Lover-like intimacy, whispering.

The picture is beautiful, and people can't help but feel their heart beat, and the speed of their heart beats faster.

"..."

The two were so close to each other that they could clearly feel the speed of each other's heartbeats and the frequency of their breathing.

The eyes are facing each other, looking at each other, the eyes are foggy and the eyes are hard to guess, and it is impossible to spy on each other's mind.

Time seems to stand still at this moment, and the words in my heart bloom silently, gorgeous and charming.

After a long time, there were slight footsteps at the door, and the peeping people quietly left.

Fu Shimo stood up, his Adam's apple wriggled, and stepped on a pair of slippers to close the door.

Yan Zhixu leaned on his side, leaning on a pillow, stroking his chin with one hand, and swaying his legs together.

The back of the man looked inexplicably panicked, losing his usual calmness.

Fu Shimo closed the door, "Little boy, I'll lay the floor."

His voice was hoarse and low, like the strings of a cello, it was low and pleasant, and it fell beautifully and intoxicatingly in the ears.

Then he walked to the cabinet and took out a spare quilt from it.

He held the gray quilt beside the bed and laid it on the clean floor.

"..."

Yan Zhixu looked at the floor next to the bed, a pair of cat eyes gleaming with a shimmer and a shallow smile.

She raised her eyebrows and said in a lazy tone, "Master Dean, have you thought about it? The floor should be quite hard."

Fu Shimo's breath stagnated when the voice came down with a strong sarcasm.

"Um."

Responded succinctly.

He lay on the floor, trying to calm his beating heart, closed his eyes and let out a sigh of turbidity.

"Okay."

Yan Zhixu got up from the bed, opened the bag, took out the makeup remover, and went to the bathroom to remove makeup.

After removing his makeup, he released two spiritual powers to prevent the dead Yin spirits from approaching these two rooms.

She looked at the man lying on the floor, hooked her lips, and her voice was rarely stained.

"Then...good night."

When you're done, turn off the lights.

The room was silent and dark, without a trace of light, and there were no fingers to reach.

Sleeping in an unfamiliar environment, Fu Shimo couldn't calm down for a long time because of the people in the room or the environment.

He opened his eyes, "Good night."

Coexisting in the same room, the night is gentle, the outside is violent and rainy, the human nature is ugly, the house is peaceful and carefree, and the warmth flows slowly.

——

in another room.

After the two of them washed up, Shen Kui took out the pillow and began to divide the position, dividing the bed into three or eight.

She smiled and said, "Bo team, although men and women are not kissable, I really can't bear you to sleep on the cold floor."

"I drew three or eight lines on the bed, leaving you half the position. You can lie down and have a good rest."

Susukino looked at the area marked out on the bed, the part left for him was not enough to turn over.

He scratched his hair, "Forensic Doctor Shen, you call this half? Have you misunderstood half?"

"However, from a certain point of view, this is indeed the thirty-eighth line. Your language comprehension ability has reached the pinnacle.

After scolding her, she lay down and pulled up the quilt, and slept on her side in a small position.

Shen Kui: "..."

Seeing that he scolded himself without hesitation, and now fell asleep without hesitation, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The expression on his face was almost unstoppable, and the raised smile gradually disappeared.

Depend on!

Green tea moves are useless to dead straight men at all.

And... lying down so decisively, doesn't he think of her as a woman?

I kept thinking about it in my heart, turned over on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover it. Seeing his cramped position, I stretched out my hand and moved the pillow to relax a bit.

Turn off the lights and close your eyes to sleep.

"..."

Susukino noticed her actions just now, and there was a hint of tenderness on the cold face in the dark.