An Ning felt that her old face was lost, she covered her face with her hands, shrank her neck, and got into the quilt.
Chris smiled happily from outside the quilt.
Read a bedtime story? What are you kidding
An Ning couldn't help but feel ashamed when he recalled the passages that Chris read like a history text.
Chris didn't touch her as An Ning imagined, but naturally sat on the sofa chair on the side, opened the history book, and continued what he hadn't finished reading before.
I really don't know what kind of straight man's practice this is.
If Chris reads her Grimm's fairy tales or Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, she can accept them, but this text-like thing really makes her very difficult to understand.
Is this straight romance
"Why are you reading this to me? I'm not a history buff." An Ning calmed down under the quilt, and asked him with her head out.
I thought that my hint would get better feedback. For ordinary boys, if their girlfriend raised such a similar question, wouldn't they choose to read a different type of book
Guess what Chris did? She almost laughed at An Ning.
"These histories are very useful. I also specially selected the original oral translation and read it to you in Chinese, so that you can acquire knowledge in your brain while you are sleeping. Hypnosis can also increase your knowledge, killing two birds with one stone."
An Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thought, should I still thank you for taking the trouble to interpret this book in order to increase my knowledge
Chris saw her weird expression, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Don't you like it? How about I change a book, are you interested in science? Ah, if you are interested in the Bible, I can read it to you too? More likable? Don't girls like cute creatures and beautiful flowers... "
An Ning almost rolled her eyes. If it wasn't for the sincerity on his face, she would even suspect that Chris was playing with her.
"I don't like it at all. How about theology? I think there must be very few people studying this subject in your place..."
"Okay."
She finally compromised, turned over, leaned her head on the pillow, turned her back to Chris and said, "That's it, there's no need to change it."
There is such an obvious sense of fatigue in the tone.
The smile on Chris's face gradually disappeared. With complicated emotions in his eyes, he glanced at the back of An Ning's black head, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak for a long time.
In the end, I had no choice but to smile and read the article.
"Thank you for today."
An Ning spoke softly, and Chris's voice of reading aloud stopped suddenly, then smiled and said softly: "Ning, you don't have to be so polite to me."
"..."
She didn't answer, but the warm smile on her face deepened. Chris held the book, as if trying to understand something, and said in a low tone: "Ning, I'm going to Phillips' house soon."
"I know."
An Ning responded with an exceptionally soft tone.
"When I was chatting with my father before, I learned that the situation of Phillips' house is not optimistic. It seems that the ghost who has been haunting Allen is absolutely powerful. This time, I may not be able to go home for a while."
She didn't make a sound, but from her drooping eyes and the expression in her eyes, it could be seen that she was actually not in a good mood.
A brief separation is inevitable. After all, they are not conjoined twins. They will be tied together forever, and they will see each other every day without seeing each other. Before, An Ning really wanted to see Chris.
Because of his fierce attack on her and his nearly perfect provocative skills, she was not the kind of person who could bear sugar-coated bullets, and she was afraid that she would fall into it, and she didn't want to have too much contact with him.
However, things backfired, and they finally came together, which made her feel the most incredible.
At this moment, hearing him say this, a feeling of loneliness appeared in her heart.
A feeling called reluctance quickly invaded her entire atrium. Originally, after Chris announced the matter, she wanted to jump up and shout loudly—no!
However, this impulse was completely suppressed by her.
This kind of thought, this thought, surprised her, and it was at this moment that she really understood her heart. It turned out that their hearts had already moved closer unconsciously.
"Go early and return early."
This was the only thing An Ning could think of. Chris saw that her back was still facing him and did not turn around. He only got a four-word reply to his words, which made him feel a little frustrated.
For many Z people, it is self-evident what these four words mean and what they mean.
There are too many speakers' worries, concerns, and hopes placed in it.
But Chris obviously can't feel this. They may hope to have more intuitive actions to let them understand the reaction of the person they like when they hear their words, and their true inner thoughts.
An Ning turned over from under the quilt, and saw Chris staring at the book, but his face was extremely heavy. Five minutes ago, he deliberately teased her and laughed happily, but now he seemed to be a different person.
"Don't make such a face."
Her heart tugged, and she said with some distress: "Don't do this, you will come back safely."
"You are so powerful, as long as the things with Phillips are completed, you can come back, and I will wait for you at home, not going anywhere."
An Ning sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and walked in front of him.
Her white feet stepped on the fluffy carpet, and her complexion was extraordinarily white against the dark pajamas, and her black hair was spread seductively on the back of her head and on her chest.
Chris raised his hand all of a sudden, and saw the delicate woman in front of him standing there, looking at him tenderly.
"You stupid."
She said angrily and with a smile: "Your Chinese is so good and you speak it so well, but you still can't understand the meaning of my words."
Chris was a little stunned. It was the first time An Ning saw him dumbfounded. She sat on his lap unceremoniously, and squeezed the book in his hand away.
"Don't read these articles to me in the future, I don't like it, it's too much, at least you can read fairy tales."
An Ning changed the subject, deliberately not pointing out, and let Chris think for himself.
He paid attention to the person sitting on his lap, so close to him, the faint smell of shower gel came over his face, and some slender black hair rubbed against his arm, itching.
She was very light, even though she was sitting on his lap, she couldn't feel much weight. Her dark eyes shone brightly, and these eyes were something he had never seen before.
"rather."
Seeing that he was still in a daze, An Ning covered her forehead with a headache, and said, "I've already said so, don't tell me you still don't understand what I mean?"
Chris opened his eyes wide and looked at her for a few seconds, then the fire in his eyes seemed to rise suddenly, he hugged An Ning who was sitting on his lap, and walked towards the bed.
This frightened An Ning, she struggled, raised her legs and shouted: "Hey! What are you doing! Let me down!"
What the hell? ! Chris didn't think he was giving him that hint, did he
do not! I don't mean that!
An Ning was thrown onto the bed, and the soft and elastic bed bounced An Ning's body up. When she watched Chris quickly unbutton the clothes, she was shocked and shouted, "Don't! Don't move! What are you doing?! Don't mess around!"
She yelled, but Chris didn't listen to her words at all. After he finished unbuttoning his shirt, he took off his clothes, threw them on the ground, and began to unbutton the price tag around his waist. Great waistband!
"Don't! Chris, did you get the wrong idea!"
An Ning was really flustered now, and hurriedly explained: "What I mean is that when I say go early and return early, it means that I hope you can come back early after finishing the work, which means that I will miss you, not that I want to have sex with you. That kind of thing!"
She panicked, her face turned red from nervousness and embarrassment!
Maybe her behavior really misinterpreted Chris, but before he turns into a wolf, let's clarify quickly!
For some reason, Chris seemed to have changed. He untied his belt with an evil smile, and was about to take off his pants, but An Ning immediately covered his face and shouted: "Don't do this! We... We've only just made friends! We can't progress so fast!"
"stop!"
She was going crazy, thinking about why she lost her mind just now and sat on his lap. If she hadn't taken the initiative to seduce him, the current situation would not have happened.
"It's okay." Chris didn't care about this at all, "Ning, you gave me the hint. You dress so provocatively and sit on my lap. I'm not a gentleman."
It's a good one who is not a gentleman, he is really proficient in using Z text!
An Ning was already blushing because of her shyness. Chris threw his pants on the sofa and threw An Ning onto the bed!
It's over!
For the first time, she really experienced the feeling of playing with fire and setting herself on fire.
If she hadn't committed suicide just now, she wouldn't have come to such a point now! She closed her eyes tightly and waited for a long time, but she didn't see any movement from the person on her body, so she immediately removed the hand covering her face.
Chris's light green eyes were full of affection and depression. In the end, he chose to stop, hugged her body, pulled the bedside lamp, and said calmly, "Go to sleep."
An Ning froze and raised her head slightly.
His voice was magnetic and hoarse: "In your country, girls value their first time very much, don't they?"
An Ning didn't respond, but just these words warmed her heart instantly, and her hands automatically wrapped around Chris' strong waist.
"I won't do anything to you unless you are willing."
His big hands stroked An Ning's back, comforted her, and coaxed her to sleep.
"Then can you tell me what the hint you just said is?"
He opened his mouth in doubt, and the corner of An Ning's mouth curled up. He poked his strong chest with his fingers, and said sweetly, "I have feelings for you."