Jian Qing stared at the scene in front of her in a daze.

Why can the sofa fall asleep?

"You're not hurt, are you?" she asked worriedly.

Lu Huaiyu frowned and finally woke up slowly. The expression on his face seemed a little uncomfortable.

He shook his head and stood up from the sofa.

“…”

There was an embarrassing silence around him.

Jian Qing coughed gently, trying hard to suppress the corner of her raised mouth.

Then it still failed.

With a puff, he burst out laughing.

“…”

Lu Huaiyu had a dark face and looked at her with a cold look.

Jian Qing met his eyes and quickly restrained himself and made up for him, "It must be because the sofa is too old, it's not your problem."

Seeing that her face was still as if she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, Lu Huaiyu curled her lips helplessly.

He squatted to the ground, lifted the broken crossbar of the sofa to check the break, "It should be that the mortise and tenon inside was broken, I'll repair it tomorrow."

Then he gently put down Hengmu, glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where am I sleeping now?"

“…”

Jian Qing was stunned. Now in this home, the only one who can sleep is her room.

Her face stagnated, she hesitated for a long time, and hesitated: "Otherwise, sleep in the room with me..."

The voice was low and light, a little embarrassed, but I didn't resist.

Lu Huaiyu dragged his lazy tail sound and yawned in a depressing voice, "That's disturbing you."

He said politely, but he didn't mean anything politely in his tone.

Instead, he picked up the pillow that fell to the ground and entered the bedroom very naturally.

“…”

Jian Qing's ears were faintly red, and he quickly turned off the lights in the living room and followed him into the bedroom.

At the entrance to the bedroom, there are two desks. One of the desks is full of colorful paint boxes and buckets of brushes.

On the other bookshelf are serious elementary school textbooks, and some cute little toys. In the center of the desk, there is a bouquet of dried flowers that have been left.

When Lu Huaiyu stepped into the bedroom, his eyes fell on the bouquet of flowers for a moment, then quickly lowered his eyes and lay on the left side of the bed.

He lay on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, as if he was really sleepy, and muttered, "Switch off the lights."

Jian Qing responded obediently, and the ceiling light in the bedroom was off.

The room suddenly fell into darkness, with only the moonlight splashing in from the window, barely visible to some outlines.

A one-meter-two-meter bed was originally slept by two children, but later Jian Qing slept much more by himself.

I never felt small before.

But after lying on Lu Huaiyu, it seemed particularly crowded, with shoulders close to each other, and felt like they were about to fall down or disturb the person next to them.

Jian Qing lies honestly on the bed, staring at the dim ceiling with her big round eyes.

I felt sleepy when I just got up, but after such interruptions, I suddenly lost all my sleepiness.

It seemed like a large stove was lying beside me, which was hot and hot.

Lu Huaiyu seemed to be able to fall asleep as soon as he touched his pillow, and soon he heard the sound of ups and downs.

He was very quiet when he slept, and even his breathing was very light.

It seems that I really just sleeping, not disturbing her at all, nor causing trouble for her.

Even so, Jian Qing still couldn't sleep and couldn't ignore the people next to her.

She slowly turned her back to him, trying to distance the distance between the two of them.

The turnover was very slow, for fear of disturbing him.

It didn't matter if the man next to him felt it, and then turned over and reached out to pull the person into his arms in his sleep.

"!"

Jian Qing's whole body was stiff.

Her back arched as she turned around, just pressing against his chest.

A tight and strong arm was placed around her waist, and her palms naturally drooped, covering her lower abdomen. The temperature in the palm of her palm was penetrated in little by little through a thin layer of cotton pajama fabric, making it hot and hot.

I felt the man bury his face in her back pillow and sprayed his warm breath on her naked skin.

It seemed as if the broken hair from her neck was passing by his face, and itchy. Lu Huaiyu hummed softly and rubbed it back and forth slightly in her neck.

Then find a comfortable position and continue to fall asleep.

Jian Qing stared at the sight of her breathing as if she was stagnant, and she dared not move.

After a long time, after confirming that Lu Huaiyu had no other reaction, she moved tentatively.

Lu Huaiyu's arms that were slinging around her waist immediately closed and hugged them tighter.

“…”

In the darkness, nothing was seen, the senses became particularly sensitive, and every move of his was extremely clear.

The man's figure was tall and tall, locking her in his arms, a small ball.

It's like a wolf and a rabbit.

Jian Qing never dared to move around again, and even breathed lightly and slowly.

I could only stare at the dark night outside the window, the bright moonlight and sparse white stars silently, as if I was quietly peeking at them and sleeping on the pillow.

Jian Qing finally accepted his fate and closed his eyes to sleep.

A faint mint scent emitting from the air.

After more than ten minutes, her face wrinkled, and there was no way to ignore the man who hugged her behind her.

——How can I sleep here?

Later, she didn't know when she was over until she fell asleep.

In the morning, I felt someone calling her quietly while I was half asleep.

Lu Huaiyu attached to her ear and said softly: "Jian Qing, get up."

Jian Qing didn't sleep well at night and was particularly sleepless during the day.

She pulled the quilt to cover her ears, frowned unconsciously, and muttered, "Don't quarrel with me."

There was a little anger in his tone.

Lu Huaiyu slept with a particularly sweet sleep, refreshed and swept away the fatigue of yesterday.

When he woke up, he saw that Jian Qing next to him was still sleeping, so he went out to buy breakfast first.

When I came back, I wanted to wake her up, but I didn't expect that the little girl was still angry.

Lu Huaiyu stared at her, looking like she couldn't sleep enough, and curled her lips and chuckled helplessly.

Jian Qing's upper and lower eyelids were firmly stuck, and she couldn't open her eyes at all. Her consciousness was heavy and heavy. She only felt something gently touching her forehead.

The touch is soft and warm and dry.

When Jian Qing finally slept, he opened his eyes and it was almost noon.

There is no one in the other half of the bed.

Her head hurts a little when she sleeps, she grabs her sleepy hair randomly, rubs her eyes and walks out of the room.

I saw Lu Huaiyu sitting in the living room at first sight.

Next to the broken wooden sofa was a blue tool box, and the scattered wooden boards were placed on the ground, with parts scattered everywhere.

Lu Huaiyu seemed not in a hurry to do it, leaning lazily in another single sofa chair, looking at his phone casually, as if he was checking something.

Hearing footsteps, he raised his eyelids, met her, glanced at the time on his phone, "Wake up? You've been sleeping long enough."

“…”

Jian Qing couldn't help but complain when she saw him, who could she blame him?

Lu Huaiyu put down his cell phone and walked to the kitchen, keeping the steamed buns and soy milk he bought in low heat.

He brought it out and put it on the dining table, "I bought breakfast, you can eat it as lunch."

Jian Qing sat on a chair in the dining room, and Lu Huaiyu sat down opposite her, casually supporting her chin, just watching her eat, without urging her.
To be continued...