Later, after she graduated from elementary school, she went to the United States to study. She only returned to China for a period of time during the winter and summer vacations. The two of them saw each other less often. It seemed that gradually they were not as close as they were when they were children.
Mu Xiaoxiao said, "Okay, I'll call you that from now on, but in exchange, you have to count sheep for me."
"Counting sheep?" Yin Shaojie looked at her.
She chuckled, "Yes, I can't sleep, but it's already so late. It's not good for a girl's skin if she doesn't sleep. So I want to fall asleep quickly, so you can help me count the sheep. I I’m too lazy to count.”
Yin Shaojie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was too lazy to count, so she asked him to count for her? She is quite smart.
"Okay, I'll count it for you, but it's not fashionable to count sheep now."
"What's popular?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked curiously. She had not been in China for the past few years, so she didn't know the domestic fashion trends.
Yin Shaojie smiled and said, "Counting dumplings is popular because the homophone of dumplings is sleep."
"Haha, dumplings! How funny! Okay, okay, count them for me."
Mu Xiao read a novel, moved to a comfortable position, and prepared to wait for his 'dumpling' to come to sleep.
Yin Shaojie started counting, "One dumpling, two dumplings, three dumplings..."
"Wait!" After counting a few, she stopped him.
"No, I can't count this! When I count this, all I can think about is dumplings, and I'm getting hungry. Let's count something else." She said depressedly, quickly getting rid of all the dumplings in her mind to avoid being really hungry.
Yin Shaojie thought for a while, then suddenly raised his lips and smiled, and said: "That's good, one little one, two little ones, three little ones..."
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled unexpectedly and nodded with satisfaction, "Just count like this."
As a result, his magnetic and deep voice echoed in the darkness.
"Four little ones, five little ones, six little ones, seven little ones..."
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Wake up the next day.
When Mu Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, Yin Shaojie's handsome face was close at hand again. She looked down and found that the two of them were hugging each other like last time.
She frowned in confusion and muttered, "How could this happen..."
Although she has the habit of sleeping with something in her arms, this does not happen when she sleeps with others.
Why does it always end up like this when sleeping with Yin Shaojie
And what's even more strange is that if it's because of her habit of sleeping with things in her arms, then she should be hugging him. Why is she in his arms and being held by him
Mu Xiaoxiao broke away from his arms, opened her sleepy eyes, and sat up.
"Hey, wake up." She patted his shoulder.
Yin Shaojie was woken up by her, opened his eyes, and looked at her with a bad expression as if he was a little angry.
"I'm really masochistic..." he muttered suddenly.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't hear clearly and asked, "What did you say?"
"Nothing said."
Yin Shaojie sat up, put the pillow behind his back, and stretched out lazily. His hair was a little messy, but he looked more unruly and handsome.
Mu Xiaoxiao moved closer in confusion and discovered something, "Did you not sleep well? There are bloodshot eyes in your eyes."
Yin Shaojie glanced at her complainingly, "I have to count sheep for you. I can't sleep until you fall asleep, and then you give me half-sleep... It's strange that I didn't sleep well!"
That's why he said he was self-abuse, why did he stay the night
(End of chapter)