When Mo Bei walked out, what he saw was Feng Nai, half leaning against the bed, with a white towel on his forehead, as if he was thinking about something.
But because of the fever, that handsome face still looked a little pale.
"Go to bed early." After Mo Bei lifted the quilt up, he planned to go to the chair to make up for it.
Feng Nai opened his eyes, a little casually: "Afraid that I will infect you?"
Seeing that his hatred value was high, Mo Bei paused, walked back, turned off the light, and lifted the thin quilt.
It's still different from the previous co-sleeping.
When closing the house.
Although they slept in the same bed, each had a thin quilt.
Now, she can feel the heat from him without getting close.
Plus he leaned over suddenly.
Although it is dark all around.
But what he was doing, Mo Bei could feel it.
He must have taken off his trousers.
Mo Bei was lying on his side and didn't turn his head, but he leaned over suddenly.
The voice seemed to hit her ear: "Will you change the towel for me later?"
Mo Bei's eyes did not change: "Yes."
Thinking that he was just asking himself a question, he should stay away from her after asking.
In fact, the other party did the same.
But it was just that one move.
His foot touched hers somehow.
Mo Bei paused, only feeling an indescribable heat when his skin touched.
This made all the blood in Mo Bei's heart coagulate a little.
A different kind of touch reminded her that he was sleeping beside her.
What's more, all she could smell was his breath, which was clean and fresh with a faint scent of smoke.
"I just ran into you." The man laughed, his voice a little rough: "Is your reaction really interesting, so pure?"
Mo Bei turned his eyes at this moment, and suddenly his eyes met his.
The two faces are close at hand.
The breath is somewhat blended.
The air seems to be getting a little warmer.
Then, her face was pressed even closer.
It was so close that Feng Nai's eyes paused for a moment, and when he paused, he could even hear his own irregular heartbeat.
But the man said in a calm voice: "Captain, stop talking nonsense, you are still running a fever, I don't want to do anything."
Feng Nai looked at the slender figure who had turned around again, and gradually recovered his usual indifference.
After almost five minutes.
He lifted the quilt and stood up.
Mo Bei was puzzled: "Don't sleep?"
"Take a shower." Feng Nai wanted to leave after dropping two words.
Mo Bei grabbed him: "You have a fever."
"I'll burn even worse if I don't wash it." Feng Nai said casually, but there was deep hope hidden in his eyes.
Fortunately, the lights are not turned on now, so someone can't see anything.
But he is different, even with only the moonlight, he can see the collarbone that makes people want to commit crimes, and the sunken curvature, like fine porcelain, can easily arouse people's desire to destroy.
Feng Nai turned his face away and took Mo Bei's hand away.
With such a degree of darkness, Mo Bei really couldn't see clearly.
Only when the halo shines in, can she see the thin layer of muscles on his body, young and sexy, very attractive.
It turned out that the boy's body looked like this.
Mo Bei only took one look before avoiding his eyes.
It still doesn't take advantage of a certain great god.
Even if this person habitually sleeps naked...
(end of this chapter)