Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

Still the same as last night, Wu Tang closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, while Wen Yanke lay quietly behind him, still hugging him lightly, with his fingers resting on the back of his hand.

This time Wu Tang was even more confused, pretending to be uncomfortable being touched by him in his sleep, and turned over.

Wen Yanke quickly let go of Wu Tang, but after a while, she leaned forward again.

Wu Tang repeated this several times. Wen Yanke was afraid that he would wake him up, so she no longer held his hand, but just put it on his sleeve slightly, touching her fingertips together, being cautious but insisting on being with him. what kind of contact.

Wu Tang's chest was filled with distress from being disturbed by Wen Yanke, and he didn't know his intention for doing so, since he was five years old, he slept alone.Even with his mother, there will never be such a boring time.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally when he almost fell asleep, there was a wet and warm touch on his ear.

Wu Tang woke up from the chaos, and before she opened her eyes, she realized that the touch was Wen Yanke's lips, accompanied by his light breath brushing against the pinna.

Sure enough, he knew it!

He knew that Wen Yanke couldn't just sleep with him, so he showed his fox tail at this moment.

Wu Tang was about to open his eyes, and scolded him righteously, when he realized that Wen Yanke was about to leave at the touch of a touch, and instead fell asleep gently against his back just like yesterday.

Gone?

Wu Tang waited for a long time, but did not wait for Wen Yanke's next move.

Wu Tang didn't fall asleep that night.

Half an hour before dawn, Wen Yanke got up from the bed lightly, put on her clothes and tidied up the traces of her lying down, and left quietly.

After he left, Wu Tang slowly opened his eyes, touched his ear that Wen Yanke had kissed with his fingertips, his eyes were full of confusion.

For the next few days, Wen Yanke came over like this every night, sometimes she just sat on the bedside and looked at him before leaving, and sometimes she slept next to him, and as soon as he had the slightest tendency to wake up, she quickly let him go, Wait until he is fast asleep again before leaning in.

It was night, and Wen Yanke, who was gently hugging Wutang with her eyes closed, suddenly noticed that the person in her arms was moving. These days, he was already familiar with the habit of dealing with Wutang. He would let go of his embrace if he was afraid of waking him up, as if he was afraid of being disturbed. He found.

It's just that he didn't expect that Wu Tang, who usually just moves and then falls asleep, turned over at this time, turned from his back to him to face him, his breath was hot on the tip of his nose, his lips It is only half a centimeter away from the lip.

Wen Yanke's body tensed slightly, and her eyes were dark.

Wu Tang curled one arm in front of her body, and when she turned around, the other wrapped around Wen Yanke's waist, as if she was holding him in her arms.

The warm and delicate touch came from the close skin, and he was hugged by his senior brother.

In the darkness and silence, the luminous pearl's light hit Wutang's face softly, with a slender and handsome nose.Because he slept soundly, his breath was long and peaceful, and his chest rose and fell.

Below the bridge of the nose is the moist lips, which are very close to him.

Wen Yanke subconsciously closed her eyes and moved forward for a moment, but stopped when she was about to meet her.

Wen Yanke's breathing sounded a little rough in the secret room.

As if afraid of being woken up by Wu Tang's hearing, he suppressed his breath, sat up slowly, carefully removed Wu Tang's arm that was holding him, put it under the quilt and tucked it into the corner, and then put on his own clothes again.

It's just that this time he didn't leave directly like before, but sat on the jade pier, silently staring at Wu Tang's sleeping face, not knowing what he was thinking.

?It was estimated that half an hour before dawn, Wen Yanke moved her body that was stiff from one posture for a long time, and was about to leave.

Just as he turned around, the hem of his clothes was pulled by a force that was neither light nor heavy.

Wen Yanke froze and stopped.

"Don't go yet." It was Wu Tang's voice.

Wu Tang's strength was not strong, but it seemed to freeze Wen Yanke in place, making him unable to move.