The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Chapter 1527: She wanted to drive him crazy

Chapter 1527: She Wants To Drive Him Crazy

"What about you?" Zheng Yan rolled over on his bed and turned to look at him.

"I slept in your bed, where do you sleep?"

She asked sincerely and stupidly.

The villa is so big, he has a room to sleep, but he just needs to clean it up by himself.

But facing her somewhat scared eyes, Mo Yongheng moved a little in her heart, and the ghost asked God to ask that sentence: "Where do you want me to sleep?"

Hearing that, Zheng Yan rolled around without hesitation and patted herself on the side.

"Your bed is so big, I'll suffice for half of it, and I can share the other half."

"..."

When Mo Yongzi's pupil converged, he unconsciously reached out and pulled his tie, so as not to get out of breath.

The voice dropped an octave: "Zheng Yan, I'm a normal man."

His hint is clear enough.

He likes her far more than she likes him.

He couldn't promise, she could calmly be her pillow again and again.

In fact, he hasn't calmed down once.

She was driven crazy almost every time ...

"Oh." Zheng Yan pursed her lips as if she knew she was rejected, grabbed a pillow, and covered her face.

Pulled through the quilt and blindfolded himself again.

Smell the quilt, which belongs to him, could not help but greedily stunned.

She didn't want to do anything to him, she just liked to hug him to sleep.

Sleeping in his arms, she felt very at ease, just like when the elder brother next door reached out and touched her head, she always liked to use his face to pinch his palm.

Zheng Yan suddenly discovered that Mo Yong was a bit like her elder brother.

Not only does she look a bit like her, she also feels a lot like it.

She doesn't talk much, looks dull, doesn't like talking, but hurts her.

It's not like understanding style.

Her elder brother is doing well. She also knows that she brings chocolate to her every day. Unlike Mo Yong, she said she likes him, and he refuses to accompany her to sleep.

What's wrong?

It won't drop pieces of meat.

Huh, stingy!

Zheng Yan rolled into a circle, hit a roll on the bed, and rolled to the back of the bed.

The next second, a big hand ripped off her quilt.

"Don't cover yourself, it's bad for you. You sleep for a while, and I'll guard you here."

"Don't go anywhere?"

Zheng Yan exposed a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes, muttered quietly.

There was a hint of fear in his tone.

"Well, don't go anywhere." Mo Yongheng nodded without hesitation, knowing her anxiety, and gently held her hand with one hand, "Sleep."

Zheng Yan wasn't sleepy. She was afraid he would let her go to sleep in the room, and he deliberately occupied the bed first.

But she really lay down ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Listening to his low voice, she fell asleep without knowing it.

Mo Yongheng kept by her side until he saw her falling asleep, then he put her hand into the bed and stood up from the bed.

Pacing away from the bedroom.

When Zheng Yan was awake, she was alone in Grandma's room.

She sat up groggyly from the bed, reached out and rubbed her head, and turned subconsciously to find Mo Yong.

Without seeing him in the room, she climbed out of bed barefoot and ran out the door.

Running all the way downstairs, she stopped when she heard something in the kitchen.

After thinking about it, he stepped forward again, and determined that the person in the kitchen was Mo Yong, and she slightly hesitated.

She knew that there was no chef in his villa, but she thought it was because he didn't eat here usually, but he didn't expect it because he would cook ...

(End of this chapter)