"What about you?" Zheng Yan rolled over on his bed and turned to look at him.
"I slept in your bed, so where do you sleep?"
She asked very sincerely, but also very silly.
The villa is so big, he has plenty of rooms to sleep in, but he just needs to tidy up by himself.
But meeting her terrified eyes, Mo Yongheng's heart moved slightly, and he asked that sentence in a strange way: "Where do you want me to sleep?"
Hearing this, Zheng Yan rolled inside without hesitation, and patted the place beside her.
"Your bed is so big, half of it is enough for me to sleep, and the other half can be shared with you."
"..."
Mo Yongheng's pupils narrowed, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to tug on his tie, so as not to be out of breath.
The voice dropped an octave: "Zheng Yan, I'm a normal man."
His insinuations were clear enough.
He liked her much more than she liked him.
He can't guarantee that he can be her pillow calmly again and again.
In fact, he never calmed down once.
Drives her crazy almost every time...
"Oh." Zheng Yan pursed her lips, as if she knew she was rejected, she grabbed a pillow and covered her face.
Pulling off the quilt, he covered himself up again.
Smelling the smell that belonged to him on the quilt, he couldn't help rubbing it greedily.
She didn't want to do anything to him, she just liked to sleep with him.
Sleeping in his arms, she felt very at ease, just like when the big brother next door reached out to touch her head when she was a child, she always liked to rub his palm with her face.
Zheng Yan suddenly discovered that Mo Yongheng was a bit like her big brother.
Not only do they look a bit alike, but they also feel alike to her.
She doesn't talk much, looks stuffy, doesn't like to talk, but loves her very much.
It's just that I don't understand the style.
Her big brother is great, he also knows to bring her chocolates every day, unlike Mo Yongheng, she said that she likes him, but he still refuses to sleep with her.
What's wrong with hugging
It will not lose a piece of meat.
Hmph, stingy!
Zheng Yan rolled into a circle, rolled on the bed, and rolled to the innermost part of the bed.
In the next second, a big hand tore off her quilt.
"Don't cover yourself, it's not good for your health, you go to sleep for a while, and I'll watch over you here."
"Aren't you going anywhere?"
Zheng Yan showed a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes, and muttered softly.
There was a hint of fear in his tone.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere." Mo Yongheng nodded without hesitation, knowing her uneasiness, he gently held her hand with one hand, "Go to sleep."
Zheng Yan was actually not sleepy, she was afraid that he would let her sleep in the guest room, so she intentionally occupied his bed first.
But when she really lay down and listened to his deep voice, she fell asleep without knowing it.
Mo Yongheng stayed by her side until he saw her falling asleep, then he put her hands under the quilt and stood up from the bed.
Pacing out of the bedroom.
When Zheng Yan woke up, she was the only one in the huge room.
She sat up from the bed in a drowsy state, reached out to rub her head, and subconsciously turned her head to look for Mo Yongheng.
Not seeing him in the room, she climbed out of bed barefoot and ran out the door.
She ran all the way downstairs and stopped when she heard movement in the kitchen.
After thinking about it, she stepped forward again, and after confirming that the person in the kitchen was Mo Yongheng, she was slightly taken aback.
She knew that there was no chef in his villa, but she thought it was because he didn't usually eat here, but she didn't expect it was because he could cook...