With such a comfortable bed, Jiang Zixing naturally fell asleep quickly and slept soundly.
I didn't even know when a tall figure strutted into the room.
Xiao Yufeng, who climbed out of the skylight and returned to the room, looked unhappy when he saw the bathroom door tied with ten or eight knots with his tie and the tables and tables blocked there.
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What the hell is that woman crazy about?
Not only did he make his room a mess for no reason, but he also rummaged through his closet and scattered his clothes everywhere.
Xiao Yufeng glanced at the blocked bathroom door and the messy clothes in the bedroom, and his brows could kill a big fly.
There was some anger in his always cold expression. He turned his head and cast his deep gaze on the woman on the big bed.
He strode his long legs and walked to the bed in a few steps. He stretched out his long arms and tried to pull up the sleeping woman on the bed.
But just as he stretched out his hand, he couldn't help but pause there.
I saw that the hand he had just stretched out was grabbed by one, and then...
With a strong pull, Xiao Yufeng's body that had been resting there was pulled directly onto the bed, and the one pushed down by this push was naturally Jiang Zixing, who was sleeping like an eight-clawed octopus.
Fortunately, she quickly stretched out a hand to support her, otherwise it would have been the weight of his body pressing down on her and not crushing her.
At the same time, Xiao Yufeng rolled over and lay on the side, but the hand held by Jiang Zixing was still tightly held in her hand and half hugged in her arms.
Jiang Zixing, who was sleeping soundly, was not very restful in his sleeping position, and his sleeping position was very different. I believe Xiao Yufeng knew this very well.
Turning his head to look at the woman holding his hand like a pillow, her beautiful brows furrowed even more.
He wanted to withdraw his hand, but the woman hugged him tighter, and her soft chest got closer.
In this situation, he should have withdrawn his hand directly, woke this woman up, and then...
What then?
Xiao Yufeng hasn't thought about this yet, but it's not important. What's important is that he should have withdrawn his hand now, but he didn't do that.
Instead, he just lay on his side next to her, letting his arms be held in her arms.
It seems that all this is so natural.
Damn him, is she going crazy lately, or is he going crazy?
Turning his head and looking at her drooling sleeping face, Xiao Yufeng frowned tightly, feeling repulsive in his heart. However, in terms of this behavior, he still remained motionless, lying on his side like that, quietly.
Looking at her quietly...
Maybe, during this period, the person who should think carefully is him!!
The night is getting deeper and deeper, as if everything in the world has fallen asleep and is resting.
However, some people still can't sleep, just like those nights when they want to sleep but can't sleep peacefully...
However, for Jiang Zixing, this feeling is incomprehensible.
She had the most comfortable sleep that night. She couldn't remember whether she had any dreams. Anyway, she just slept until she woke up naturally. The comfortable feeling was like sleeping on cotton.
I really don’t know what words to use to describe it.
It's just that there seems to be something on the cotton. It's hard, and it's a bit bumpy...