Chapter 17 (2/2)

Mo didn't answer. He held her small hand, which she poked at his back, and pressed it.

”Sleep.” In his low voice, he said, there was nameless dullness.

Ji Nuan feels that she should be sick, so she suddenly feels a little bit coquettish in her heart. Suddenly, she has a glass heart. Because she is not happy with her back to her, she simply approaches him directly, leans against his back, holds her hand on his shoulder, and sticks her face on his back.

”Can you turn around and want you to hold me to sleep ～”

”...”

”Just now, what is it to sleep with your back to me?”

“……”

Then he heard her murmur, which was as thin as a mosquito, and he sighed a little. He turned around and carried her into his arms as she wanted.

Just as he turned around, Ji warm suddenly felt his lower body Change

So what She seems to know why

Is it too late for him to recite it now?

Mo depth of field can't see her surging eyes now, holding her and pressing her head in his arms.

”When you are well, let me take a bath for you.” He nibbled at her ears in a low, dumb voice, but it contained the threat of blushing and heartbeat: ”I don't mind washing with you all night!”

Jinuan was honest in an instant. He didn't move a bit in his arms.

But she can't sleep now. She gently grabs the delicate button in front of his shirt, feeling that although he hasn't moved, she can't sleep easily in this situation.

She looked up from the angle of his chin to the man who was handsome to impeccable from any angle.”Do you find that I have changed a lot?” She asked.

Ink depth of field these two days fell on her eyes, several times trying to see through her, clearly had doubts about her change, but still.

In that case, she might as well take the initiative.

He clapped his hand behind her, like trying to coax a child who couldn't sleep and always wanted to talk, without answering.

”So you like me now? Or like the old me? ” Her eyes under the wall lamp were as bright as the moon, and even a fever could not hide the light in her eyes.

”It's all you. What's the difference?” His voice was slow.

”Of course, there's a difference. I used to refuse to accept our marriage, but now I'm trying hard to get close to you.” Ji Nuan buried his head in his neck and said softly and dumb, ”you were good to me before, even if I was always fooling around, you didn't stop walking towards me. Whether you think my change is too abrupt or not, please don't doubt my heart. Even if there is a hundred steps between us, you have walked dozens of steps, even if you are tired, the rest will be handed over to me, let me go, let me do it, let me learn to cherish all this, to have you How about... ”

The air fell into a silence.

Ji Nuan wants to have a look at Mo Jingshen's face at this time. She hasn't spoken to people like this for two generations.

But she tried to look up, but he held her tightly in his arms. Even her head was tightly attached to his neck, and she couldn't lift it for a while.

”Ink depth of field...”

He still didn't speak.

”What I just said is serious. I'm not confused. I......”

All of a sudden, she heard his low, hoarse and restrained voice coming from above her head: ”I'm afraid that I can't take your physical condition into account any more. Are you sure you want to continue to provoke me?”

Season warm slightly a surprise.

She's just plain white. Is that a provocation?