Looking at Ling Ge, who was sleeping soundly in front of him, Huo Yuhao felt a little complicated in his heart. Although because of his young age, he could not explain how he felt about Ling Ge, but, One thing he was sure of was that he liked being by Ling Ge's side.
When you are around him, you always feel safe and at ease. This feeling is very strange and cannot be explained, but it is indeed real.
This feeling was the same as the last time I felt it.
Huo Yuhao, who was thinking this way, unconsciously leaned towards Ling Ge again. He was about to touch Ling Ge's hands before he stopped. This time, the distance became closer, and Huo Yuhao could see Ling Ge more clearly. .
He has handsome features and a handsome face. He is wild and unrestrained with a hint of naivety, and he is gentle and protective with a hint of stupidity. This is how Huo Yuhao feels about Ling Ge.
Perhaps, even the current Huo Yuhao has not noticed that every time he thinks of Ling Ge, his heart feels extra warm, and he always feels that he sleeps soundly.
Just like that, amid the girl's random thoughts, the two people on the bed fell asleep quietly.
A night of silence
Ah, it feels so soft, warm, and moist. Ling Ge, who was still in a daze in his sleep, was a little surprised to find that he felt very strange now.
He wanted to turn over, but he felt something restraining his movements, as if something was pulling his arm, pressing him down to prevent him from turning over.
Moreover, this soft, warm, and moist feeling also came from his arms, which made him unconsciously want to take out his arms to get rid of this strange feeling.
However, when he tried to snatch his hand back, he discovered that there was also a force competing with him for the ownership of his arm. He had been competing with him. When he pulled it out, the force pulled down. For a while, Ling Ge tried again and again, but without success.
However, during these attempts, Ling Ge gradually woke up from his sleep.
"No, this doesn't seem to be a dream. There doesn't seem to be anything wet or slippery in my room! Could it be that I wet the bed?
With such doubts, Ling Ge finally slowly opened his eyes, and then found that his head was downward at this time, that is, he was sleeping with his head down. When he woke up, he saw Under his eyes, there was a tangle of short blue hair.
At that moment, after a tenth of a second of thought, he accurately judged that this should be Huo Yuhao's blue hair. After all, Wang Dong should not be in this room at this time, and Wang Dong's hair color should be It's pink and blue, not the blue hair it has now.
When he opened his eyes and looked carefully, Ling Ge discovered that he finally knew what the wet, warm, and slippery feeling in that dream was.
Of course it's not that he made someone wet the bed. What are you guys expecting! It was clearly Huo Yuhao, a brat who opened his mouth while sleeping, and hugged his arm tightly, and now his saliva is all over his arm.
Ling Ge's current mood was as if a couple had agreed to just kiss, but the woman didn't follow martial ethics and insisted on sticking out her pink tongue.
What a weird metaphor is this! ! ! There's definitely something wrong with this author
Gu Yu<spa>watched Huo Yuhao opening his mouth and breathing slowly. His lips, which had been burnt dry by the shaman wind, had already regained their redness, softness, warmth and beauty due to the healing of vitality.
Shaking his head, Ling Ge found that something was getting more and more wrong with him recently. Why was he becoming more and more attracted to Yuhao?
He tried hard to change his attention, trying to turn his eyes away from the thing that was always stuck in Huo Yuhao's mouth. After trying hard for a while, Ling Ge forced himself to turn his head away, still mumbling "Dong'er, Strange words like "Dong'er, Dong'er".
"Ah, have I been single for too long? How come I feel that Huo Yuhao looks pretty even when I look at him recently?" Ling Ge thought in his heart.
The same goes for this little guy Yuhao. Why is he always so dishonest when sleeping? The injury on his body has only just healed, but he can actually rub against him while sleeping. It's really true.
Ling Ge sighed helplessly, and then he pulled out his arm bit by bit. Although Huo Yuhao was still struggling, trying to pull back what he was holding in his hand that could make him feel comfortable. , However, this time Ling Ge woke up and he had the upper hand. Now he is the real master.
After a little effort, Ling Ge finally pulled his hand out.
Looking at his already wet sleeves, Ling Ge couldn't help but lamented, he had to change clothes again! Then, Ling Ge pulled the quilt again and covered Huo Yuhao who was still sleeping soundly. Then he looked at Huo Yuhao with warmth in his heart. This little guy seems to be getting more and more attached to me.
After thinking wildly for a while, Ling Ge came back to his senses and smiled at himself for thinking about useless things all day long.
Then, Ling Ge got out of bed, took off his shirt, washed his arms, and put on new clothes. That was all.
After dealing with these things, Ling Ge opened the only curtain in the room. The sun in the distance was still struggling not to get up, like a naughty child who was lazy in bed. Oh, no, maybe he likes lazy beds. , adults are the main force, right?
Ling Ge also liked this kind of sunrise when he was in a daze during the day.
The slightly cool morning air hit Ling Ge's body, then passed over Ling Ge's young body, and continued forward, blowing towards the person who was still sleeping soundly on the bed.
Huo Yuhao, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, was already a little sensitive because of Ling Ge's forceful withdrawal just now. When he was blown by the wind again, he suddenly became alert and woke up slowly.
Opening his eyes, Huo Yuhao saw a figure, and that figure seemed to be standing in front of the window, supporting the window table with both hands, looking out.
After rubbing his still sore eyes, Huo Yuhao put down his hand and felt as if some liquid was flowing down from the corner of his mouth. wipe
Feeling something was wrong, Huo Yuhao hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe it with the back of his hand, then carefully put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
Well, very good, there is no strange smell. It seems that Ling Ge did not do anything strange to him.
Alas, Huo Yuhao sighed, feeling inexplicably regretful.
