Listening to the woman's footsteps walking away, Long Xuan's dark eyes opened and the corners of his mouth curved.
Lin Qingyuan went to wash up and tidied up. When she came back, she saw Long Xuan occupying half of the bed. She felt resentful and wanted to drag him under the bed.
But I thought about it but didn't dare to take action.
When she took off her shoes and climbed in from him, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch his handsome nose.
Long Xuan almost couldn't pretend anymore, but fortunately she quickly retracted her hand.
Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, his face hurt. When he realized what she was doing, he couldn't believe it.
Lin Qingyuan reached out and pinched his face. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, she pinched him a few more times.
There were a few more fingerprints on his fair face instantly.
Looking at her "masterpiece", she whispered, "I let you bully me!"
Long Xuan chuckled and suddenly turned over, pressing her down.
Lin Qingyuan blinked and looked at the man on her body, somewhat unresponsive.
After a long while, when she saw that he made no movement again, she came back to her senses.
Looking at the man's closed eyes, she thought for a moment that he was pretending to sleep.
Now it seems that he really fell asleep and then accidentally turned over.
She pinched his waist angrily.
Long Xuan felt pain, suppressed the groan in his throat, buried his face in her shoulder, and smelled the scent of her body.
Lin Qingyuan tried to move him away.
But I was panting from exhaustion and about to sweat, and couldn't move him away, so I had to give up.
She stared at the ceiling.
Maybe she was too tired. After a while, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep soon.
Hearing the woman's gentle breathing, Long Xuan finally opened his eyes.
He moved away, looked at the harmless little face of the sleeping woman, and smiled bitterly.
He reached out and rubbed his waist. This woman was so cruel that it hurt his waist.
He stretched out his hand and wanted to pinch her face off, but looking at her fair and tender face, he couldn't do it.
In the end, he just kissed her forehead and lay down next to her again.
The next day.
When Lin Qingyuan woke up, she found that she was snuggled tightly in Long Xuan's arms, and one of her legs was resting on him.
She was stunned for a moment, then reacted, quickly retracted her legs, and withdrew from his arms.
"Are you awake?" Long Xuan's voice sounded lazily in the morning.
"Yeah." Lin Qingyuan responded vaguely.
Thinking of the posture just now, she was a little confused.
Although her sleeping position can't be said to be the best, it's not that bad.
How could she fall asleep and roll into Long Xuan's arms, placing her hands intimately on his waist.
She had some self-doubt.
At this time, Long Xuan touched his face and then his waist, and said in confusion: "Strange, why do my face and waist feel a little painful when I wake up? It seems like someone hit me."
When Lin Qingyuan heard this, she suddenly felt guilty and said dryly: "It may also be caused by your poor sleeping posture."
Speaking of sleeping positions, Long Xuan glanced at her meaningfully, "Yes, it's possible that she was pressed down by you."
Lin Qingyuan felt guilty again when she thought that when she woke up just now, her legs were still on him.
"I usually sleep well, but I don't know why last night..." She paused, "It must be because the bed is too small and it's too crowded for two people to sleep together."
"Really?" Long Xuan looked at her with a smile.
"Yeah." Lin Qingyuan's eyes flickered and she wanted to climb off him, "I'm going to wash up."
(End of chapter)