At the same time.
Luo Shuning lay flat on the soft big bed. The only sounds in the room were her light breathing and the occasional muffled sound of her legs kicking against the bed.
"Brother, you dote on Xiao Man too much. It's a bit too much."
She looked at the photos on her phone and wanted to smile, but this time, the corners of her mouth just rose slightly before drooping helplessly again.
An indescribable strange feeling spread in her heart.
For some reason... I feel a little bit irritated.
Although it's just a little bit.
But this has never happened before.
Luo Shuning just kept flipping through the photos on her phone, feeling a tightness in her chest.
I couldn't help but murmur softly: "Am I envious... or... angry..."
The two people in the photo are so close.
If it's just arm in arm on a daily basis, it's harmless and looks very heartwarming.
But now, not only are they showing off their intimate photos, they are also sleeping together at night...
So conflicted.
Luo Shuning put down his phone and buried his head deep in the quilt. His long, round, white legs kicked the bed faster and faster.
She couldn't help but wonder, if she was really together with Gu Luozhen in two months, should she subtly raise some small suggestions at that time?
But how should I start?
Woo woo woo... Will he think I'm too pretentious...
If I make a suggestion...it will definitely affect my relationship with Xiao Man...
At this moment, Luo Shuning suddenly turned over and stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling with a complicated look in his eyes.
"Why are you so gentle to everyone..."
"Although what I like is your gentleness..."
It is 㱕.
She was upset.
Like a small boat lost in the vast ocean.
I really want to make Gu Luo my own.
There is family pressure in front and Shu He's chasing after him from behind.
There are also potential threats lurking in the dark and not yet surfaced, like reefs hidden in the deep sea, which may bring a fatal blow to her love ship at any time.
Luo Shuning has been full of confidence since she was a child. She was also very confident about this relationship at the beginning, but as time went by and things developed, she suddenly became a little worried.
I can't help but have wild thoughts.
I used to be like this, but I never did.
Her eyes unconsciously glanced towards the next room, as if she could see through the wall and see what was going on inside. She couldn't help but whisper to herself:
"Shu He...what do you think?"
At this time, in the next room.
"My sister must be jealous."
Luo Shuhe lay on her side, curled up on the bed, her soft hair draped over her shoulders and pillow like black satin.
Looking at the photos on my phone, I couldn't help but sigh:
"Sister...with your inherent personality, you will definitely be the one who gets hurt in the end."
"As for me..."
As she said this, she curled up even tighter, her pretty face completely hidden by her hair, obscuring her expression at the moment.
His lips trembled slightly, but no sound came out.
Obviously, the last sentence is for myself.
As he flipped through the two photos, Luo Shuhe couldn't help but wonder whether he should go over tonight to join in the fun and get a piece of the pie.
Anyway, one person sleeps, two people sleep, and three people sleep as well.
But just as this thought emerged, Gu Ximan's words came to mind again - "Sister He, biting the straw is a bad habit, you have to change it."
never mind.
Give your sister some space once in a while.
It was already so pitiful.
I guess he still hasn't figured out that there's a ghost around him.
So naive.
As he was thinking, Luo Shuhe said:
"Xiaobai, turn off the lights."
"Okay."
The next second, the room was plunged into darkness.
Don’t think about it anymore, go to sleep.
I closed my eyes and gradually felt sleepy.
After an unknown amount of time, she fell asleep.
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My vision is blurry.
Everything around seemed to be shrouded in a dreamy veil.
Luo Shuhe saw a little girl in the mirror who was not even as tall as the table.
The little figure is both familiar and unfamiliar.
Her perspective kept changing. Sometimes it was in the first person, and she was the little Lolita; sometimes it changed to the third person, like a bystander, watching all this quietly.
Although he was not conscious, he was like a candle in the wind, only so weak and tiny.
"Shu He! Shu He!"
At this moment, a clear shout came from a distance.
Luo Shuhe turned around subconsciously and saw a little girl who looked exactly like him, jumping towards him with a smug smile on her face.
She then spoke coldly:
"What's up?"
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