Chapter 920

"This is my room." Song Mian corrected, "when I was in China, I spent more time in this room than at home."

Of course, it was before he met Yunxiang. After he met Yunxiang, he moved to Yunxiang upstairs.

"I thought you didn't come often..." Yun thought it was too new. There was no breath or trace of people.

"Just rest here." Most are for experiments, to take care of some special patients.

I only come here to rest when I'm very sleepy, so I use the bed. Other things are rarely touched, so it looks like a new house.

Yun thought about it and looked at it carefully. Nothing had changed except the temporary extra hospital bed she was lying in.

Yun thought about sitting on Song Mian's hospital bed: "do you sleep on the sofa?"

Song Mian's lips were slightly raised, and the light from the bottom of his eyes was frightening. He came directly, picked up the cloud, and then squeezed her to lie down: "although the bed is not big enough, two people can still hold it."

With that, he pulled down the guardrails on both sides. This bed is almost the same as the hospital bed, which is probably wider than the ordinary hospital bed. It should take into account the comfort of people who rest, but the width of this point is more. Even if the cloud wants to be slim and squeeze down song Mian, it is a little narrow and can't be moved at all.

Pulling up the guardrails on both sides makes it more crowded. Yun thinks he is locked by song Mian's iron arms. He feels like a sandwich biscuit. He can't help poking him with his elbow: "who sleeps in so many clothes? It's too crowded. Don't join you!"

And before she washed, how clean and soft the sheets and quilt covers were, they rolled around in their clothes.

Angry cloud think, just want to hit people!

She is not a very clean person, but for the bed, she must wear pajamas to roll at will. She hates wearing daily clothes, especially when she runs outside and is contaminated with bacteria and dust!

"I, ah, is a long cherished wish for many years. I can't bear to be excited." Song Mian loosened the cloud and thought.

Long cherished wish for many years

She came here twice with song Mian. He told her that he wanted to hold her in his bed three years ago!

Cloud was angry and angry. He stabbed song Mian with his elbow: "beast!"

With that, Yun thought about it and ran to the bathroom. He lay on the washstand and patted her hot cheek with cold water.

She was only seventeen!

However, he thought that they had a brief glimpse in Xiangjiang. At that time, he estimated that she was a girl of Xiangjiang's family. Xiangjiang was 16 years old and could marry if his guardian agreed.

In this way, he was not too evil at that time.

After all, although they have not been less intimate in recent years, he has never been impatient and disrespectful to her.

When she thought about it like this, her shame disappeared. When she saw that there was a new unopened toothbrush, toothpaste and towel on the washstand, she directly used it. She drove here from home for more than an hour. There was no need to toss back. Look at Song Mian's meaning, she would rest here for a night and see the results tomorrow morning.

After Yun thought about washing, song Mian knocked on the door and handed her a set of sick clothes: "it's the one you were wearing."

Originally, Yunxiang was wearing brand-new clothes. After Yunxiang left, he ordered people to wash it and put it away after sterilization. In addition to ensuring that it was clean and washed twice a year, it was always put in this room.

Cloud thought it was sweet. Then she changed in the bathroom. She was still not used to sleeping in formal clothes, even close to her body.

When she came out, she saw a blanket and a pillow on the sofa and a sound in the bathroom next door.

The corners of her lips rose. Yun thought about directly occupying the bed and quickly drilled into the quilt. She didn't know whether it was a psychological effect. She always felt the breath of song Mian in the bed. She couldn't help burying her face in the pillow and took a hard breath.

Song Mian came out soon. He was very good. He lay down directly on the sofa and put the blanket on his body.

The sofa is just opposite to Yun Xiang. When Yun Xiang thinks about it, he sees the tall song Mian lying on the sofa. He feels that the sofa doesn't seem to have his body money. Will it be uncomfortable.

And the blanket looks very thin. It's still a little cold now. Will you catch a cold?

"Would you like me to give you a quilt?" Cloud thought and couldn't help reminding.

In the place where the cloud can't see, song Mian's lips unconsciously rise. In the dark, his black and purple eyes are very like a fox in the dark, bright and a little dazzling and full of cunning.

He won't tell his little wife that the intelligent constant temperature design of the house: "the quilt is too thick."

The space is narrow. What does a quilt look like?

If you fall down in a large area, you may fall to the ground after sleeping in the middle of the night, but it is easy to catch a cold.

Yun thought about it and responded. She simply closed her eyes and bit her teeth to be cruel.

However, I couldn't sleep. Even if I turned my back to song Mian, I couldn't sleep.

Finally, I struggled for a long time. I didn't have the same bed. Why are you so pretentious!

Yun thought and sat up impatiently: "bed, divide you in half."

Then he lay down again and leaned against the guardrail at his right hand, freeing up three fifths of the space.

Song Mian certainly wouldn't refuse such a good welfare. He smiled a few times, got up decisively, and lay where he wanted to lie. Then, very consciously pull the quilt.

"Don't push an inch, bring the blanket!" Yun's hand pressed the quilt.

"The space is small and there are too many piles. I'm afraid you're hot." Where is the strength of song Mian? If you think you can resist, open it directly and squeeze in.

Afraid of her heat

The fiery chest leaned over. Yun thought that song mianben was a stove. Where did the quilt have his temperature?

But so close together, the cloud didn't dare to say anything or move.

Fortunately, song Mian didn't make trouble for her, so he stretched out his hands and took her into his arms, and gave a satisfied sigh behind her: "in those years, he really wanted to take you into his arms like this."

Cloud couldn't help but think about it. The corners of his lips rose, but he didn't speak. Instead, he closed his eyes at ease.

At that time, she never thought that she would have such entanglement with song Mian. At that time, she was really afraid that a big man like song Mian would think that she would entangle him with kindness and revenge.

At the same time, she was also afraid of having anything to do with such people, disrupting the peace of her life.

Now I'm thinking about my original worries. I can't help feeling how naive I am.

Song Mian not only did not disturb her peace, but also brought her infinite peace of mind.

She couldn't help sighing that fate was so wonderful.