While the man was washing the dishes, Shen Jue was already very obedient and sensible, warming the bed for him. She was almost asleep, waiting for the man to come over and teasing him.
After eating, I went to sleep, woke up and ate again, and went out to buy something from time to time. There was no intrigue. This kind of ordinary, simple life was really comfortable, and I fell in love with it.
Then came the sound of gentle footsteps, and when the man tried to cross the main house, Shen Zui threatened softly: "If you don't come over to sleep, I will go over to sleep. The result will be the same anyway, you will have to sleep with me in your arms." .”
Ji Junlang paused in his steps because he had made it clear that he had a crush on the little snowman. He couldn't hold him in his arms so quickly or so skillfully, but... the little snowman behaved too arrogantly.
Shen Jiu held her chin, "Hurry up, it's warm inside the quilt now."
Ji Junlang walked in with a somewhat confused look, took off his coat, and lay down far away.
This creates a picture: Ji Junlang is big in stature and has a small space. At first glance, I thought Shen Zui was bullying him.
Shen Yue stretched out her foot and kicked the man lightly: "Is there poison on my body? Are you so far away from me?"
Just such a kick and a few seconds of physical contact between the two made Ji Junlang extremely nervous: "No, it's not."
Shen Jun's tone was cold: "Come here and hold me!"
"The sun in winter is so strong, we will get hot if we hold each other. I am worried that you will melt..." Ji Junlang rested on the edge of the couch, clutching his own quilt, not giving in to the domineering intoxication at all.
"I am a monster and will not melt." Shen Jiu frowned: "That's all, I'm going out to find someone who is willing to hug me and take a nap."
Ji Junlang paused, and the thought that immediately came to his mind was that it wouldn't work. He rolled over and landed on Shen Jun.
At first glance, he rolled his head, then turned sideways, lying next to Shen Ying.
"What else is missing?" The drunken eyes were sparkling.
Ji Junlang was thinking about the word "support" in Shen Ji's words, and tentatively put his hand on Shen Ji's waist. Even through the quilt, the touch of Shen Ji's waist was enough to make his heart beat faster.
He raised the corners of his lips slightly and smiled with satisfaction: Even though the temperament of the male protagonists in each world changes a little, in the end, they are all naive.
"Is it warm?" Shen Jiong asked.
Ji Junlang nodded, his chin hitting his drunken head, causing pain to both of them.
The two looked at each other and both smiled restrainedly.
Ji Junlang gradually spoke more and more: "I almost bit my tongue."
Shen Jieyi replied: "My forehead was almost broken by you."
The man immediately stretched out his hand and rubbed Shen Jun's hand: "I'm sorry, does it hurt?"
Shen Xue raised her eyes and kept looking at him: "It's okay, but my pain tolerance is not average."
His obvious hint was not understood by the simple man. He just held this little snowman that would not melt with his simple thoughts.
"I can tolerate pain, do you understand?" Shen Jue said enthusiastically.
Ji Junlang said simply, "When you said it was the first time, I remembered it."
Shen Jiu's brows twitched, "Okay, then you can just remember it for me."
We chatted some more, sometimes or not, and fell asleep while feeling each other's warmth.
In his drunken dream, he sighed slightly: What should he do with this innocent male protagonist...
The warmth in his arms kept making Ji Junlang's face turn red, as if Shen Junlang had appeared just to make him blush.