045 You, you, don't mess around
Liang Xingxing was panicking now, fearing that Ling Zhixun would wake up suddenly and catch her doing something good.
Her green fingers clicked on her phone. The light here went out and the light there turned on, as if she was out of control. When she got anxious, she accidentally pressed something, and the TV was suddenly turned on, and there was a huge sound.
There was a loud noise, and after a while, even the smoke machine in the kitchen was working loudly.
It was difficult for Ling Zhixun not to wake up now. He opened his phoenix eyes and saw an anxious and panicked little woman in his sight. Her hair was half wet, and the ends of her hair were fluffy and hanging on her shoulders. She was wearing his oversized white shirt.
The shirt makes the body look slender and thin.
Stretching out his arm, he grabbed the phone from her hand, cut off the power in the kitchen, turned off the TV, and turned off some unused lights. The house suddenly became quiet, leaving only Liang Xingxing in panic.
Breathing, she raised her head and said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
Ling Zhixun's mobile phone can not only control the house, but also his sports car. No one has ever dared to touch it. I have to say that Liang Xingxing is really brave.
Ling Zhixun didn't speak, only glared at her with a stern look, moved his sleeping position, and made enough room on the sofa to accommodate a humanoid doll. He said in a deep voice: "Come up."
Liang Xingxing thought he was trying to do something bad again, so she jumped up like a frightened bird. She said, "No, my hair isn't dry yet."
Ling Zhixun took her hand and pulled hard. She lost her balance and fell on the sofa. Ling Zhixun held her shoulders and pushed her down. Her head rested on his iron arm, and her legs were clamped by him.
People can't move.
"You, you, you... don't mess around..."
"Don't talk, don't make trouble, just let me sleep for a while."
Ling Zhixun seemed to suddenly become a little tired, with a sleepy tone in his voice. Liang Xingxing had never seen Ling Zhixun like this before, and his heart felt a little soft. Everyone gets tired sometimes. Maybe Ling Zhixun looks very dandy.
, but for him to be able to sit in that position, he must have paid a lot that is unknown.
She calmed down and lay beside him cooperatively, with his shallow and even breathing in her ears. His hot breath tickled her sensitive ears. She frowned in discomfort and glanced at Ling Zhixun with her dark eyes.
, all she could see was his perfect chin with cold lines, the protruding Adam's apple on his fair neck, and his solid and powerful abdominal muscles - she looked away with a complicated mood, her face flushed somewhat unsatisfactorily.
Ling Zhixun felt her cooperation and slowly relaxed his strength. Liang Xingxing lay stiffly in the man's arms at first, then gradually let down his guard, blinked his watery eyes covered with a layer of smoke,
Yawned slightly.
The man has a strong body and does not feel cold when sleeping on the sofa. However, Liang Xingxing has been afraid of the cold since she was a child. Even in the hot summer, she would put a towel on her belly and fall into a hazy sleep. She turned over
, adjusted his sleeping position, and unconsciously hugged the warm chest in front of him with his hands.
Ling Zhixun opened his clear phoenix eyes, and Liang Xingxing's face was facing his. They were so close to each other that you could almost see the blue blood vessels on his eyelids. The tip of his nose could smell the fragrance emanating from her delicate body, and his chest was even more...
He could feel the softness pressing against him, and his lower body reacted immediately with a headache.
Chapter completed!