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She moved little by little, and just when she was about to get out of his hands, he hugged Lan Le back tightly with both hands. Xuanyuan Che opened his black eyes, and his eyes were still tired.

Where are you going? he said hoarsely.

Ah! Lan Le covered his heart next time: I, I'm not going anywhere.

Seeing her scared and shy expression, Xuanyuan Che's mouth curved up: Ha...so it turns out that a crazy girl like you can also be shy?

His black eyes were very sharp, staring at her face...

Lan Le: Don't look at me like this. I...I...I'll be embarrassed.

Lele, don't you think it's too late for you to be embarrassed now? And when have you ever been embarrassed in front of me? He said helplessly.

Because, because now is special?

Then last night, no... His fingers caressed her slowly...

Lan Le was afraid.

Hearing her cry out for discomfort, he retracted his hand with restraint: I hurt you.

Nestling in his arms: Stop talking. Can we get up?

Xuanyuan Che got up first. Lan Le looked around, but couldn't find her clothes, and frowned: That, my...my...

downstairs.

Ah? Lan Le's eyes widened. Do you want her to run from upstairs to downstairs to get dressed like this?

Xuanyuan Che put on one casually: Want to go down?

Lan Le shook her head immediately, but then nodded: Yeah. She couldn't stay with Brother Che for the rest of her life! Sooner or later it has to go down.

Xuanyuan Che leaned down and took her out of the quilt. Her skin was as tender as a newborn baby, and he picked her up.

Brother Che, what are you doing?

Should I carry you downstairs, or do you want to go down by yourself?

Lan Le lowered her head and said non-no, You hold me. She would rather be held by him like this.

Xuanyuan Che raised his eyebrows and walked downstairs with her in his arms...

From time to time, he would look at her out of the corner of his eye, and his expression of discomfort was so real.

The journey from upstairs to downstairs seems to be very long...

Finally arriving at the sofa, she saw her clothes scattered all over the floor, and she couldn't help sweating on her forehead. Last night, it seemed that she was really crazy.

Xuanyuan Che put her back on the sofa, and Lan Le suddenly raised his eyes: Brother Che.

Girl, what are you doing?

I...am I still a girl? Brother Che, in your heart, am I still a girl? This is something Lan Le cares about very much. Even after the night together, there is indeed a scar left on her In the heart.

Xuanyuan Che also sat on the sofa, hugged the woman in front of him, lifted up her seaweed-like hair, and whispered softly in her ear: You are still the girl in my heart.

Lan Le's heart suddenly went cold. She didn't want to be a girl movie at all.

Xuanyuan Che blew a breath of warm air into her ear: Although she is a girl, she is still my Xuanyuan Che's woman.

That sentence flowed into Lan Le's heart like a warm current, and also made her heart feel warm: Brother Che, can you say it again.

He couldn't get enough of that sentence. He wanted to hear her say it in his ears many times, many times without getting tired of it.

Say? How about taking practical actions? A smile appeared on Xuanyuan Che's lips.

Huh? How to use it? Let the news reporters take pictures? Lan Le looked at him curiously, what kind of actual action is he going to take?

Lele, let me tell you what practical action means.

In broad daylight, everything he did was so clear that it made people want to hide under the sofa in shame.

Lele? he asked hoarsely.

Lan Le pursed her lips, how could she be embarrassed to answer this question.

He raised his eyes and looked into her crystal glass eyes.

Lan Le curled up. What did it feel like? Was it an itchy and uncomfortable feeling?

He had tried hard to restrain himself, but he could not overcome this life-threatening grinder.

Will it be uncomfortable? he asked hoarsely.

Lan Le nodded, then shook his head.

What does nodding and shaking your head mean? Xuanyuan Che asked.

A little bit, but...but...

Then let's try it first. He said slowly, unable to hold back the depression in his voice.

Try? How to try? She opened her eyes in confusion.

Her voice became urgent.

While the atmosphere was surrounding, the cell phone's ringtone rang. This lovely ringtone did not come from Xuanyuan Che's cell phone, but from Lan Le's.