The tips of Song Yu's ears turned red immediately, he loosened his tight hands, and said hesitantly: "Then, let me carry you over!"
He stood up staggeringly, and rashly took Chi Yao in his arms and carried her to the bed. Although the action was reckless, he still placed her gently on the bed with a little attraction and consideration.
Then he took out the quilt on the side and covered her body, gently tucked the broken hair in front of her behind her ears, and said softly: "Go to bed early, and I will take you to see the fun tomorrow."
Seeing Chi Yao obediently close her eyes, he returned to the soft place, gently blew away the burning candle, and let the darkness envelope the room again.
But this time there is a different feeling than just now. This time there is Chi Yao and everything about her in the middle of the night. It is no longer an unbearable emptiness, but there is more expectation for tomorrow with her.
Song Yu, who was already excited, and coupled with the soft and small size, made him unable to restrain himself from tossing and turning. Even though he tried hard to control his strength, he still woke up Chi Yao in the bed.
She rubbed her eyes, turned slightly, patted the empty space beside her feebly, and said in a slightly confused and confused voice: "Song Yu, come up..."
Afterwards, Chi Yao couldn't bear the call of sweet dreams and fell asleep sweetly.
But this was painful for Song Yu, who was waiting for the next words. Suddenly there was no sound, but he still happily walked to the bed with his quilt, looking at the person on the bed with a trace of clear stupidity in his eyes.
Holding back his excitement, he lay on Chi Yao's side with a hint of reserve.
It's a pity that this rule only took less than half a quarter of an hour before Chi Yao broke it.
Song Yu looked at Chi Yao who was like an octopus with a look of helplessness on his face. He used his hands and feet to pull on him, and nothing could be pulled away.
He had no choice but to give up. He had no choice but to humiliate himself and endure the sweetness of pain.
He thought that this sweetness would make him lingering and mournful, but he never thought that it would actually make him fall asleep. There was no trembling fear or assassination, and no sudden touches. There were only the sounds of each other's breathing intertwined, and the two people hugging each other. Sleeping position.
The two of them had a dreamless night, coupled with the exhaustion from last night's torment, they woke up again with the sun in the sky.
There was already a lot of people outside the window, and the sound of conversations coming and going passed through the paper window into their room. The paper window was like a barrier, separating the two worlds.
Outside the window, there is a hustle and bustle, and there is an endless stream of people; inside the window, the years are quiet, and the world is stable.
Chi Yao opened her sleepy eyes and unconsciously moved closer to his arms, rubbing against his arms. Song Yu also tightened the hand holding her, put his chin on the top of her hair and rubbed it, and they interacted with each other. They snuggled closer together, absorbing the warmth from the two of them.
Chi Yao's memories of last night came to mind. Thinking of her behavior last night, the tips of her ears slowly turned red as the memories deepened. She didn't move in his arms for a while.
Feeling her strangeness, Song Yu patted her back gently, and said with a low voice and a smile as if she had just woken up, "Why are you so embarrassed?"
The voice that bewitched people's minds just like last night echoed in her ears, causing her to hold on to the clothes at his waist.
And this sudden touch made him groan involuntarily, and in an increasingly hoarse voice with a hint of threat, he said: "Don't move!"
(End of chapter)
