Leng Mohan looked at her with eyes full of doting. He stretched out his hand, hugged her tightly in his arms, and whispered: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's go to bed now."
Luo Jiaojiao felt his embrace, and a warm current surged in her heart. She leaned on his chest, listened to his heartbeat, and felt his warmth and strength. However, her body felt hotter and hotter, as if it was roasted by fire. She carefully pushed him away and said shyly, "It's so hot, let me go."
Leng Mohan looked at her, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. He reached out his hand, gently pinched her cheek, and said with a smile: "Why didn't you complain about the heat when you were wrapped in the quilt to protect me just now? I just think you are really cute now."
When Luo Jiaojiao heard his words, her face flushed. She glared at him and said angrily, "You only know how to bully me, I won't let you succeed."
Leng Mohan looked at her with eyes full of doting. He stretched out his hand, held her in his arms again, and whispered, "Okay, stop making trouble, close your eyes and go to sleep. We still have a lot to do tomorrow, so we need to rest well."
In Leng Mohan's arms, Luo Jiaojiao gradually relaxed her body, and her heartbeat slowly stabilized. She closed her eyes, feeling Leng Mohan's warmth and strength, and gradually fell asleep.
Luo Jiaojiao's eyes were like two ripe peaches, red, swollen and tender. The morning sun shining in made her want to reach out to soothe the discomfort.
However, as soon as she raised her hand, Leng Mohan at the side gently caught it.
He looked at her with a bit of reproach and a bit of heartache in his eyes, "Look, this is the consequence of you crying too long last night. Now your eyes are swollen like this. Don't go out today."
His voice was low and magnetic, like a clear spring, flowing slowly in Luo Jiaojiao's heart. Luo Jiaojiao looked at him, with a hint of stubbornness in her eyes, but more of helplessness and touching.
Leng Mohan's heart was full of contradictions. He stared deeply into Luo Jiaojiao's red and swollen eyes, as if he could see the pain and struggle in her heart.
He actually didn't want her to leave the room because her beauty was too dazzling and he was afraid that the greedy eyes outside would taint her purity.
He clearly remembered how Luo Jiaojiao's beauty had captivated everyone yesterday. Some people even fell down the stairs because they were obsessed with her looks.
This scene made Leng Mohan more determined. He wanted to hide Luo Jiaojiao and only let himself appreciate her beauty. He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to pass on all his strength and warmth to her.
However, in his deep eyes, there was a dark thought. He wanted to imprison her in this room, isolate her from the world, and keep her for himself.
This thought made him feel heavy and complicated. He knew that he was selfish, but he couldn't control his desire. Luo Jiaojiao felt Leng Mohan's embrace and his inner struggle.
She gently raised her head, trying to see his eyes clearly, but was swallowed by the deep darkness. She didn't know what Leng Mohan was thinking, but she could feel his contradiction and uneasiness. She wanted to comfort him and tell him that she was not afraid, but she didn't know how to start.
Luo Jiaojiao stood by the window, watching the sunlight falling on the soft quilt in patches, the light seemed to bring a glimmer of life to the room. She turned around and looked at Leng Mohan who was sitting in the corner, her eyes full of expectation and pleading.
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