Chapter 585 Now that things have come to this, let's go to sleep. Gu Ximan wanted to argue, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was swept away by Luo Shuning's emotionless gaze. She immediately deflated like a punctured balloon and drooped her head.
Gu Luo wisely saved his game progress, shut down the computer, rubbed his forehead where he'd been hit, and pleaded with a smile, "Listen to Da Bao, let's go to sleep now. But Xiao Man just said we should play two against one, so let's wait until we're awake before we fight?"
"Definitely!" Gu Ximan perked up instantly, but after being glared at by Luo Shuning, she immediately changed her mind, "Sleep... go to sleep first."
Luo Shuning shook her head helplessly, watching the two obediently change the sheets. One crawled into the bed, while the other occupied the edge, secretly competing to see who could take up more space.
She drew the heavy blackout curtains, and the room instantly darkened.
As she lay back in bed, she heard Gu Ximan's soft snoring coming from her left, and Gu Luo's hand quietly reaching out to her right. Luo Shuning chuckled—these two immature kids really made her both angry and loving.
The blackout curtains firmly blocked the morning sun from outside the window. Gu Luo turned to the side and leaned close to Luo Shuning, his arm encircling her waist. His palms gently caressed her warm skin, and his chin rested on the crook of her neck. His breath was filled with the lingering fragrance of shower gel in her hair.
He tightened his arms, pulling her completely into his embrace, and whispered in her ear, "Dabao, thank you for being so understanding of me."
This word "inclusiveness" is like sugar added to warm water, dissolving silently—how could Luo Shuning not understand?
This tolerance naturally refers to last night. You know, Luo Shuning personally witnessed him and Luo Shuhe playing games all night as punishment, so it can be said that he was half traumatized.
But I'm still willing to do it this way.
Luo Shuning showed no resistance whatsoever, and Gu Luo remembered this indulgence.
The warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and Luo Shuning's heart instantly melted.
She wrapped her arms around Gu Luo's back, her fingertips tracing the slightly tense muscles on his shoulder blades from playing games all night, and softly replied, "Lovers are supposed to be tolerant of each other. Xiao Bao is always tolerant of me, tolerant of my mistakes, tolerant of my obsessions, tolerant of everything about me..."
At this point, Luo Shuning paused, her cheek brushing against Gu Luo's shoulder, her temperature rising little by little, even her earlobes turning pink.
Her voice grew softer and softer, like the flutter of a mosquito's wings, almost inaudible: "As for last night... to be honest... I... I enjoyed it too."
How could I not enjoy it?
Being intimate with the one she loves, his tenderness and passion are just right, and the feeling of being cherished overwhelms her like a tide, even the exhaustion of the second half of the night becomes a sweet footnote.
Luo Shuning subconsciously shrank into Gu Luo's arms.
"Hehe..." Gu Luo chuckled softly, the vibration of his chest transmitted through their skin, carrying a hint of pride and excitement.
Before Luo Shuning could react, he rolled over and pinned her beneath him, his elbow resting on her cheek, his nose brushing against her flushed face: "How about we... rekindle our romance now while Xiaoman is asleep?"
Luo Shuning was both amused and annoyed by his sudden action. She raised her hand and gently patted his bouncy buttocks. The pat was light and more like a coquettish gesture: "Don't be silly. You've been up all night and your body is already weak. Let's talk about it after you've had some rest. I'm not going to run away."
Her palms had a slightly cool touch, which made my skin feel tingly and numb.
No, is this...right?
Gu Luo felt strange, but he knew she genuinely cared for him. However, he couldn't explain his "superhuman" physical condition—staying up all night playing games and being intimate was just a routine operation for him due to his abundant energy.
He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and could only roll over reluctantly, lying flat on his back with his eyes closed. But as he raised his hand, he secretly took Luo Shuning's hand in his palm.
Luo Shuning felt the warmth from her palm, turned her head to look at Gu Luo's sleeping face, and couldn't help but reach out and gently touch it.
The sound of Gu Ximan's even snoring came from beside him; the room was quiet and peaceful.
Luo Shuning pressed her face against Gu Luo's shoulder—this kind of mutual understanding and tolerance is probably the truest form of happiness.
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