Although he was still resisting on the surface, there was already some desire in his subconscious. Yuan Lei's words suddenly came to his mind: "Don't act according to common sense." But can Ji Zhehan do it? He has only loved two women, Shang Weili.
She left, and Siyang was a famous woman with a wife. But he didn't want to hurt her, not at all. He couldn't figure out whether this was arrogance or cowardice, but he knew that even if Siyang's heart was hurt a little, his heart would be
The pain is ten times, a hundred times...
Finally reason prevailed, and he gently pushed Liu Siyang's hand away. Ji Zhehan went to the bathroom. It was the second time he took a bath today, and this time he took a cold shower at the risk of pneumonia. He had to wake himself up.
, she does not belong to him, they are just two parallel lines that will never intersect.
When she returned to the bed again, Liu Siyang had turned over. Ji Zhehan carefully turned her over to face him.
"Wu Peng, I'm sorry." Liu Siyang frowned and muttered in sleep. When Ji Zhehan, who was just about to fall asleep, heard the name, his shoulders shook, and an unknown anger arose spontaneously: She actually called that person in her dream
name.
The newly aroused desire was replaced by jealousy. He pushed Liu Siyang away fiercely, turned on the lamp, and Ji Zhehan sat up.
"Who?" Liu Siyang felt a push in his sleep, and Liu Siyang regained consciousness. He turned over and sat up, and there was an extra person on the big bed.
"Ji Zhehan, you...didn't you agree that you would sleep underground?" Liu Siyang rubbed her eyes and scolded. It was obvious that she didn't know what Ji Zhehan had just done, otherwise she would definitely be furious.
"I..." Ji Zhehan was thinking awkwardly about what to say, but suddenly turned away: "What's wrong with sleeping here? This is my bed!"
Liu Siyang was also irritated: "It's obviously you who said you wanted to sleep on the floor. Humph, the young master is the young master. If you feel uncomfortable sleeping on the floor, just say so. In the worst case, I'll just sleep."
With that said, Liu Siyang turned over and went to the ground. He didn't bother to put on his slippers, and started to look through the cabinet with his bare feet: "Hey! Strange, why are there no extra quilts?"
"What's so strange? I've told you before. This is a conspiracy, a trick of my parents."
Ji Zhehan lay down angrily and got into bed: he hates being called a young master the most.
"Don't be angry, okay?" Liu Siyang burst into laughter. He climbed onto the bed and scratched Ji Zhehan's armpit. He was really cautious: "I know you are angry and I said you are a young master. I'm sorry. Isn't that enough?"
Ji Zhehan hid outside and remained silent.
"Hey, Ji Zhehan, something's not right with you today, tell me what happened?"
"nothing?"
"It won't work if it keeps going like this. Let me introduce you to some girlfriends. Maybe you'll find one you like."
Liu Siyang smiled and began to search for a suitable partner in his mind. He must be beautiful and gentle, and most importantly, he must not be a vain person.
"No!" Ji Zhehan refused.
"I have a few classmates who are very beautiful and nice people."
"I told you not to!" Ji Zhehan's voice was eight times louder: "Liu Siyang, are you hiding your ears under the pillow?"
"If you don't want it, don't want it. Why are you so angry? Hey... lean over to the side, okay? Are you going to take up such a big bed?"
Seeing that Ji Zhehan remained silent and motionless, he hit him with his elbow and said, "Hey, you have soiled the innocence of my lady Liu, you cannot bear the responsibility."
"Beauty Liu, you are the only one who is beautiful. You have breasts but no breasts, and you have butt butt. In my eyes, you are just a stunted child!" Ji Zhehan reluctantly moved away and hummed softly.
"Hey, what are you talking about? If you can, speak louder like a fly." Liu Siyang turned over and lay down, pulling over a large section of the quilt.
"Damn girl, you... forget it."
Looking at his watch, it was already past two o'clock. Not wanting to continue arguing, Ji Zhehan raised his hands in surrender.
"I'm so sleepy, I fell asleep." Liu Siyang muttered, and fell asleep quickly.
He fell asleep so quickly. He was quarreling just now, but now he is probably playing chess with Duke Zhou. Ji Zhehan came to the conclusion that Liu Siyang must have been a pig in his previous life. "What the hell!" he muttered in a low voice and carefully pulled the quilt over.
At one o'clock, go to sleep.
The sun shines diagonally on the bed through the gauze curtains.
Ji Zhehan opened his eyes. Liu Siyang was not sleeping well. He was always tossing and turning. He did not sleep well all night and his body was sore.
Liu Siyang also gradually opened his eyes and saw Ji Zhehan's deep eyes staring at him
She felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and when she was about to stand up, she caught a glimpse of the ambiguous posture of the two of them: her arm was actually hooked around Ji Zhehan's neck, and the two of them were lying face to face.
"Ji Zhehan, you..." Liu Siyang took out his arm and started to wave.
"Don't be the first to complain. You were sleeping with your arms around my neck. I didn't dare to move for fear of disturbing your sweet dream." Ji Zhehan quickly grabbed Liu Siyang's arm with an innocent look.
"Oh." Liu Siyang didn't doubt that "sleeping in an inelegant posture" was her usual style. She shyly picked up her clothes and ran into the bathroom.