The light suddenly disappeared.
Yun Fanfan was about to pull away to leave, but Zhong Han grabbed his wrist in the dark.
She stopped immediately, yawned and waited for Zhong Han to speak.
Zhong Han's palm wrapped her slender wrist, and her skin was a bit cold, which could better reflect the temperature of her palm.
Zhong Han's body became hot, and his voice became low.
"Turn your back on me, call my name, I can only stop when I say stop."
Yun Fanfan thought he could sleep: "..."
She lay down depressed, with her back to Zhong Han, and then began to call his name.
He couldn't see the other party, but he could smell the other party's scent. He could imagine to his heart's content what the other party's body looked like under his shirt.
He imagined that his hand touched her face, like touching her photo today, his hand gradually slid down, across her nose, lips, and fell on her thin collarbone, and his fingertips sank into her clothes in.
Just relying on imagination, Zhong Han felt that the desire in his heart was about to explode.
Her voice is even more seductive to herself, like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan.
Listening to her voice, Zhong Han stretched his hand under the quilt.
Yun Fanfan screamed, and when she was about to fall asleep, she seemed to hear some panting sound, a depressing and shallow voice, it was this sound that woke her up suddenly, and her drowsiness was mostly reduced.
Yun Fanfan was taken aback by herself, thinking to herself that luckily she was not asleep, if she was asleep, why would she call Zhong Han's name
In case Zhong Han didn't hear her voice, he killed her while she was sleeping...
Thinking of this, her originally vague voice immediately became louder.
At the critical moment, when Zhong Han heard this voice, he couldn't hold it back, he let out a muffled snort, and stopped moving.
Yun Fanfan heard the voice and couldn't help asking Zhong Han: "Can I sleep?"
Zhong Han didn't speak at first, but after a long time, he hummed.
Yun Fanfan went to find Duke Zhou in peace.
In less than a few minutes, the breathing of the people around her became steady and long. Zhong Han knew that she was asleep. She should have been sleepy long ago, and the previous voices were all indistinct.
With sticky palms, Zhong Han got up and went into the bathroom.
Didn't sleep well at night, and at that point the next day, Yun Fanfan woke up naturally again.
She was a little sluggish, and when she was eating breakfast, she felt as if she was about to fall asleep.
Zhong Han saw it and didn't speak.
In the evening, after dinner, Yun Fanfan no longer walked slowly like yesterday, but went upstairs very quickly this time. Seeing that she was so abnormal, Zhong Han also went upstairs with her.
Yun Fanfan ran into the room, picked up the iron chain, handed it to Zhong Han, and said happily, "Lock it up, lock it up."
She would rather be locked up than tell any fairy tales.
That has seriously affected the quality of her sleep.
Zhong Han: "..."
Seeing her so happy and excited, Zhong Han locked her up as she wished.
After Yun Fanfan's ankle was chained, she even reached out to touch it, as if it gave her a great sense of security.
Zhong Han finally understood why she did this, he looked at Yun Fanfan, and the corners of his lips curled up.
At half past eight, Yun Fanfan took a shower and lay down on the bed.
Ten minutes later, Zhong Han came in again.
The clouds and the wind are messy, she didn't exchange terms with Zhong Han today.
Zhong Han looked at her little expression, lay down, and said, "Sleep."
Yun Fanfan was very happy.