Leng Youchen lowered her eyes and looked at the way she trusted in her sleep. Her eyes were soft enough to wring out water. If she was as good and painful as when she was asleep, how could she make him angry?

He took her back to the master bedroom and put her on the bed. He opened the quilt, lay on the bed and held her in his arms. His chin was on her head and smelled her hair. Then he finally felt a little sleepy.

The next morning.

Wei Anning was awakened by the biological clock. She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar crystal chandelier on the ceiling. A trace of confusion crossed her eyes. She remembered that she slept in the guest room last night. How did she come back to the master bedroom?

Her chest was stuffy, as if a stone had been pressed on it. She looked down. The scene in front of her was unforgettable all her life.

Last night she went out wrapped in a bath towel. There were no pajamas in the guest room. She had to sleep wrapped in a bath towel. At this moment, the bath towel disappeared, and her whole body was pressed by the man.

From her point of view, the man held her with one palm, one side was soft, but the other side was held in his mouth. The warmth made her tremble all over.

She blushed badly. She never expected to see such an exciting scene. She was so ashamed. Why is this person so shameless?

Under the quilt, their legs were intertwined. The man's reaction in the morning reminded her of the dangerous situation at the moment. She was afraid to wake him, so she had to take his hand away carefully.

At this move, she was so tired that she was sweating. She held his head in her hands and rescued herself from his mouth. But the sleeping man bit a little tight. She pulled it out forcibly and trembled with pain.

She managed to remove his head, but the man showed signs of waking up. She was so frightened that she hurriedly broke away from his imprisonment, grabbed the rolled bath towel and threw it on the man's head, opened the quilt and got out of bed quickly.

Leng Youchen woke up. He rubbed his bleary sleepy eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, something was covered on his head. In his ears, the girl scolded angrily, "don't open your eyes!"

The man pulled down his bath towel and revealed a harmless handsome face from the morning. He sat up and saw the scene of letting him spray nosebleed. The woman fled to the cloakroom in a panic without an inch of petite figure.

Even if he only saw her beautiful back, his whole body was full of blood gas, and his nose was hot and humid. He reached out and touched it. His fingers were bright red, and his nose was bleeding.

He quickly raised his head and reached for the paper towel. It was terrible!

Wei Anning rushed into the cloakroom and locked the door. Her hands trembled with panic.

She remembered that she quarreled with Leng Youchen last night. She went to the guest room. Why did she return to the master bedroom? Is it sleepwalking?

Wei Anning changed her clothes and her chest was still numb. Thinking of the situation just now, her scalp was numb. She couldn't summon up the courage to go out and face him.

But seeing that she will be late for school, the first class in the morning is Professor devil's class. If she is late, she will be pawned. She didn't want to be pawned, so she had to open the door and go out.

She opened the door and poked her head in front of the door like a hamster. There was no one in the bed and no one in the room. She was relieved and walked out quickly.

When she came to the revolving stairs, she looked downstairs quietly and saw that there was no cold Youchen in the living room. She hurried downstairs. Picked up the schoolbag thrown on the sofa and walked quickly to the door.

As soon as she came to the door, she saw Leng Youchen coming in from the door. She couldn't avoid it. She immediately stood in place.

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