Ran Mi's whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood, her little face was pulled by him, and his breath blew into her eyes, which made her a little overwhelmed.
Was Li Yichuan possessed by a ghost? That's why he suddenly behaved so tenderly!
"Are you ready?" He tugged at her eyelids and frowned slightly.
Ran Mi lowered her head and tightened the corners of her mouth. When he opened his mouth, he was as cold as a god.
"Sleepy." She crossed her arms and ran towards the room in large strides.
When she entered the room, she saw that the vase was placed on the bedside. Not only did this man not lose it to her, he was generous enough to help her get it. Did she really think she bought it herself?
Li Yichuan stretched out his hand from one side, pulled a petal from the flower, and threw it in her face. Ran Mi immediately reached out to protect the rose flower and looked at him dissatisfied.
Li Yichuan sat down by the bed, took out the cigarette neatly, and with a slight pop, the bright silver lighter spurted flames, swallowing up the snow-white smoke, and turned into a ball of red light, reflected in her pupils.
"Why are you hiding behind the tree? Don't tell me that you are there for convenience or thinking about life." He gently exhaled a thin circle of smoke and looked up at her. The originally deep pupils were obscured by the smoke, which made people feel even more incredible.
close.
Ran Mi turned away her face and said: "I'm in a bad mood and don't want to see you."
"You are quite honest." He murmured a few times, forcibly took a flower out of the vase, and patted her face, "Why, do you think it is a virtue for you to be like this? I wonder if it is a virtue for a Taoist to sing about a woman's obedience?"
"Can we sing again tomorrow?" Ran Mi took a step back. God knows how much she wanted to sleep now, instead of being in a stalemate with him here, and she didn't want to be tortured by him later.
"Who gave you the flowers? They value them so much that they don't want to see me anymore."
He finally asked her, and his sour tone made Ran Mi's heart tingle.
"Tell me." He took out another flower from the vase.
"Give it back to me." Seeing that he was about to throw it away again, Ran Mi quickly reached out to grab it.
He grabbed her wrist and pushed her onto the bed. The rose petals were stained on her long curly hair, each one delicate and charming.
His face was six centimeters away from hers, and their breaths collided with each other, making them inseparable. The rose fell from his hand, and its delicate petals fell off the branches and fell on the big pink-blue bed.
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As soon as he turned over, he pressed her underneath him,
The two were in a stalemate for a moment. Suddenly, Li Yichuan's lips touched her forehead and whispered: "People are more beautiful than flowers."
Ran Mi felt numb all over. This was a drama about talking, people are more delicate than flowers...
If it were Sichuan peppercorns, it could numb him for a while. If it were delicate flowers, he would really have no choice but to let him cripple him!
His palms were gently rubbing on her waist and legs through the cotton pajamas, and suddenly asked: "Did it hurt you last night? Why are the legs so tight?"
Tick tock, tick tock...
There was a sound of dripping water in the bathroom, like a magic finger that plucked the heartstrings. It suddenly plucked Ran Mi's nervous nerves. When she looked at the handsome face so close, her heart beat faster and her mouth began to dry up.
"You go down, I don't feel well and want to sleep." She said in a buzzing voice.