Lying in a familiar place, looking at the familiar ceiling, with the familiar person lying beside her, Luo fei'er felt that her whole person would be wrapped up, and even let her forget the situation of her and the men around her.

Perhaps, before all is a dream?

This idea just came up and was shaken away by Luo Fei Er. She thought of the woman who claimed to be suximu's lover that day. She felt bitter in her stomach, mouth and heart as if she had eaten Coptis chinensis.

Originally to oneself don't self-confident Luo Feier, almost have no doubt think Su Ximu is really fall in love with that tall woman.

Think of here, Luo Fei son leaned to the side, want to separate further with the distance of the man nearby.

Su Ximu looked at her as he moved to the bed. A small face was stretched like glue. He was very dissatisfied. His face was a dull look. "Do you want to sleep on the floor?"

Hear his words, Luo Fei son's heart tip seem to be stabbed for a while, but the reaction is quick of ask a way: "can?"

What the hell is the expectation in her eyes? Is it better to let her sleep on the cold floor with him in the same bed?

This kind of cognition really makes suximu want to run wild.

He eyebrows a pick, cold hum way: "you can try."

Hearing the threat in his words, Luo fei'er's body trembled slightly, then she closed her mouth and lay on the edge of the bed quietly.

Suximu pursed her lips and didn't speak any more. Instead, she deliberately approached her side with a bad heart.

Aware of his approach, Luo Fei Er's hands tightly clenched quilt, breathing also followed disorder up, she dare not face him, can only be dead closed eyes.

Fortunately, he did not make any deviant behavior, Luo Fei Er's heart also gradually relaxed.

Back to the familiar place, familiar people around, plus some sleepy, she didn't realize it, had been muddled to sleep.

Listening to her steady breathing, the man next to her opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to take her to his side. He was afraid that she would accidentally fall to the floor. Although there is a carpet under it, even if it falls, it doesn't hurt, but he just doesn't want to.

Luo Fei Er's appearance after sleeping is really good, and she won't stare at him with her eyes full of reluctant and defensive, so that he can look at her carefully without any cover, and let her eyebrows fill the vague image in his mind.

"Could it be... You?"

Suximu doesn't know if luofeier is the figure that often appears in his dream, but he can be sure that he doesn't resent luofeier's approach, and even wants to take the initiative to approach her.

Luo Fei Er doesn't know if she has dreamt of something delicious. She suddenly says, and then licks her lips, which makes her mouth dry.

There was a voice in his mind urging him to kiss him, and he didn't know how, but he really got close to his relatives. Just at the moment when his lips touched each other, he felt that there was a current across his heart.

He didn't hate the feeling and even... Wanted more.

What's more, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if such a situation had happened day by day, which he was used to. But it was clear that their relationship was not good, was it?

At this time, Luo Fei Er seems to be aware of the lip against something, some uncomfortable crooked head, also stretched out the tip of the tongue to gently lick the lip, but did not expect that she touched his lip.

In her sleep, Luo fei'er was unconscious, and didn't even know what she had touched.

But sushimu's brain exploded. His primitive instinct made him want to go deep into the kiss, but Lingrui's voice sounded like a magic spell, hovering in his ear, so that he could only get away.

He sat at the bedside, looking at Luo Fei Er with complicated eyes. His fingers with distinct knuckles stroked her pink lips and rubbed them gently. His eyes were a little confused, as if he was savoring the kiss.

"What do we have in my lost memory?" He looked down, puzzled.

Suximu tried to recall, but in exchange for endless headache and every word that Lingrui said to him.

"Luo fei'er is a treacherous and despicable person. In order to break us up, she arranged me here under your threat, forbidding us to meet..."

He shakes his head hard and shakes everything away. Then he bumps out of bed to find medicine to restrain his headache. But he accidentally hits the vase on the bedside table to the ground. He almost subconsciously looks at Luo fei'er on the bed.

In my heart, I was nervous and worried.

Is he nervous and worried about her?

Before he gives his answer, Luo Feier opens her eyes because she is frightened. Her eyes are opposite. Luo Feier immediately gets out of bed and runs towards him, because she is worried and almost tripped by the sheet.

"Be careful." He almost blurted out his words.

Luo Fei son hasn't noticed other yet, just like that year of gather to him in front, nervous of ask a way: "how?"? Why are you on the ground? What are you looking for in a hurry? "

By the time she realized what she was saying, she had already said it, and her hands were groping about him for fear of his injury.

At the moment when her thoughts came back, she withdrew her hand and said awkwardly“ Sorry, i... "

Without giving her an opportunity to explain, or even not wanting to listen to her explanation, sushimu directly interrupted her and said in a low voice, "headache, find some headache medicine. You can help me with it. It's in the second drawer, the bottle with the green label."

Luofeier's eyes flashed. She remembered that suximu had no headache before.

"Good." She followed his tips and found the medicine bottle, but found that it was empty. She could not help frowning. Has his headache lasted for a long time?

"It's empty. Is there anything in the house ready in advance?" She asked, then looked back at him, but fell into his deep eyes.

Suximu didn't know whether he was wrong. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms. Then he bent down and caught her lips which were slightly opened because of her surprise.

"Suximu!" Luo Fei son stares big eyes, blurring to shout his name, both hands dint of dint in his chest, want to push him to open, but he hugs her more tightly.

I don't know if it was his own illusion. He felt that when he had her in his arms, his head didn't hurt so much, and the empty feeling often appeared in his body seemed to be filled.