Just lying in bed, the woman turned down from the sofa and ran to the bedside.

Then... Into his arms again.

Flourishing ink "..."

This woman

It seems that wherever he goes, she will come and stick.

At that time, Mo had no choice but to hold her forehead, so she simply let her hold it like this.

This scene reminds him of his childhood.

When he was about eight or nine years old, he lived in his old house for some time.

During that time, every time he woke up in the afternoon, he would see Wen churan lying in his arms and sleeping.

At that time, she was very small, short arms and legs, and her whole body was fleshy.

Even if she was driven away by him, she would sneak into his arms while he was asleep.

If he locked the door, she would ask the housekeeper for the key.

He had a thick skin and a smart head, which was his only impression of her at that time.

The next morning, Wen churan woke up with a splitting headache.

She got up from bed with her head straight.

Huh? Where is this? Hotel room?

Trying to recall, she only remembered that she couldn't open the door after exchanging secrets with Gu Nanpei last night.

Then he was hot and thirsty and wanted to drink water.

And... And then?

Why can't she remember?

Just when Wen churan was thinking hard, the door of the bathroom was suddenly pushed open, and the slender man came out in his bathrobe.

Wen churan was shocked and said, "you... Why are you here?"

In his prime, Mo glanced at her and asked, "this is my room. Do you think... Why am I here?"

“……”

His room?

Wen churan, unkempt, climbed down from the bed and walked around the room for several times.

Indeed, this is different from the pattern of Gu Nanpei's room.

There are also men's papers on the table.

Wen churan's head suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.

Why did she come to Sheng Shimo's room?

What the hell happened last night?

"Why am I here?"

Sheng Shimo didn't answer. He looked down and saw her barefoot on the ground. He kicked her slippers directly, and coldly ordered "put on your shoes!"

Wen churan put on his shoes and asked, "why am I here?!"

Sheng Shimo slowly replied, "you have to go to my room to sleep. You should ask yourself."

"Myself?!" Wen churan immediately shook his head into a rattle "impossible..."

She can't sleep in the street, even if she runs to the room!

Sheng Shimo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "do you want me to help you recall... When I was a child in the old house, every time I took a nap, you would run to my room... And then..."

"Enough!" As soon as he mentioned that he was a child, Wen churan blew the pot open and rushed directly to cover the man's mouth.

"The past is unforgettable! At that time, I was young and not sensible! "

Sheng Shimo immediately frowned and stared at her. She quickly retracted her hand.

"Forget it, just as nothing happened last night, I'll go first!"

Wen churan just wanted to turn around and walk to the door. Suddenly, his collar was pulled, and a man's cold voice sounded behind him.

"Are you sure you want to go out like this?"

She looked down and saw that she was still wearing bathrobes and slippers.

The man behind him said again, "are you sure you're going out now and there's no one outside?"

Yeah! What if she goes out and is caught by others?

Wen churan broke free from Sheng Shimo's hands and simply ran to the sofa to sit, with his legs crossed leisurely.

"Then I'll wait. I'll go when there's no one..."

Sheng Shimo looked at her and suddenly asked, "what's your room number?"