After chatting for a while, Bai Huizheng felt that since Liu Changan and An Nuan were already in an open relationship, if she chatted with him in the yard in the middle of the night for too long, it would attract attention. You must know that you like gossip.
It was definitely not just me and Miao Yingying. Since I would find Liu Changan and An Nuan living in the same room, it was normal for someone to accidentally open a window or door and see me and Liu Changan.
Liu Changan's cell phone rang. Liu Changan glanced at it and said to Bai Hui with a smile: "I'll reply to the message."
Bai Hui watched Liu Changan walk out of the small courtyard obviously avoiding her, and couldn't help but wonder, why did he go away after replying a message?
Bai Hui folded her hands on her chest and walked back. She looked up inadvertently under the eaves and saw a bat hanging upside down on the beam. As a girl, she was naturally startled and quickly called Miao Yingying.
came out.
"What's so scary about this?" Miao Yingying stretched out half of her head to look around, and then poked at it with the clothes pole.
The bat fell to the ground with a plop, motionless.
Bai Hui grabbed the clothes pole and slapped it for a while. The bat seemed to be dead, neither struggling nor moving.
"Stop it, it looks like a dead bat." Miao Yingying snatched the clothes pole over.
Bai Hui breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and stepped on it again.
"It looks like a toy bat." Bai Hui felt the different touch on the sole of her foot and smiled. It was so hard, even a dead bat shouldn't be there.
Miao Yingying pulled Bai Hui and was about to leave, when the "dead bat" on the ground suddenly opened its wings.
It flew into the night sky and disappeared without a trace.
Miao Yingying and Bai Hui looked at each other, it turned out to be a living bat, how could there be such a strange bat!
"It's so strange. Could this be a monster?" Miao Yingying was also scared.
"Where did the monster come from?" Bai Hui said without confidence.
"Ask Liu Changan. He likes to read "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" and "Zi Buyu" and the like." Miao Yingying felt that Liu Changan was definitely an expert in informal knowledge.
"Forget it, forget it, who knows what kind of weird bat it is. Maybe it struggled a few times and struggled to its death. It flew a few meters and then fell off." Bai Hui shook her head. She could now
I didn't want to ask Liu Changan, because he was feeling depressed.
After saying that, Bai Hui pulled Miao Yingying back to the room.
Liu Changan also finished replying to the message and stood at the door of his room and began to recite poems.
After memorizing dozens of poems with "moon" in them, the door finally opened.
"Crazy, if I don't open the door, are you going to recite poems outside all night?" An Nuan's cheeks were slightly red and she let Liu Changan in.
"Knocking on the door seems impatient, lest you think I can't wait." Liu Changan said with a smile.
The door bolt was locked, and two incandescent light bulbs were hung in the small room. An Nuan's heart was like a wire hanging from the light bulb, tangled and swaying. In this quiet night, Liu Changan, who was as lazy as ever,
It reminded An Nuan of many leisurely male protagonists in family scenes in movies, or he would have a drink, or he would take off his shirt casually, or he would fall on the bed.
I seem to be an audience watching a movie, paying attention to the emotions revealed in his movements, and I also seem to be the heroine hiding in the scene. Should I be in the hallway where light and shadow intertwine, with her cheeks hidden in the shadows and her figure in the haze?
Reveal it, walk towards him step by step, seduce him?
As I was thinking wildly, my cheeks turned red and my eyes were moist. I quickly came to my senses. I really thought too much. The next step was to say good night to each other, turn off the lights and cover our heads to sleep!
Just as she was thinking about this, An Nuan discovered that someone did what she thought was the right thing to do. Liu Changan opened the quilt and got in, then pulled the quilt to cover his head.
An Nuan was stunned for a moment, why is he like this?
Even if he thinks this is the right thing to do, the fact is that it definitely shouldn't be like this. He should look at her gently and ambiguously, talk about this being a special moment since the two people established their relationship, and he should show some nervousness.
and inexplicable satisfaction, and she would respond with shy and sweet eyes to him. The two of them would turn off the lights and say good night. Listening to each other's breathing or tiny movements, they would ask if you can't sleep? The two of them would start again.
They chatted intermittently until deep into the night, when they could no longer hear the frogs croaking outside the window, and even the light of the stars and moon had faded, then they fell asleep soundly.
Dreams and reality were so completely different. An Nuan walked over and lifted off Liu Changan's quilt. Then she screamed in surprise and hurriedly ran back to her bed, lifting up the quilt to hide herself.
Liu Changan, a gangster, clearly saw that he had just lifted the quilt and got in, but did not see any movement. When Annan lifted the quilt, he had already taken off his pajamas and pajamas, and was lying on the bed wearing only a pair of underwear.
"Don't scream so loudly." Liu Changan said with his eyes closed, "The people next door are Miao Yingying and Bai Hui. They will think you are forcing me."
Are Miao Yingying and Bai Hui next door? An Nuan didn't pay attention, and couldn't help but wonder, did they hear his scream just now?
But what An Nuan can't accept now is, "I screamed so loudly, how could they think it was me who forced you to calm down? They would only think that it was you who forced me to calm down!"
"Oh, that seems to be the truth. Sorry, I'm used to seeing myself as a piece of cake, and I always feel that girls want to force me into comfort." Liu Changan said with his eyes still closed, and then he pulled the quilt up with his backhand to cover his own body.
Body, lest An Nuan lose control.
"Bah, you are a rotten egg." An Nuan was funny and angry. She was no longer shy. She lifted the quilt again and turned to look at Liu Changan.
Liu Changan also opened his eyes and looked at An Nuan.
The distance between the two double beds was less than fifty centimeters. Liu Changan raised his hand and reached over, placing his palm on the edge of An Nuan's bed.
An Nuan's fingers crawled out from under the quilt little by little, and her middle finger was quietly raised, then retracted.
Liu Changan stretched out his arm a little, pinched the naughty middle finger, pinched it out bit by bit, and then held her palm.
After taking a bath, Liu Changan held his soft and smooth palms, sighed contentedly, and whispered: "Hold your hand."
What about the next sentence? An Nuan was a little surprised, but she quickly remembered the sentence written behind the painting Liu Changan drew for herself.
It starts with the beating of the heart and ends with the whitening of the head. If you embrace it, you will feel safe and if you accompany it, you will feel warm.
She didn't expect her name to be so touching. An Nuan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at Liu Changan who closed her eyes.
"Nuan Nuan, let me tell you a story."
"what story?"
"The story of an immortal man."
"A man who lives forever? Then he must have had many women!"