Like a female bandit.

"Thank you for your help today. What do you want? Make a price Gu Ting said in a deep voice.

"You."

When Gu Ting heard this, his face became stiff and his voice was choked. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Qiao Yanran looked at his face and looked at it with some unnatural expression. He observed it with great interest for a while and said with a smile: "your condition needs to continue to be observed. In the last two days, I live with you."

She said, looked around the room, and finally fell on the bed in front of her, "tonight, I'll sleep in this bed."

There is only one bed in the room, and the rest is a set of sofas.

Qiao Yanran doesn't want to go to sleep on the sofa. She'll be wronged tonight and sleep on a bed with him.

Small regiment son hears her abdomen Fei, can't help but roll a big white eye.

What's wrong with sleeping in the same bed with their Lord God? Ah?! This damned fox spirit dares to despise their Lord God. How unreasonable!

"No way!"

The firm way to open his mouth.

He is ill, and now he is very weak. He is not the rival of the female bandit in front of him at all! If you sleep with her at night, the bandit will be in danger.

If he had not needed her because of his illness, he would have banished the female bandit.

Hard, he's too hard.

"Then you sleep on the sofa. I'll take over the bed."

Qiao Yanran said, left hand force, easy to break away from his imprisonment.

"Both the east room and the west room can sleep. Why don't you just choose one?" Gu Ting is a little impatient. Why does she just stare at this room?

Qiao Yan Ran sits on the bed, like an old monk, motionless.

"Well, if you don't go, I'll go!" Gu Ting glared at her fiercely. He stood up in anger, holding his bedding, and was about to walk to the east wing.

Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand and clasped his wrist. "You can sleep on the sofa in this room. If anything happens at night, I'll take care of you."

Then she got up and went to wash.

Qiao Yanran finished washing and saw that Gu Ting had already laid down on the sofa.

He is one meter seven or eight, nestled on the sofa, and seems to be a bit subdued. Maybe he is so pitiful for a moment. Qiao Yanran sighed: "go to bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Gu Ting was so moved when he heard these words.

No, the bed was his. She forcibly occupied it. What moved him?

Gu Ting didn't refuse either. He went back to the bed with the quilt in his arms.

Xiaoyuwan heard her words, some incredible, this sentence, not like Qiao Yanran this fox can say.

I'm sorry, Joe Yanran!

Small fish ball thought of here, in the heart rose a little vigilant, but Qiao Yanran's action is not out of the ordinary, found a clean quilt, nest on the sofa.

The room lights went out, and there was silence all around. In the dark, there were only two people breathing.

Gu Ting's breathing sound is very characteristic. He lacks Qi and blood, and his breathing is very short. Qiao Yanran's breathing is relatively long.

After a while.

Qiao Yanran rolled up the quilt, came to the bedside, lay on the other side of the bed, stretched comfortably, and went to sleep.

Xiaoyu Wan 】Sure enough, this fox spirit can't sleep on the sofa honestly.