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Chapter 1279 Baby, Did You Hand In Your Paper Today 44
People are just too greedy.

In the past, when you didn't have it, you can do anything.

He can stand not far away and watch, just get a smile from her, and his mind will be filled with excitement.

Once you have it, you can't help but want to have more.

When she found that she could sleep deeply in her breath, she no longer wanted to wake up until dawn in the slightly cold moonlight.

"I've skipped work several times recently, just to take a nap with you."

He raised his eyes, looked at Yan Luo pitifully, then leaned close to Yan Luo's ear, and continued to speak in a low voice, "I brought you breakfast early in the morning, and I miss you all day..."

It seems that it is indeed a bit of hard work.

Yan Luo blinked at him, pinching his neckline unconsciously with her fingertips.

Zhang Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the white and tender hand on his neckline, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips secretly.

"Then why don't you stay here to rest at night...?"

Yan Luo hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Okay." The man agreed without any hesitation.

Promising too quickly seems to be a conspiracy.

Yan Luo squinted at him suspiciously, looked him up and down, and he deliberately leaned over to let Yan Luo see clearly the blue color in his eyes.

Yan Luo withdrew his hand and put the bottle of sleeping pills into his pocket, "This is confiscated, you are not allowed to take it again."

"No."

Seeing Yan Luo's movements, Zhang Yan paused slightly, and subconsciously opened his mouth to refute.

Yan Luo glanced at him, "What? Do you have an opinion?"

"This thing is too dangerous to keep with you."

Saying so, Zhang Yan raised his hand to reach into Yan Luo's pocket, and was slapped.

"You still know that this thing is dangerous."

Saying so, Yan Luo got up from his arms, took a small box from the living room, and locked the bottle of medicine inside.

Immediately afterwards, the key in Yan Luo's hand was taken away, and Zhang Yan walked behind her without knowing when, and threw the key that Yan Luo had just used to lock the box back on the sofa, looking at the key lying on the sofa. It bounced up twice, and then it fell to somewhere with a clatter, and the corner of Zhang Yan's lips hooked slightly.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Yan Luo who was holding a small iron box.

"Are you satisfied?"

"It's okay." Yan Luo blinked, put the box in his hand aside, and glanced at his watch, "Why don't you go back to your house today? Wait to bring some supplies?"

"Would you like to come with me?"

Zhang Yan thought for a while, then looked at her with lowered eyes, "I'll help you move things here tomorrow, and you can move to my side, where the equipment is more complete and more convenient."

In fact, the distance between the two is not very far, but if Zhang Yan came to Yan Luo's place first, and then went back to work, it would indeed be a lot farther away.

Yan Luo didn't hesitate for long, and agreed.

Then a certain person received an amnesty again, and he refused to leave tonight, and hugged Yan Luo to sleep on the bed.

The whole person is not safe, and if he says to sleep in his arms, he will sleep in his arms.

And as he said, he seemed to sleep more peacefully next to her.

Yan Luo who woke up early the next day blinked his eyes at this handsome face that was so close at hand.

He sleeps very peacefully.

He himself is a person with a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, and a little indescribable seriousness and rigidity in his personality.

(End of this chapter)