I suddenly felt very tired, so I walked to the bedside, flopped and fell on the bed, wanting to sleep.
When Dongfang Xing came in with hangover tea, he saw her lying on the bed with wet hair, and her face turned livid.
This girl just doesn't have a long memory. He has told her so many times that she can't sleep with her hair wet like this, but she has turned a deaf ear to his words.
He sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and patted her face, and said in a deep voice: "Xiahou Huan'er, get up."
"Well... don't bother me... I'm so tired..." Xia Hou Huan'er frowned and slapped his hand away displeased.
Dongfang Xing lowered his head and looked at her tired face, with a distressed look on his handsome face. Too many things had happened in the past few days.
She is made of flesh and blood, how can she bear so much?
His face couldn't help softening, and he reluctantly moved her head over to rest on his lap. Then he took the hair dryer on the bedside and blew her hair gently.
Xiahou Huan'er slept in a daze, stretched out her hands, hugged his waist, put her face on his thigh, rubbed it unconsciously, and fell asleep again, as if his thigh was a pillow
, treating his waist as a pillow.
Seeing her unconscious expression of dependence, Dongfang Xing couldn't help but have a rare and endearing smile on his lips.
His slender fingers ran through her soft hair.
Her hair had grown much longer, was black and shiny, but also incredibly soft, which he couldn't put down.
Dongfang Xing blew her hair dry. Seeing that she was sleeping so deeply, he couldn't bear to wake her up. He picked up the bowl on the bedside table, poured the hangover tea into his mouth and held it in his mouth. He raised the back of her head with his palm,
He lowered his head to her lips and slowly poured the hangover tea into her mouth.
Although Xiahou Huan'er was in a deep sleep, she recognized his breath and didn't resist. Like a baby, she instinctively swallowed the hangover tea he brought in.
Dongfang Xing fed her the hangover tea, kissed her for a long time, and then reluctantly left her lips for fear of waking her up.
He reached out to pull away her hand from around his waist, but found that she was hugging him very tightly.
Worried that he would wake her up if he used too much force, he had to let her hold him while he sat quietly by the bed, staring at her with his deep eyes reluctant to blink, as if he wanted to imprint her deeply into the deepest part of his heart.
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The moon has passed its midpoint.
The tired crowd gradually dispersed.
Love and Su Xin were sitting in front of the campfire, and it seemed that they were reluctant to separate.
Love looked sideways at the mask on his face and asked in a pleading tone: "Can you take off the mask and let me see what you look like?"
His figure is so tall and burly, standing next to him makes you feel so safe.
His arms were so strong, and when they were wrapped around her waist, they were so reassuring.
His palm is so big and warm. When your little hand is held by it, you want to hide in a safe haven, which is rare.
Frustrated, he shook his head: "Sorry."
"But I really want to see what you are like." They had a great time tonight and got along very harmoniously, which finally gave her lonely soul some comfort. "Can you bear the heart to let me think of you in the future?
When you were there, did you only remember the mask on your face?"
I just dropped two of them and now I have them replaced.
