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Han Jingmo lowered his eyes and saw that her thick eyelashes could not stop trembling because of nervousness, but her eyes were slightly open and she refused to show weakness. Her cheeks were lightly pink, and her face was like solidified jade, which could be blown away.

Han Jingmo tilted his head slightly, his eyes were deep, like a whirlpool that could drown people.

He spoke, his tone was gentle: "What are you thinking about?"

Lu Wanwan blurted out: "You are so beautiful."

Han Jingmo was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, his chest shaking slightly.

Lu Wanwan's face turned red, and she wanted to find a hole to hide. It was too embarrassing. She rolled her eyes and quickly thought of a way to save the situation: "You have a beautiful smile, but can you not block my light?"

Han Jingmo heard this and just stopped laughing, but couldn't help laughing again.

Lu Wanwan was puzzled. What did

she do to make him laugh? Although his voice was very sweet, it could make people's ears pregnant. But what she said was also true. Standing in front of her with a height of 187, he really blocked the light, making her feel like she was in a cramped space, and she was a little nervous unconsciously.

Han Jingmo laughed for a long time before stopping and pulling her away: "Don't block the way."

Lu Wanwan turned around and there was a closet behind her.

"I'll sleep on the floor." Han Jingmo said as he opened the closet door.

"That's so embarrassing."

"Then you sleep on the floor."

...

Fuck you.

A drop of cold sweat fell on Lu Wanwan's forehead. Those who voted for Han Jingmo as a gentleman on the Internet were fooled by him. What kind of elegance? It's fake, all fake!

A few seconds later, Han Jingmo closed the closet door and returned empty-handed.

"Where's the quilt? I don't want to sleep directly on the floor." Lu Wanwan was puzzled.

"It was taken away by Aunt Yang." But Han Jingmo knew in his heart that it must have been his grandfather who did it.

"Then..." Lu Wanwan blinked: "You slept directly on the floor?"

Han Jingmo glanced at her.

Lu Wanwan calmly changed her words: "I'll sleep on the floor. I'm thick-skinned, so I'm not afraid."

"It's very big." Han Jingmo pointed in the direction of the bed. It was more than enough for the two of them to sleep on it.

Lu Wanwan scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Han Jingmo frowned, took two steps to her, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and pulled her to the bed without saying anything.

Lu Wanwan's eyes suddenly widened, and she was completely stunned.

What kind of a miracle is this?

Han Jingmo walked and said: "It's not like we haven't slept together before." Lu

Wanwan: "..." How can it be the same?

Han Jingmo expressionlessly said: "It's a relationship of sleeping together, you said."

Lu Wanwan: "..." It's a relationship of just chatting under the quilt when you are not awake!

Walking to the bed, Han Jingmo did not release the hand holding her, and with the other hand he placed his hand on her shoulder, and with a slight force, he pushed her down on the bed.

When her back touched the soft quilt, Lu Wanwan was startled. This posture was a bit wrong!

But Han Jingmo did not take the next step. He looked down at her with narrowed eyes: "What's with that expression?"

Lu Wanwan immediately controlled her shock and said with a flattering smile: "Looking up at you from below, I'm shocked that you don't have a double chin."

Han Jingmo: "..." Lu Wanwan

chuckled: "It's really 360 degrees without dead angles."

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan tried to get up, but when she saw Han Jingmo slightly raised his right hand, she immediately lay back down.

Han Jingmo leaned over and looked directly at her with his cold black eyes.

The two of them got closer and closer until they could clearly feel each other's breath. The hot air brushed across their faces lightly, causing a shudder.

Lu Wanwan's pupils suddenly contracted, and her mind became a mess.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows and reached out to pinch her face. It was warm and soft, and felt better than she had imagined.

Lu Wanwan subconsciously turned her head away: "Don't pinch. You've spent 50 million on this face. If you damage it, you'll have to pay for it."

Han Jingmo: "..." Can you still make fun of yourself like this?

Lu Wanwan's abacus clacked: "You can pinch it if you want. One million for each pinch."

Han Jingmo: "..." I can pinch your face until it's swollen.

Sighing lightly, Han Jingmo reached out and lifted her arms, like lifting a chick, straightened her body, and covered her with a quilt, all in one smooth motion.

Lu Wanwan was very moved, but also too scared to move.

Han Jingmo was still pressing on her, and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Lu Wanwan shook her head, no.

"Is there anything else to do?"

Lu Wanwan shook her head again.

Han Jingmo couldn't help laughing: "From now on, close your eyes and go to sleep."

"Oh." Lu Wanwan immediately closed her eyes, showing her level and style.

Then, she felt the sense of oppression above her head disappear, it was Han Jingmo who retreated.

After a series of light footsteps, the lights in the room were turned off.

There was a rustling sound from the other side of the bed. He lay down, motionless and very quiet.

Lu Wanwan's tense nerves relaxed in the darkness and she let out a long breath. Lu Guanghan couldn't know about this, otherwise he would explode again.

She just took a sneak peek and saw that there was space for two people in between, just like the Yellow River, so it was safe.

But when Lu Wanwan woke up the next morning, before he opened his eyes, he felt a big warm heater next to him, warm.

She touched it in a daze. It was smooth and delicate, and the touch was very good. She couldn't help but touch it a few more times. As a result, the more she touched, the more she felt something was wrong. Why did this touch feel so much like...

Lu Wanwan suddenly stopped her hand, not daring to close her eyes. She and Han Jingmo would not cross the river to meet! They

agreed to meet across the Yellow River!

Just as she was terrified, a cold voice came from above her head: "Are you comfortable?"

Lu Wanwan's back suddenly stiffened, and her eyes quietly opened a crack, and found that they were not covered with quilts. Her eyes followed her arm and looked over. Her hand was still on Han Jingmo's abdominal muscles, and his pajamas were also lifted up, revealing his thin waistline and a large area of ​​fair skin.

This picture... is a bit erotic.

Lu Wanwan's eyelids twitched violently, and the scene was very awkward.

There was silence for a while.

She raised her eyes and saw Han Jingmo looking at her with clear eyes, not sleepy at all, and she didn't know how long he had been awake.

Lu Wanwan withdrew her hand embarrassedly and laughed awkwardly: "Hahaha, I seem to have been hit in the laugh point, hahaha."

Han Jingmo said "oh" and shook the slender index finger of his right hand lightly.

Following his movements, Lu Wanwan's heart skipped two beats. She reluctantly moved out of his arms and continued to laugh awkwardly: "We...what's wrong?"

"What do you think?" Han Jingmo finally spoke, his tone calm and neither fast nor slow.

"This...only God, the earth, you and I know it, so I won't care." Lu Wanwan didn't dare to look at him.

"You care?" Han Jingmo sat up, but the magical thing was that his pajamas that were lifted up did not fall down, and a large area of ​​skin was still exposed.

Lu Wanwan's eyes flashed, and she immediately stood up and took a look at herself. Fortunately, her clothes were not lifted up.

"Take a close look." Han Jingmo reminded her in a neither salty nor light tone.

[Author's side note]: Two chapters will be updated first, and there will be more in the early morning.