desperate. After thinking about it, he said, "the story you tell doesn't have any hypnotic effect. It's about other types of handlebars, such as martial arts fantasy."

"But it's more than twelve o'clock already!" Lin Yan is going to run wild.

In the heart scolded dead thin cold this smelly man, one night's what demon, seeks to die!

Of course, in the heart so scold, she also dare not scold openly.

Who makes others the boss, the boss, the meal ticket and the parents.

"So late?" Bo Leng didn't know whether he was really surprised or not. Anyway, he was surprised for a second. He immediately gave a voice of disapproval. "Then you can tell me a little more. You can leave at one o'clock."

The mouth said so indifferent, in fact, Bo Leng's heart has been all kinds of anxious, Xiao Yinan comfort side again and again.

It's not that the sandalwood effect is very good, how now he seems to have no effect!

I'll clean up Xiao Yinan's boaster tomorrow.

Lin Yan said that he really wanted to strangle Bo Leng with a piece of noodles, and asked her to talk about it until one o'clock?

Look at the time. It's 12:19, that is to say, she will continue to talk for 40 minutes!

Oh, my God, let's thunder her to death! No, kill Bo Leng, the bastard. Taite will be in trouble.

What indifference and indifference, what high cold indifference, quantemo farted, opened inside is black, sesame stuffing.

Lin Yan bit his handkerchief in his heart, and on his face he showed a pitiful plea, "fourth master, can you not talk about it? I'm really sleepy

"No, I can't sleep. I'm afraid of the dark when you're gone, so you'd better coax me to sleep before you go." Thin cold iron hearted answer, not emotional.

Lin Yan almost didn't recite his breath and almost cried, "but..."

just said two words, he was interrupted by Bo Leng's hum, "it's nothing, you can't say it, unless you're disturbed by me tonight, don't want to sleep."

Anyway, he has not the face to say that he is afraid of the dark, but also care about this?

Lin Yan's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he was staring at the man with a shred of murderous intent, gritting his teeth, "OK, you are very good, thin cold, you are cruel enough, just talk about it, hum!"

The exasperated fourth master stopped calling and called his name directly.

This is the first time Bo Leng heard Lin Yan call his name, which makes him feel very comfortable. It would be better if he called him more kindly.

In the dark, Bo Leng swears that after a long time, he will let her call his name willingly, and call the most intimate. What do you want her to say?

Cold? No, it's a bit of dog blood.

I can't. this is what my grandmother called. Let Lin Yan shout. It's like calling a son.

Cold four is even worse, that is called by a friend, she is destined to be his woman, wife, how can you use the name of a friend.

It's better to call it character writing. Yulan, well, it's good. Although it sounds feminine, no one has ever called him to write. Let Lin Yan call it. It's unique. Well, Yulan.

Bo Leng thought and couldn't help laughing.

He has made plans now, which is really positive.

Lin Yan was angry because she was shameless, unreasonable and willful, so she told horror stories. The more terrifying, the better. When she was in high school, her roommates in her dorm told stories about her hometown, which were much more terrifying than those serialized on the Internet.As she talked, she hummed in the bottom of her heart: smelly man, I don't scare you to death. You must have never heard of it. You'd better frighten you to have a nightmare tonight. If you don't let me go back to sleep, I won't let you sleep soundly.

With the careful thinking of this prank, Lin Yan is very good at using the current environment to tell horror stories as if they were in the scene. The environment created is very dark, and it makes people feel creepy just by being there.

However, she made a miscalculation. She was not afraid at all.

He never believed in ghosts and gods. Naturally, he would not be afraid of these false things. Even in such a terrible environment, he did not feel much afraid.

Lin Yan sighed with disappointment, but he didn't give up and continued to tell her horror story.

Speaking like this, Lin Yan felt that her eyelids were heavier and could not be lifted. She simply closed her eyes and said that when she wanted to open them, she found that she could not earn any more. Her eyelids were too heavy, just like gold.

In the end, she simply did not open her eyes, so close it.

As a result, she gradually can't feel what she is doing, where she is, what she has said. Her head is getting heavier and heavier. At last, she has no feeling.

With a thump, Bo Leng looked at the woman who fell asleep on the edge of the bed. She drew a successful arc around her mouth and touched her soft hair. Her voice was very soft. "I can't hold on to it tomorrow morning. I don't know what you insist on. I'll sleep if you want. Anyway, it's our room after all. What should I worry about?"

Having said that, Bo Leng is only now easy to talk about. When he and Lin Yan's room are really completed, they are still in the future.

Bo Leng took back his hands and sat up. He took out a small remote control from under his pillow and pressed it towards the ceiling. All of a sudden, the light on the ceiling was on, and then the sound of the heating drops also rang.

Electricity is back!

Originally, the power failure was made by himself, but now it is only restored with the system.