The night is late and the people are quiet, and the dull night sky is showing a tendency to collapse. The stars are endless, and the bright moon is elusive.

Han Yumian was lying on the strange bed. Although the bed was extremely soft, it made her feel particularly uncomfortable. It was like there were many small peas laid down below, which made people sleepless.

She pressed both sides of the quilt under her body, then curled her body into a ball and hid in the quilt. She held the quilt tightly with her hands, and the cylindrical appearance looked like a caterpillar.

Han Yumian felt that he was now like being in a terrifying house, and he could see something very terrible just by looking back.

Are there ghosts behind?

There are no ghosts, but there is a big boy who is even more terrifying than ghosts.

Xu Yan leaned against the bedside to play with tablets, calling it a tablet, but his mind had long been caught by the little fairy with his back facing him.

He looked at the caterpillar that only accounts for one quarter of the bed, couldn't help but lean over and asked intimately:

"Baby, aren't you asleep yet?"

Han Yumian shuddered and buried his head deeper.

"Ma, you're going to fall asleep soon! You're going to bed early, and you'll have to go to work tomorrow!"

Xu Yan understood that this was not urging herself to rest early, but she was afraid that she would do something indescribable while she was asleep.

Seeing her so cowardly, Xu Yan remembered that she had been forced to kiss just now and said with a hilarious look: "Aren't you very arrogant just now? You are still pushing me against the wall? Why is it like a deflated ball?"

Han Yumian can stand up everywhere, but he will be cowardly in bed. That is because the fish has come ashore and will not die.

She blushed and did not answer. Although she closed her eyes tightly, she was extremely focused.

With a click, the bedside light went out. In an instant, the room was dark, and only a little light was reflected in outside the window.

Human beings have always liked light, and as long as they touch darkness, they will definitely feel uneasy.

When Han Yumian opened her eyes, her slender fingers became tighter and tighter, as if they were life-saving straw. As soon as they were loosened, a beast of prehistoric land pounced on him and pushed him...

In fact, Xu Yan really didn't have that kind of idea. After all, he failed to test it at night. Even now he was on a bed, he felt that the little fairy would not agree.

He wanted to take his time, just like sleeping together, bed together first, and the future was long.

Xu Yan thought the little fairy was too nervous, so he asked again: "Baby, are you nervous?"

Han Yumian pursed her lips and pretended to be calm: "No!"

Xu Yan said: "Okay, can you sleep in the middle? If you fall asleep, I will feel distressed."

Han Yumian had not been blinded by love words, and she said stubbornly: "I never occupy the place when I sleep."

Seeing that it was useless to persuade, Xu Yan took the initiative to step forward, put his hand on her, and then his lips were close to the back of her neck. Wen Lan said chaoticly:

"Do you want me to tell you a story?"

Han Yumian felt goosebumps all over her body, which was much more exciting than kissing or something.

"If you don't listen, can you go to bed quickly!" There was even a hint of begging in her tone.

Xu Yan grinned his teeth and smiled, then lay on his back, folded his hands together, and said with his head:

"I have a habit of making up some stories before going to bed, you must listen to them today!"

Han Yumian had a bitter face. This did not seem like a lie, because this habit Xu Yan revealed when he sang "Sunny Day" that day that day that "Sunny Day" and its MV were thought of by Pig Head before going to bed.

She was a little helpless, "Okay, you said!"

Xu Yan smiled and reminded: "I am very immersive in telling stories. You have to listen carefully. You have to raise your head and listen!"

Han Yumian lay down and thought he looked a lot, so he said impatiently: "Hurry up!"

Xu Yan turned his body sideways, supported his head with his left hand to see the girl in the dark, and said with a soothing voice:

"In the past, there was a very beautiful little fairy in the sky. Her name was the same as you, and she was also Mimian. She was the Queen Mother's heart and soul..."

Han Yumian listened with his ears. Is this a story made up by Zhutou based on himself?

She suddenly became interested.

Xu Yan continued, "One day, the little fairy made a very beautiful dress for herself with the sunset in the sky. When the gods saw it, they praised the beautiful clothes, as beautiful as the little fairy woman. The little fairy was very happy when she heard it, and she was not willing to take them off even when she was sleeping."

"At night, she lay on the bed, with her left foot retracted into the quilt, her right foot retracted into the quilt, and her hands were holding the quilt."

Hearing this, Han Yumian frowned gently. Isn’t this the current state?

At this time, Xu Yan said quietly: "Then, the little fairy's head was cut off!"

"ah!"

Han Yumian screamed in fear, and at the same time, his body shook and felt his neck feel cold, so he subconsciously shrank hard.

"Give it to you~"

Xu Yan laughed wildly, and he could see Han Yumian's performance just now.

However, it is very common for the fact that joy leads to sadness. Han Yumian reacted. She was furious and raised her hand and shouted at the pig's head.

So, an extremely crisp and loud sound echoed in the room for a long time.

Many years later, Xu Yan couldn't figure it out that he actually wanted the little fairy to get into his arms because he was afraid, but why was he slapped hard?

Xu Yan cried alone in front of the mirror and looked at his red face. He was looking at whether he was handsome or not, while Han Yumian sat up and looked out the door with great remorse.

Although the other party was telling him a vulgar story, the slap was really not light. Not only did he exert force, he also borrowed the inertia of his arm falling downwards.

Anyway, that slap hurts very much, because my hands are still hot.

But the fact is that Pig Head was not angry. He could guess that the little fairy knew she was wrong, and that the mistake was indeed his own. If he wanted to hold him accountable, he would not be upright.

Now this is self-inflicted and has received retribution!

There is no way, I am just a dog-licking person!

Ahhh! This is not licking, this is love!

If you don’t really like it, who would be willing to be a licking dog?

When they returned to the bedroom, the two of them looked at each other, and one of them looked beautiful and bright under the light. The other was very funny, while the other was white and red, and his mouth was a little crooked.

Han Yumian couldn't laugh like this, but just said sorry in a low voice.

Xu Yan knew that the little fairy would blame herself, so he smiled and said, "It actually doesn't hurt at all, I'm rough and thick-skinned!"

He climbed back into the bed and turned off the lights to go to bed.

In the darkness, Han Yumian still maintained a sitting position, his mouth was stumbled, and it still hurts?

She raised a very small curve on the corner of her mouth and slowly lay down.

She turned her back to Xu Yan, but soon turned over and pressed her head against the other person's shoulder.

The boy smiled and hugged the girl sideways, then let her sleep on her arm.

Using your arms as a pillow will not last too long. If you have too long, your arms will be ruined. In just a few minutes, Xu Yan pulled them back.

“A little sour!”

Han Yumian nodded, not disappointed, and asked in a low voice: "Does it still hurt?"

Xu Yan said: "You kiss me and it won't hurt anymore!"

Han Yumian pouted and kissed without hesitation, and then said softly: "Ayan, tell me some of your first year of high school!"

After the two were together, they actually talked a lot about the topic of high school. They would talk about what they did and what they saw.

If both of them knew the same thing, they would feel a special pity, but unfortunately they didn't meet and meet.

And after a pity, there is joy and gratitude, because the two have come together again now.

It is said that even if a person who truly loves each other says the most boring words, the other person will listen carefully because of you and will not get bored.

As the boy and girl say one thing, gradually, the girl's voice becomes smaller and smaller, intermittent.

Until later, she was speechless.

The little fairy's sleeping face was very dignified and elegant, like Snow White in a fairy tale. Her curly eyelashes quietly emerged from her eyes, motionless, for fear of disturbing the beauty's dream.

With the faint light outside the window, Xu Yan could see that the girl's face seemed to have a dizzy luster like a crescent moon, her face was perfect, her lips were full and attractive, filled with the infinite tenderness of the Jiangnan water town.

How many times did I dreamed of that horrifying night, and how many times did I think that the girl was just an illusion.

When the girl who looked at her coldly and refused to add friends now slept beside her, Xu Yan knew that she had changed a lot for herself, and she seemed to be able to use her whole life to respond to her feelings and feelings.

Thinking of this, the wedding could not help but appear in Xu Yan's mind. After long-awaiting, he turned on his phone and sent a message to Han Mingyue.

My male god brother-in-law: trash!

At this time, the Internet-addicted boy far away on the other side of the ocean was testing a dungeon. After seeing this news, he was stunned for a long time.

What's going on?

Why did my brother-in-law suddenly call me a waste?

He replied with a question mark, but Xu Yan had turned off his phone.

The phone is not for anything else, just because there must be many people calling. After all, at 7 pm on Valentine's Day, China gave birth to the first movie with a box office of over 5 billion yuan.

Others sending congratulatory messages will only disturb themselves and the fairy's date.
To be continued...