How would she treat him? Will she feel restrained again? Will she feel imprisoned again?

Xue Yilan didn't know what Ning Xuemo was going to make now, and she couldn't bear to break away from her hand, so she pulled her back into her house.

After entering her room, he was slightly stunned. There was an extra bed in Ning Xuemo's house, with all the beds on it.

Ning Xuemo pressed him on the bed: "Sleep here, stop acting sneakily as a door god!"

The bed style was very ordinary, and the mattress was also very ordinary. Xue Yilan's chest felt hot! It seemed that there was a heat flow rolling around, rushing around.

"Momo!" He called her, but didn't know what to say.

Ning Xuemo lay on his own on the bed: "Okay, go to bed!"

Xue Yilan slowly lay down on the small bed, looking at Ning Xuemo's side face, as if there were sea tides surging in her chest...

Ning Xuemo was a little sleepy after struggling for so long. She closed her eyes and wanted to have another sleep.

But after all, there was one more person in the house, and Xue Yilan...

She felt a little uneasy and couldn't say what it felt like.

Get used to it, it’s all right after you get used to it.

In the past, didn’t she and Shen Jiuli also rest in the same room? Even on the same bed, she didn’t feel much awkward at that time. She even went to his arms when she fell asleep...

Stop! Can't think about him anymore!

Sleep, sleep!

She tried her best to adjust her breathing and cultivate her sleepiness...

"Momo, can't you sleep?" Xue Yilan's voice suddenly sounded from her nearby.

Ning Xuemo was startled and opened her eyes quickly. It was revealed that Xue Yilan had dragged his bed close to her bed. The distance between the two beds was only more than ten centimeters.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Xue Yilan's enlarged handsome face.

She subconsciously stepped back into the bed and frowned: "What are you doing with me so close to you?"

"Momo, I remember there is a saying in the world that we can talk about even night talks."

"Is there anything to talk about? Sleep." Ning Xuemo sided inward and subconsciously kept a certain distance from him.

"Momo, if you have a piece of moonlight iron, what weapon do you want? Sword?"

Ning Xuemo yawned: "I don't want a sword, I want a knife. A machete."

Xue Yilan was stunned for a moment: "I think the machete is not suitable for you... Girls should be more beautiful when they play with swords."

"Weapons are used to prevent and kill people, not to be good-looking." Ning Xuemo yawned again: "I'm not interested in any sword." In fact, she now has shadows on any weapon that looks similar to Emei Thorns...

Xue Yilan was also a smart person. He suddenly understood something, and his eyebrows were slightly bent: "Okay, then let's make a knife!"

After talking to him, Ning Xuemo felt much less sleepy. She was a little curious: "Do you have the moonlight iron?"

Xue Yilan smiled and spread her palms flat. A large piece of moonlight iron appeared in his hands, which was so big. It was half a small arm, and it shone with a moon-like luster in the house.

The best! The best among moonlight iron!

He is simply the ancestor of the moonlight iron!

Ning Xuemo suddenly opened his eyes wide, stared at the iron, and then turned to Xue Yilan: "You have gone out early and returned late these days, just go looking for the moonlight iron?"

Xue Yilan smiled: "I'm lucky, I actually found a big piece so quickly."
Chapter completed!