Yange looked up at Jiang Jian. The eyes with long eyelashes were soft and weak, like a small white flower fluttering in the wind: "Brother, can I sleep with you."

When he was a child, the host had a nightmare and hid in Jiang Jian's bed while Jiang's father and Mother Jiang were away.

After being discovered once by Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, this kind of thing never happened again.

Jiang Jian didn't say anything, but sideways gave Yange a way out.

Yange got in under his shoulder, and before he talked, he had already climbed into bed, put his head on Jiang Jian's pillow, and lay down well, leaving half of the bed and pillow for Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian closed the door and turned to see Yan Ge's normal posture lying on the bed. His eyes were dimmed but he didn't speak. He lay on the other half of the bed and turned off the lamp at the bedside, although he closed his eyes, But he was a little sleepless.

The girl next to her suddenly turned to her side, and the exhaled breath fell on his neck. The itchiness spread from his neck to his whole body instantly.

Makes his body tighten like a string for an instant.

He moved his fingers and tried to turn sideways, but he didn't dare to move.

"brother!"

Her voice was very low and very low, and she seemed extremely light and soft.

In such a silent night, her voice was clearly light, but it was very clear, like a current of electric current rushed into his ears.

He had severe features and became more serious, but his voice was softer than usual: "Huh?"

It sounded like a soft hum, even softer than the voice of a song, and the sound was scattered as soon as it came out.

Yan Ge's head was slightly lowered, leaning on his shoulder: "Brother, today Xiaodong heard that I was illiterate, very surprised."

She was getting closer, her cheeks were almost against his face, and the breath exhaled when he talked was sprayed on his face, warm and warm, making his body feel as soft as her breath.

However, the content of her words made him an unknown flame in his heart.

He frowned slightly, and as soon as he was about to speak, he listened to her and said, "Brother, I want to read, can you teach me?"

Her hand grabbed his fingers in the quilt and pulled, as if afraid he was not willing, her voice became more delicate and soft, "Brother, you teach me how to do it, don't let parents know, they have to know I will definitely feel sorry for my learning too much, and I do not want you to teach me. "

Hearing the last words of Yange, Jiang Jian in the dark, his lips curled.

Distress her?

Will they distress her?

How could it be, but I was afraid that her wings would be stiff and out of control.

She was still pulling his hand, from holding a thumb first, to holding his **** and index finger, seeing that he was not talking, and scratching his palms: "Brother, good brother, you teach me Okay, you're the best to me, brother, teach me! "

The sound was so sweet, it seemed to be able to pour out water.

He felt that his body was changing with her voice, and that change made him feel helpless and excited.

Excitingly, listening to her "good brother", she felt even more guilty.

"Noisy." He got up and wanted to go to the bathroom.

She thought he didn't agree, and was still angry, and when she got up, she sat up helplessly and hurriedly grabbed the corner of his pajamas: "Brother, you, what's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable? Me, I'm not noisy You, don't be angry, Mom said I can't make you angry ... "