I'm going to raise my head again today

Chapter 223 The Beautiful Emperor's Female Snitch Bride (47)

I don't know when Zhao Mingying woke up, maybe he just woke up, or maybe he woke up for a long time.

The other party didn't move, and Luo Lan didn't dare to move either.

The other party didn't speak, and Luo Lan didn't dare to make a sound.

She was afraid that if she moved, the other party would make some unexpected moves.

She didn't know how she died like that.

Zhao Mingying suddenly hugged the quilt and sat up.

Luo Lan was so frightened that he immediately took a step back.

With a horrified expression: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Mingying got off the bed barefoot, then stood in the middle of the room and looked at her.

Luo Lan broke out in a cold sweat.

This late at night, I didn’t sleep. I was wearing a white pajamas, standing in the middle of the room, looking at her quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes. If I didn’t know, I would be frightened to death sooner or later. Even now, no matter how I look at it, I feel horrible. ah.

Even if the other party is a rare beauty in the world.

Luo Lan turned to the other side of the table, staring at Zhao Mingying warily, always watching his every move, as long as he walked over, she would definitely jump out of the window!

But Zhao Mingying did not act for a long time.

Luo Lan finally realized that Zhao Mingying was still awake at this moment.

The heart that hung on Lao Gao finally relaxed, Luo Lan took two steps forward, and sat down on the chair in front of the table: "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Mingying slowly rolled her eyes, then pointed to the bed, then pointed to Luo Lan.

Luo Lan was stunned for a moment, then realized that he wanted to sleep on the bed.

"I sleep on the bed?" Luo Lan pointed to the bed, and then asked, "What about you?"

Just after asking, Luo Lan suddenly had a bad feeling.She felt afraid to ask the question.

The answer is definitely not what you want.

really.

Zhao Mingying pointed to the bed again.

Luo Lan: "."

This time she didn't even have the urge to roll her eyes.

Reasoning with people with strange brain circuits is equivalent to talking to chickens and ducks, and it is a waste of words.

"I don't want to sleep, just sit here." Luo Lan said, "Go back to sleep."

Zhao Mingying was indifferent.

Luo Lan was instantly angry.

I let myself out of the bed and let it air out for quite a while, now that I have tossed and tossed to the point where I am almost too ugly, I am already extremely tired, some people just don’t know what is good and bad, they just put a good big bed and don’t sleep, but they want to stand in the middle of the room and fuck her stare.

Isn't this a waste of her bed? !

"Are you going to sleep or not?" Luo Lan stared, with a strong smell, "If you don't sleep, get out and give me the bed!"

Zhao Mingying understood, he walked back to the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, still looking at Luo Lan.

This time, Luo Lan didn't even lose her temper.

This is probably her nemesis, right?
You don't want to make her feel better, so you come to torment her?
Luo Lan has seen what it means to be helpless, and ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart, wanting to pick up the 40-meter machete to chop people.

"Okay, okay, I'll give in to you. I won't give in to the old lady crossing the road, so I will give in to you, you win." Luo Lan accepted her fate, "You can do whatever you want."

Luo Lan yawned: "I'm sleepy, sleep for a while, don't wake me up."

Luo Lan went to the bed and hugged a quilt, Zhao Mingying knew it too, and when she saw Luo Lan approaching, she turned sideways to give way, Luo Lan didn't think so much, hugged the quilt and left.

She spread the quilt on the table and used another to cover it.

Zhao Mingying sat on the bed and watched Luo Lan busy to and fro.

Luo Lan didn't bother to pay attention to him, spread out the quilt, spread it on the table, covered her head and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)