Dreams and reality were so completely different. An Nuan walked over and lifted off Liu Changan’s quilt. Then she screamed in surprise and hurriedly ran back to her bed, lifting up the quilt to hide herself.
Liu Changan, a gangster, clearly saw that he had just lifted the quilt and got in, but did not see any movement. When Annan lifted the quilt, he had already taken off his pajamas and pajamas, and was lying on the bed wearing only a pair of underwear.
“Don’t scream so loudly.” Liu Changan said with his eyes closed, “The people next door are Miao Yingying and Bai Hui. They will think you are forcing me.”
Are Miao Yingying and Bai Hui next door? An Nuan didn’t pay attention, and couldn’t help but wonder. Did they hear his scream just now?
But what An Nuan can’t accept now is, “I screamed so loudly, how could they think it was me who forced you to comfort! They will only think that it was you who forced me to comfort!”
“Oh, that seems to be the truth. Sorry, I’m used to seeing myself as a piece of cake, and I always feel that girls want to force me into comfort.” Liu Changan said with his eyes still closed, and then he pulled the quilt up with his backhand to cover his own body. Body, lest An Nuan lose control.
“Bah, you are a rotten egg.” An Nuan was funny and angry. She was no longer shy. She lifted the quilt again and turned to look at Liu Changan.
Liu Changan also opened his eyes and looked at An Nuan.
The distance between the two double beds was less than fifty centimeters. Liu Changan raised his hand and reached over, placing his palm on the edge of An Nuan’s bed.
An Nuan’s fingers crawled out from under the quilt little by little, and her middle finger was quietly raised, then retracted.
Liu Changan stretched out his arm a little, pinched the naughty middle finger, pinched it out bit by bit, and then held her palm.
After taking a bath, Liu Changan held his soft and smooth palm, sighed contentedly, and whispered: “Hold your hand.”
What about the next sentence? An Nuan was a little strange, but soon remembered the sentence written behind the painting Liu Changan drew for him.
It starts with a heartbeat and ends with a white head. If you embrace it, you will feel safe and if you accompany it, you will feel warm.
Unexpectedly, her name was so touching. An Nuan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at Liu Changan who had closed his eyes.
“Nuan Nuan, let me tell you a story.”
“what story?”
“The story of an immortal man.”
“A man who lives forever? Then he must have had many women!”
“You really nailed the point.”
“Could this immortal man be called Liu Changan?”
“Of course, the protagonist is me.”
“puff”
The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down. The stars are like rain, and the fragrance of BMWs and cars fills the road. The phoenix fl