I Loaded the Healing System

She just needs someone to hold her to sleep.

Because sleeping alone is too insecure.

At the moment when he was about to fall asleep, Zhao Qingyu thought in a trance: "It's really hard for him to sing... I have to teach him when I have time..."

Chapter 220 Five: You will not be humane~

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It was already late after the two of them took a bath.

Then the two tossed and tossed in the room, but it was not far from dawn.

So this sleep, can't sleep for a long time at all.

Well, Zhao Qingyu slept soundly, with Shen An's arm as a pillow, curled up in his arms, as if wrapped in a warm stove in winter.

His chest was actually warmer than the quilt, which made Zhao Qingyu feel nostalgic.

The temperature of someone by your side is irreplaceable by dead objects. It can provide not only warmth, but also spiritual comfort.

This night was probably the most comfortable night Zhao Qingyu had slept in during this period of time. She was so comfortable that she, who had always slept lightly, unexpectedly fell into a deep sleep.

So inevitably, Zhao Qingyu had a dream.

Dreaming a very sweet, but also full of pink and charming dream.

In the dream, she and him were still lying in this room, on this bed.

But the interaction between the two is no longer a so-called massage, but a more direct, naked, and deeper "communication".

It should be a spring dream, right?

Zhao Qingyu didn't know too well, she was immersed in her sleep and knew nothing about the outside world.

It was Shen An who opened his eyes first.

His sleep is actually very light, and he has slept too much in the past two days, so he is actually not sleepy, and wakes up after a short sleep.

At the first moment, Shen An felt a little sore.

The soreness came from his left arm: that was where Zhao Qingyu was laying his pillow.

Her small face was tightly pressed between Shen An's left shoulder and left arm, which happened to be stuck in a part that was more prone to soreness.

It's also due to the fact that Shen An's physique is different from ordinary people, otherwise, the whole arm would have been too uncomfortable and lost consciousness if it was another person.

So it is very unrealistic to talk about couples staying overnight, you and me sticking together until dawn.

Because you will be tired.

And it's not very comfortable to sleep, so it's better to sleep on your own with your back to back.

It's just that the so-called love secreted by hormones during the passionate love period can temporarily dilute this discomfort, allowing each other to endure this torture and try to enjoy it.

But Shen An didn't have this concern.

He was just a little sore, and if the situation allowed, he could even stick his right arm out and use another person as a pillow.

From this point of view, he is really suitable for Zhao Qingyu.

Because Zhao Qingyu especially needs a sense of security, she will habitually hug something when she sleeps alone, even if she feels a little uncomfortable, she will greedily maintain this feeling of being depended on.

Turning his head slightly, what caught Shen An's eyes was Zhao Qingyu's sleeping face.

The morning dawned, and the lazy sunlight cast from the window, it also brushed against Zhao Qingyu's cheeks, making her lose her usual coldness and arrogance.

At this moment, she is just a little girl sleeping comfortably in the warm embrace.

At the same time, Shen An quickly realized that his right hand was in an uneasy position.

With a layer of rough fabric, it should be her most fitting bra.

This is normal.

Zhao Qingyu likes to hold something when he sleeps, and Shen An also has his own habit when he sleeps, he likes to hold something.

This is a habit that has been formed unconsciously for a long time, and it is difficult for him to change it for a while, especially when he falls asleep and his body completely enters an unconscious state.

Call ~

Gently pinch it hard, the unparalleled softness from the palm made Shen An's mind tremble.

In fact, he also had such crooked thoughts last night, wanting to use the massage as an excuse to carefully measure Zhao Qingyu's exact size.

It's just that the follow-up is nothing.

But he didn't expect that when he had given up subjectively, this wish would be fulfilled objectively and vaguely.

Should there be a C?

Shen An silently evaluated the size from the palm of his heart.

He didn't dare to be too presumptuous, for fear that he would disturb Zhao Qingyu who was sleeping. It would be fine if he just woke her up, but what was even more embarrassing was that she would notice his dirtyness.

But he really didn't expect Zhao Qingyu's size to be so amazing.

C is no longer a question of whether it is small or not, it is a question of how big it is.

Take B as a watershed, above B and below D, it is the most golden shape, neither big nor small, just enough to grasp, and can maintain the arc, so that it will not be too heavy and droop.

Above D, the visual effect is very shocking, but in fact it is easy to get tired, and it is also very troublesome for girls.

As for under B, Shen An can only say that he really doesn't like the barren flat land.

He couldn't help but think again of his previous evaluation of Zhao Qingyu. When he first met Zhao Qingyu, she was dressed sexy and hot, with the enchantment of a wild cat and the charm of a fox.

The only thing that made him feel sorry was her slightly barren upper body.

Looking at it now, it was a big mistake.

He forgot that depending on the style of the bra, the specific size will also be covered up, which can be rendered large or deliberately small.

As a veteran driver, he should not have made such a low-level mistake!

Shen An was secretly annoyed for a while, and couldn't help but wander again, thinking: "What about Yuqiong?"

Could it be that the girl is also hiding her secrets?

And his favorite Nan Nan, Nan Nan is also not very big.

Well, for more rigorous research, Shen An plans to measure them one by one next time.

Kneading silently and lightly, Shen An inadvertently returned her gaze to her cheeks again.

She frowned slightly, seeming a little uncomfortable.

But the eyes never showed signs of opening, as if they were just having a nightmare.

And her soft and waxy feeling when she sleeps forms a very strong contrast with the coolness of her facial features, and she even pokes her little mouth cutely.

Seeing this, Shen An couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, happily.

This should be the true meaning of sharing the same bed.

Except for the last step, the relationship between the two has also been infinitely drawn closer.

That thin layer of paper probably won't last long, and will be punctured sooner or later.

It depends on whether Shen An couldn't restrain his anger first, or Zhao Qingyu couldn't restrain his heartbeat first.

But looking at her face, this extremely cold face, Shen An still couldn't help but bursts of pride and vanity rising from the bottom of his heart.

He is not a saint, after all, he still has the most instinctive self-esteem of a man.

Even after many battles, he couldn't help feeling sincerely excited to occupy Zhao Qingyu's beauty.

Especially thinking of how cold she was when we first met, and compared with the softness and cuteness at the moment, the satisfaction brought by this contrast is even far better than the softness in his hands at the moment.

Unbelievable, yet so logical.

After lying down like this for an unknown how long, the soreness from Shen An's arm became more and more intense.

He realized that it was getting late and it was time to get up.

He quietly pulled his hand away from Zhao Qingyu's chest. His movements were very light, trying not to disturb Zhao Qingyu, and he didn't want Zhao Qingyu to know that he had held it for such a long time.

Then, slowly move the left arm away from her cheek.

The moment his arm left, Zhao Qingyu fell onto the pillow, which inevitably caused some movement.

Shen An's heart shuddered, and he quickly stared at her.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingyu didn't wake up, she just frowned, and soon calmed down again.

Call ~

Shen An breathed a sigh of relief, tiptoedly lifted the quilt, and left the bed.

Until opening the door and leaving the room, Shen An kept absolute silence.

When he left the room and was in the corridor, he couldn't help raising his hand and sniffing at his fingertips.

The overflowing fragrance carried the aftertaste of her skin, as if she could still recall the smoothness and softness of the fingertips.

Suddenly, Shen An froze in place, put his hand down, and rubbed his nose: "It really looks like a pervert, ha~"

Let's take a shower first.

He walked slowly to the bathroom.

The sound insulation effect of the room is very good, and Shen An plans to soak in the bathtub for a while, so he is not afraid of waking Zhao Qingyu up.

But when he left the room and closed the door, Zhao Qingyu who had closed his eyes quietly opened them.

Looking at the traces left by the pillow and a few short strands of hair, Zhao Qingyu's face was complicated, with the warmth after the sweetness, but also a bit of loss and reluctance.

He thought she was asleep and didn't know anything.

She actually knows everything.

She was indeed fast asleep at first.

But that part. . .Being kneaded like this. .how is this possible. .Will you not feel it?

Not long after Shen An woke up, she was forced to wake up under his harassment.