Qiao Chen held the pillow and sat cross-legged on the big bed, looking at the two people in front of him with cold eyes, having supper one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.

They were whispering while eating, and Lu Chuan also picked up food for Chuchu's bowl from time to time.

Although Qiao Chen was very upset on his face, there was no denying that a warm feeling came up in his heart.

This is the feeling of family members. His parents have never eaten in such a kind way. Every time they sit at the dining table, they either feel suffocating silence or hysterical quarrels.

"I can't eat it anymore."

Before Chuchu's bowl had eaten halfway, she covered her stomach and rubbed it: "Stir."

Lu Chuan put another piece of meat in her bowl: "Grow up, eat more."

Qiao Chen said disdainfully: "She is still old?"

It seems that Lu Chuan always wants to fight him back: "You are growing up from time to time, why can't our Qiao Er grow up?"

"Who, who grows against the verge of growth! Also, when will Qiao Er become your family? There is no such cheap thing!"

"Jojo, who do you say yourself?"

Chu Chu looked at Lu Chuan, then looked at Qiao Chen with a serious face beside her. Finally, she pulled Lu Chuan's hand and said shyly: "Your home!"

Qiao Chen beat his chest and stamped his feet, and cursed Lu Chuan angrily, but Lu Chuan was too lazy to bother with him.

It was boring, so he simply lay alone on the bed and played with snake-eating, waiting for the two of them to finish their meal.

"Did it hurt just now?"

After dinner, Lu Chuan reached out to Chuchu's forehead.

Chuchu shook her head in a daze, but nodded immediately.

Lu Chuan's hand fell on her forehead, rubbed it gently, and asked, "What about it now, does it hurt?"

"pain."

Lu Chuan said: "Then you lie down and I will press it for you."

Chuchu quickly lay down obediently on his thighs.

The warm fragrance came into my arms, Lu Chuan felt aroused, he held her head, rubbed her temples, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Chuchu looked at him with a pair of darkness and nodded.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Chuchu shook her head.

Lu Chuan sighed and started to rub her carefully.

His breathing cursed against her face, with a faint smell, the smell she liked.

When Qiao Chen saw Chu Chu's straight eyes and an obsessed expression, he knew that this guy was pretending.

Can't stand it!

"You two, you have enough food and drink to go back to their homes. I'm going to sleep!"

Lu Chuan was so happy that he got up and said, "Okay, go to bed!"

However, just as he was carrying Chuchu who was silent and silent, Qiao Chen hurriedly called him: "Wait! How many rooms have you opened?"

“Two rooms.”

"You uncle Lu Chuan!"

The final scene was that Qiao Chen pushed Chuchu out of the room door alone and warned seriously: "When you sleep at night, you must lock the door! Put it in the end and lock it!"

He turned around and glared at Lu Chuan fiercely: "Remember! Don't open anyone knocking on the door!"

Chuchu looked at Lu Chuan in the room reluctantly.

Lu Chuan said helplessly: "I'm not sleepy yet, I'll go over and give Qiao Er some lessons."

Chuchu nodded and nodded.

"I'll listen to the lessons together, can I do it?"

Qiao Chen blocked the door and ruthlessly blocked the two people.

Lu Chuan glanced at him with his eyebrows tilted, and said disgustedly: "It's so annoying!"

Qiao Chen laughed "hehe" and pushed him into the room: "Rogue Lu, is this annoying?

You will suffer in the future!”

Chuchu turned back to the room, and Qiao Chen did not forget to lean out and remind her: "Remember to lock the door!"

Turning back, Lu Chuan sat on the side of the sofa and looked at Qiao Chen, as if he was in tune with each other, and together they looked at the big bed in the middle. The next second, the two of them jumped up at the same time and rushed towards the big bed.

Lu Chuan's movements were half a beat slower, and Qiao Chen jumped onto the bed, held the quilt with his hands and feet, and rolled up the quilt with his legs, and occupied the big bed.

"I'm going to bed! You sleep on the sofa!"

Qiao Chen shouted.

"Depend on!"

"Who made you not just think, but you also own two large bed rooms."

"Why isn't it simple anymore!"

Lu Chuan retorted: "I'm going to sleep with you, warm up! No?"

"Come on, come on!"

Qiao Chen lifted the quilt and laughed happily: "Come and sleep with me!"

Lu Chuan looked at him with disgust. The guy was wearing a vest, with naked arms, red tendons and flesh, and leg hair on his feet.

So disgusting!

He turned around disgustedly, called the front desk to add a sheet and spread it on the sofa.

In the middle of the night, Lu Chuan was upset by Qiao Chen's snoring and had no sleepiness at all.

He lifted the quilt and got up to the window.

When he opened the window, a gust of cold wind poured in, and he became more conscious.

The branches and leaves on the treetops outside the window were shining with silver moonlight, embracing each other. The night was dark, and in the distance were dark and deep mountains, with the full moon hanging on the top of the mountain.

Lu Chuan looked back at Qiao Chen. He slept like a pig, his snoring was rising and falling, quite regular.

He tiptoed out and gently closed the door.

In the darkness, Chuchu suddenly opened her eyes.

With a click, the door of the next room seemed to be opened and closed.

She pricked her ears and listened to the footsteps in the corridor.

With a gentle step, she stopped at the door of her room. She sat up and, through the lights of the corridor, through the gap under the door, she seemed to see a black shadow standing at the door of her room.

She breathed restraintly, waiting for one minute, two minutes, five minutes...

The black shadow never moved from beginning to end.

She put on her slippers, walked gently to the door, lay on the door of the room, listening to the movement outside the door.

After a few minutes, the outsider seemed to finally choose to leave.

She heard the sound of Xisu's footsteps gone.

Lu Chuan put his hand in his pocket. He had just walked a few steps and heard a "click" sound. He suddenly turned around and Chuchu poked his little head out of the room.

"Chuanchuan."

The door of the room was directly closed by one of his feet. He pressed Chuchu against the dark wall, and her rough and hot palms were fumbled around her body, finding her lips, as if she tasted sweet fruit candy.

Suddenly, with a "click", the two of them moved violently and accidentally touched the light button on the wall.

The room suddenly became bright, as if it was frightened, and the two stopped at the same time.

Lu Chuan was breathing heavily, and he was humming, his eyes holding burning flames, staring at her straight.

Chu Chu blushed, looked up at him slightly, then reached out and turned off the light button by the wall. The room instantly fell into darkness, and the two hugged each other again.

Lu Chuan still stopped the car in time after a moment of the last step.

She could even clearly feel the slightness of his movements and no longer continue. His whole body was shaking, but he stopped.

He hugged her and lay on the bed through the clothes and cloth, calling her name one after another.

"It's my life."

The long time really killed me.

You're going to kill me, too.

Chuchu reached out and wrapped her hand around his waist and buried her face in his chest. Her mind was muddy and her consciousness began to dissipate. She closed her eyes gently, but she still hugged his waist tightly.

Just as she fell asleep, Lu Chuan's body and soul gradually merged with the night, and he felt unprecedented peace and silence.
To be continued...