Once upon a time, when she was still awake at around 3 a.m., except for her passionate creation, the rest was all because of Duan Zhuo.

Once he came back from a foreign competition and came home in the early morning. She was asleep at the time and felt like she was being hugged from behind, her body was warm and hot.

The thoughts and sleepiness were intertwined, and in the end they could not resist his bad thoughts. He stripped them of them and entangled them with him.

The spring scenery in the room.

That night, Zhimian was held by him and leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window. He saw the moon outside the window at three o'clock in the morning, bright and bright.

A ridiculous dream, but that's it.

At this moment, the night outside the window was heavy, and the man's voice fell on her head with a shallow breath, as if every night he had once hugged her in his ears and said something that made people blush and hot.

Zhimian's face became hot, and the next moment, the man stood up with his body on his back.

The strong male hormone sensation finally disappeared, and Zhimian felt as if he had finally breathed fresh air.

She quickly sat up, drooped her blushing face, and murmured: "Sorry..."

Duan Zhuo lowered his eyes and looked at her blushing cheeks. The Adam's apple rolled. After a few seconds, he replied in a hoarse voice: "It's okay."

In the silent room, Zhimian saw Duan Zhuo walking to the window and closing half of the window: "Don't catch a cold, if you still feel the wind, you will close it all."

Zhimian responded.

"I'll wash up first." He said.

Duan Zhuo walked to the bathroom, Zhimian finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted the cheeks that remained warm, and fell on the bed helplessly.

Why does she always love to think randomly recently!

It's really...

She glanced at the sweater on her body, and it was a small white suspender that could barely be used as a pajama, but there was Duan Zhuo in the room. She couldn't take off her only one suspender to sleep. However, she was not comfortable sleeping in a sweater, and Bra couldn't take off her...

Forget it, I can only make do with it.

Just lie here and take a short look, wake up in the morning and go back to her original homestay.

Zhimian finished his psychological construction, and soon Duan Zhuo also came out of the bathroom.

Zhimian saw him coming, and she stood up.

"Go and wash, I'll go back to the car to sleep." He said indifferently.

"Ah?" Zhimian was stunned.

"It's very convenient to go in the car," he raised his hand and gently touched her head, "Go to bed early, it's three o'clock, don't hold a panda eye tomorrow to record the show."

Before she could answer, he picked up his coat from the bed, turned around and walked towards the door, and suddenly looked back at her, "When will you get up tomorrow?"

"It should be six o'clock."

The official recording of the program is 8 o'clock.

"good."

Duan Zhuo walked out of the room and walked downstairs.

He considered that the little girl might be inconvenient and uncomfortable to sleep. After all, they had just met again, and she finally didn't resist him so much. He didn't want her to be too nervous and make her feel uncomfortable at all.

And he would feel uncomfortable even if he was not in the same bed when he was lying in the same room with her.

What's more, I had such a contact with her just now, and the most primitive thing in my body, only the desire for her, was instantly stirred up, and my heart felt hot.

At night, a room, and a little girl you like.

It is difficult for a man to control his emotions.

Duan Zhuo walked out of the homestay. In the room, Zhimian saw through the window and got into the car.

She quickly closed her eyes, pulled the curtains up, and her mind was full of thoughts.

Finally she breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the bathroom-

The sky gradually brightens and the sun sets in the early morning.

Zhimian originally planned to wake up at six o'clock, but she was so sleepy that she turned off the alarm clock, but later she was woken up by a knock on the door.

She woke up and looked at her phone and found that it was almost half past six. Duan Zhuo called her two calls but she didn't answer.

She quickly got up, wrapped herself in a coat, and walked to open the door.

When Duan Zhuo opened the door, he stood at the door, saw her sleepy look, and pulled up the corner of her mouth: "Are you still sleeping?"

He knew that she would definitely not be able to get up, and was afraid that she would sleep late, so he came up to find her.

“Um…”

She rubbed her eyes and the man said, "Go and wash, I'll come up after washing."

"good……"

After he left, Zhimian quickly went to wash up. After all the things were done, she sent Duan Zhuo a message before he came up.

Zhimian fell to bed again after being sleepy. Duan Zhuo came out after washing up and sat down next to her. Zhimian was confused and heard his smiling voice sounding next to him: "Why do you sleep for a while?"

A few seconds later, Zhimian opened his eyes and sat up, "I want to go back to my original homestay and change my clothes."

"Yeah, I'll send you there."

"I can just go there myself. You didn't sleep well in the car last night, so you can sleep here for a while."

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy."

Zhimian admired him very much. They had only slept for three or four hours in total. How did this person be so energetic?

The two left here, and Duan Zhuo drove her to the original homestay.

Zhimian returned to the B&B and saw Yu Ningshuang humming songs and putting on makeup in the room.

Yu Ningshuang turned her head and saw her haggard appearance. She didn't say anything. Zhimian didn't take the initiative to speak. She went to the suitcase to get her clothes, and then walked to the bathroom.

A minute later, she came out and asked Yu Ningshuang: "Have you seen the bottles of water that I placed in front of the dressing table?"

"What kind of milk?"

Zhimian roughly described it, Yu Ningshuang said, "I just threw it all into the trash can."

"Take the trash can?!"

Yu Ningshuangyun Danfeng glanced at her, "I thought it was garbage, so I threw it away."

Zhimian was a little annoyed, but still controlled his emotions: "Please don't touch other people's things casually."

"Your bottles are placed there. How did I know it's yours? It's just a few bottles of travel suits. Just pick them up from the trash can. Don't be so scrupulous." Yu Ningshuang smiled, "By the way, where did you rest last night?"

Zhimian didn't speak.

After Yu Ningshuang applied lipstick, she stood up, looked at Zhimian's face, and smiled sweetly: "Your dark circles are quite heavy, so you should cover it."

After the words came to an end, the knock on the door rang out. Zhimian withdrew his gaze and turned around and walked to open the door.

The female painter at the door saw Zhimian and smiled: "Hey good morning, Zhiqiu!"

"Good morning."

The female painter saw Yu Ningshuang in the room and pretended that she didn't see it, and continued to talk to Zhimian: "I just heard from the program team that you actually sent a child from an orphanage to the hospital last night. You are so great, how is that child?"

"I don't know the specific situation very well. I have to ask the dean, but the situation should be stable."

"That's fine. You must have not had a rest last night, right? I think your face is a bit bad."

"Let's make up for your sleep after recording the program. By the way, can you borrow some water and milk?"

"No problem, come with me..."

After Zhimian left, Yu Ningshuang's face turned cold. She snorted with her bag, walked out of the room and threw the door up.

When she arrived at the door of the homestay, she planned to walk towards the orphanage, turned her eyes casually, and suddenly she glanced at the man leaning against the roadside car and smoking.

The man is tall and lazy, with a scarlet light between his fingers, his eyelids are half-retracted, and he slowly exhales a mouthful of white smoke. His long black eyelashes support the faint sunlight, and his face is like a knife carving, with thin lips and nose, like the male protagonist walking out of the comics.

Yu Ningshuang was stunned by himself.

She has never seen such a handsome man in reality since she was a child...

Her heart beat strongly, and her desire spread. She looked down at her dress today—

Low-collared shirt and small leather skirt are particularly sexy.

The makeup on her face was also what she had gotten up early and put on for an hour.

Yu Ningshuang lifted her long hair behind her ears, walked forward confidently, stood in front of him, and did not speak, but stared at him with blatant eyes.

A few seconds later, the man in front of him seemed to finally sense her existence, and he lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

His eyes were cold and distant.

Yu Ningshuang met his gaze, took out a cigarette box from her bag, took out one, and bent her red lips at him: "Handsome guy, can you borrow a fire?"

Duan Zhuo looked at her for a few seconds, twisted the cigarette butt, and said in a low voice: "Turn right in front, a small shop."

The eyes are definitely bright when the rain is cold.
To be continued...