When she grew up so big, Xianbei was actually very afraid of having physical contact with people. She would be wrapped in her arms by a man, and her warm chest would be pressed against her back, but her heart was extremely stable, and the tears that couldn't be stopped slowly disappeared. Stop, as if this place belongs.
It was quiet in the living room, and I could hear the swing of the pendulum clock on the wall.
The top of his head is his chin, and his breathing is also unusually close, and Xianbei's face finally blushed with hindsight.
Did you accept her confession
so shy… ////
The two arms hanging by his side stretched out because of the discomfort.
Chen Zhuo noticed the change in her body and knew that the little girl was nervous, but instead of letting go of her, he increased the strength of his arms and held her more firmly.
The man's movements and strength came so quickly, Xianbei couldn't help but let out a snort.
Chen Zhuo thought that it hurt her, and immediately let go.
As soon as I let it go, the soft and weak little girl in her arms suddenly gained strength, she stood up and trot all the way back to the room, and closed the door with a slap.
From start to finish, he didn't look back, and his eyes didn't drop an inch.
In the living room, Chen Zhuo was the only one left, a tall and lonely man.
Chen Zhuo stayed where he was, looking at the closed door, couldn't help but hooked his lips.
—
Senbei leaned against the door, hunched over and gasping for breath.
After a while, she slid back to the floor, raised her hands, and buried her face in her palms.
His face was already hot, but his palms became even hotter, adding fuel to the fire.
She didn't mean to run away...
Well, just run away, there's really no way... stay with that person for one more second...
Her heart was beating to death, because of his response, and his series of actions, even in her dreams, these were plots she never dared to imagine.
In the past ten years, if you can get the same reward for showing favor to others, in Xianbei's view, it is all wishful thinking, and it is more difficult than reaching the sky.
The person you like also likes yourself. Is there anything more fulfilling than this
Especially her kind of... Whole body, no amount of effort can't figure out the existence of advantages...
She was really afraid that she would suddenly have a heart attack and faint in front of him.
However, I am so happy... a kind of joy that is sour and tearful...
The hot eyes were released from the fingers, and the wooden board behind him was suddenly tapped lightly.
Xianbei turned around in astonishment. There was a voice over there. The gentle words were her name. It's just that this time, it's a little different, with a more intimate and cute prefix:
"Little Senbei,"
Chen Zhuo was talking, and he never deliberately concealed the smile between his words, "Good night."
His natural closeness can make the little flowers in her heart bloom in clusters.
Xianbei also tried to say good night, but she just spent too much energy, opened her mouth a few times, and found that she had returned to the state of being a coward.
Opening a dialogue has become a major problem of the century.
Senbei was in trouble, but soon she spotted the phone on the desk.
Running all the way, holding it, and running back to the door, Xianbei tapped the words very quickly: "Good night"—
Just a "good night"
Will it be too dry
Biting her finger, Xianbei added an emoji, "Good night >▽