Chapter 125

Jun Shiling turned his head in consternation and saw Xia Wanyuan yawning tired.

Xia Wanyuan is not a shy person. Anyway, she didn't sleep in the same bed. Junshiling is a gentleman. She is afraid of the dark, so she simply let junshiling stay and sleep,

"Sleepy. Good night." Another yawn, through the light of mobile phone, Jun Shiling can see the hazy tears in Xia Wanyuan's eyes.

"Well, good night."

With junshiling by his side, Xia Wanyuan was very relieved. He was a little tired after running around at night, and almost fell asleep with a pillow.

Junshiling takes off his shoes and goes to bed. When he turns his head, Xia Wanyuan has fallen into a deep sleep. His delicate facial features are more delicate in the light.

Junshiling turned off the light of his mobile phone, and the room fell into darkness again.

Xia Wanyuan fell asleep, but junshiling lost sleep. The light fragrance of Xia Wanyuan lingered on the tip of his nose. What's more, there was no Xiaobao tonight.

In the past, because there were children in the middle, the mind was calm.

Today, I can almost touch Xia Wanyuan as soon as I reach out my hand. There is a little heat in junshiling's heart.

He turned his head and saw Xia Wanyuan's peaceful sleeping face through the lightning. Junshiling laughed bitterly,

On the one hand, he was happy because of Xia Wanyuan's trust, on the other hand, he was helpless because Xia Wanyuan overestimated his determination.

Always habitually holding the little ball disappeared, Xia Wanyuan always feel empty in his arms.

The mind is still sleeping, but the body is subconsciously looking for the warm source that has been used to.

Jun Shiling managed to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and his drowsiness gradually came. The light fragrance at the tip of his nose suddenly became strong, and his arm was also held.

Jun Shiling turned his head in surprise and saw Xia Wanyuan on his shoulder. Originally, there was no room for another person to sleep between them, and there was no room at this time.

At the end of spring, Xia Wanyuan came out of his quilt with some cool air. At this time, he only wore a nightgown and leaned against junshiling. His hands holding junshiling's arm were a little cold.

Junshiling sighed deeply in his heart, then lifted the quilt.

Aware of the source of warmth, Xia Wanyuan himself rolled into the quilt of junshiling.

Because of the habit of sleeping with Xiaobao for a long time, Xia Wanyuan hugged him almost immediately when he was near junshiling.

Jun Shiling stopped breathing and clenched his fist.

The bedroom is dark. Because of this, the feeling on the body is more obvious.

Xia Wanyuan is closely attached to junshiling. Junshiling can directly feel the heat from Xia Wanyuan and the softness that can't be ignored.

"Mother." Xia Wanyuan suddenly called softly, with uneasiness in his tone.

Junshiling's agitation dispersed. He looked down at Xia Wanyuan. A bright lightning burst out of the window. Junshiling clearly saw Xia Wanyuan's frown.

Stretch out a hand from Xia Wanyuan's neck around the past, let Xia Wanyuan pillow in his arm bend, palm behind Xia Wanyuan gently pat, Xia Wanyuan's breathing gradually steady down.

He deliberately ignored the softness of Xia Wanyuan, but the more he wanted to ignore it, the more sensitive his senses were. Junshiling stayed up all night.

Feeling the temperature of the sun, Xia Wanyuan wakes up after a good sleep, but as soon as she realizes it, she realizes it's wrong.