After some mental preparation for herself, she pulled off his bath towel.
She moved very quickly, as if she was afraid of having too much contact with him, and wanted to retract her hand after taking it off.
When I pulled it out of the T-shirt, my fingertips seemed to have accidentally touched something because of my chaotic movements.
Tong Yan's head was all confused at this time, buzzing as if something was flying, and he didn't have time to distinguish it.
A gasping sound could be heard clearly in the room, and the temperature of Shi Jinyang's breath on her face seemed to be higher.
His breath was as hot as a burning flame, and the place on the child's face where he had touched it was so hot that it seemed to be burning.
Tong Yan raised her face in shock and stared at him blankly.
Her mind went blank for a few seconds before she realized what she had just touched. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her body suddenly froze.
"I, I didn't mean it just now." Her lips moved awkwardly, and Tong Yan tried to explain.
However, when the words came to my lips, they suddenly felt redundant.
He didn't even mention it, so why did she mention it
Shi Jinyang didn't seem to hear her words and stared at her darkly.
"It's getting late, you should go to bed first!" Tong Yan felt uncomfortable everywhere he looked at her. She turned her back, trying to pretend that nothing had happened and walked towards her sofa. She just took a step forward. His wrist was unexpectedly grabbed by the man behind him.
Tong Yan's heart skipped a beat and her back straightened.
She didn't speak, just waited quietly for his next words.
Her heart was beating very fast, beating hard against her chest, as if it was about to jump out.
In fact, she didn't even know what he wanted to say next. Why she had such a mentality, she didn't know.
Shi Jinyang's hand held her hand tightly, and his fingertips rubbed against hers again and again, as if he was struggling with something.
Tong Yan glanced at him quietly from the corner of her eyes.
Shi Jinyang's lips were slightly closed, and his thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but for some unknown reason, he finally said nothing.
Tong Yan's mood dropped along with his moving lips. Looking at his lips that finally closed, her heart felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on her. The expectation that had just swelled was suddenly extinguished.
She took a deep breath, pushed his hand away, turned her back to him and walked straight to the sofa, "Go to sleep, get up early tomorrow morning, it's not good for everyone to see!"
With just a few words, she hugged her sheets tightly and nestled into the sofa.
Shi Jinyang's hand still maintained the position where he had just held her, and he stood motionless, not knowing what he was thinking in his head.
Tong Yan turned her back to him, shrank her body into the sofa, and tightened her arms around the sheets.
Why does this Christmas feel so much colder than in previous years
Shi Jinyang stood in the middle of the room for a long time. When Tong Yan was almost drowsy, he walked towards her in a few steps, picked her up horizontally, took her to the bedside, bent down and She put it into bed.
"Girl, don't wrong yourself so much at any time." The faint voice seemed to be talking to himself.
After tucking the sheets in for her, he turned his back and headed towards the sofa.
The Tongyan sofa is too small, for girls.
He was obviously not long enough when he lay down on it.
He didn't seem to care, and there was no sound after lying flat on it.