Luo Sui'an hasn't cried because she missed her parents for a long time, because she knew a long time ago that even if she cried her eyes out, her parents would never come back. Crying is the most cowardly sign. She can only be strong. If not, who will take care of her?
younger brother.
But tonight, being held tenderly by Ye Yixing, Luo Sui'an couldn't hold back any longer. It seemed that he cried out all the tears he had saved for several years. In the end, he was tired from crying and fell asleep unconsciously. Did Ye Yixing?
He sent her to the guest room, carried her to the master bedroom, put her gently on the bed, wetted a towel and wiped the tears on her face, and finally used her mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Grandma Sun, telling her
She Luo Sui Anjin
The sky will never come back.
After doing this, Ye Yixing went outside to take a bath, and when he came back, he held her in his arms. Luo Suian wrapped her arms around his waist in a daze, and fell asleep deeper in his arms.
Luo Sui'an slept extremely peacefully, without a single dream. When he opened his eyes, it was dawn, and the first thing he saw was Ye Yixing's perfect jawline.
She was stunned for several seconds before she realized where she was. Her first reaction was to look at her clothes.
call……
Clothes intact.
"What are you afraid of?" Ye Yixing's slightly hoarse voice sounded above his head.
"Of course you're afraid that I'll do something wrong to you." Luo Sui'an subconsciously continued. Only after finishing the sentence did he realize what he had said, and his face immediately turned red.
Luo Suian, you are the only one who has a mouth, right?
I really want to slap myself in the face.
Ye Yixing smiled and raised her chin: "Come on, I'm not afraid. You can do whatever you want to me. I promise not to resist."
"I don't want to do anything to you." Luo Sui'an pushed him righteously: "You, stay away from me, don't break my Taoist heart."
Ye Yixing laughed softly. Not only did he not let go of her, he hugged her tighter: "Do you feel it?"
"What?" Luo Suian looked confused.
Ye Yixing's waist sank: "What did you say?"
Luo Suian:!!
His eyes suddenly widened to the point where they almost popped out of his head, and the blush on his cheeks that had not completely subsided suddenly turned red again.
"You, you, you, get up." He was speechless.
"I can't get up," Ye Yixing said.
Luo Suian pushed him.
"Don't move." Ye Yixing's voice was extremely aggrieved: "It hurts."
Luo Suian was startled: "Why does it hurt?"
"I'm holding it in." Ye Yixing sighed: "I can't do anything with such a beautiful girlfriend in my arms. I'm almost suffocating myself to death."
"You..." Luo Suian hit him angrily: "What are you talking about?"
"Really." Ye Yixing said: "Don't you know, men will have problems if they hold it in for a long time."
Luo Sui'an really didn't know, so she was dubious: "You didn't lie to me?"
Ye Yixing raised his hand and swore.
Luo Sui'an began to worry again: "Then... what should I do?"
She has absolutely no experience.
"Help me." Ye Yixing said.
"What, how can I help?" Luo Suian's heart beat like a drum.
Ye Yixing took her hand.
A second later, Luo Suian's neck turned red.
five minutes later.
"Are you okay?"
"without."
ten minutes later.
"Still, are you okay yet?"
"Soon."
Twenty minutes later.
"Not okay yet?"
"Soon."
Thirty minutes later.
"My hand hurts."
Forty minutes later.
Ye Yixing came out to cook refreshed and humming a tune.
Luo Sui'an was not so energetic. When eating, his wrists were so sore that he couldn't even hold a spoon. He glared at Ye Yixing angrily. Ye Yixing smiled and kissed her pouty mouth, then took the spoon and fed her porridge.