Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Fu Huai turned his head and saw that in the dim light, Bai Yao had closed her eyes and fell asleep. This was natural. She had been working very hard these days. If he hadn't made trouble, she would have fallen asleep long ago.

Fu Huai's resentment grew bigger and bigger. She slept soundly, but he couldn't sleep at all.

After a long time, he quietly grabbed her hand and put it on his body. Feeling the warmth of her skin, he felt a little better.

The next day, Bai Yao woke up at half past six on time under the influence of her biological clock.

When she opened her eyes, what she saw was the young man's firm and powerful chest. She was stunned for a while, and then she remembered that Fu Huai ran over yesterday.

Slowly, she realized that the thing she was holding didn't feel right.

As soon as Bai Yao moved, the boy hummed with a comfortable and sticky voice. This clean and clear voice almost made her tremble early in the morning.

Fu Huairen hadn't woken up yet, so he wrapped his hands and feet around her body and pressed her into his arms, obviously wanting to pull her to sleep in with him.

Bai Yao kicked him, "Stop pretending!"

After being with him for so long, couldn't she tell if he was pretending to sleep?

Fu Huai pretended to wake up slowly, and opened his eyes vaguely. He said with a smile: "Yao Yao, you have to hold on to others when you sleep at night."

Bai Yao quickly let go of her hand. She pushed him away, got out of bed and washed her hands. When she walked out of the bathroom, most of Fu Huai's body was exposed.

He hugged the quilt with his long white legs holding the quilt. His overly dark eyes were full of charm that ordinary people couldn't resist. He smiled softly. His voice was very seductive, "If it's Yaoyao, , no matter what kind of desire you have, you can vent it on me in any way you want."

He said this as if she could stab him with a knife.

Bai Yao really couldn't see it, "A good person smells like a coward every day."

Fu Huai: "..."

She turned around and went back to the bathroom to wash up.

Fu Huai kicked off the quilt and let out a loud "hum". He was really playing the piano to an ox!

When Bai Yao went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, he heard many people talking about the road down the mountain being blocked by mudslides. The heavy rain that started yesterday has not stopped yet. The mudslides on the mountain washed down a lot of mud and stones, and the road was blocked. It was blocked to death.

Not to mention the hospital employees who cannot go home for a short time, even the few guests who came yesterday can only stay in the hospital for a while.

Because Luo Xiaoyang had said yesterday that traffic might be blocked, Bai Yao was not too surprised when she heard the news, but she had a feeling in her heart that it was indeed the case.

Now, she didn't have to think about how to drive Fu Huai back. Even if she wanted him to leave, he couldn't leave.

Bai Yao ate something casually in the cafeteria, then made a bowl of millet porridge and returned to the dormitory with a meat bun to feed the pampered young man.

Fu Huai was still angry about what happened in the morning. When he saw such simple food, he used some weird words to express his disgust. When he saw Bai Yao raising her hand to slap him on the head, he still behaved. He picked up the lunch box first.

Bai Yao said: "You have to stay in your room for the past few days and you are not allowed to go out. I will bring you food in the morning, noon and evening so that you will not be hungry. If you behave well, I will go to the supermarket after get off work every day." I’ll buy you snacks here.”

Fu Huai smiled arrogantly, "I know, you don't want others to see me, and you don't want me to see others. You want to imprison me."

Bai Yao: "..."

His beautiful eyes were shining with brilliant stars. He glanced at Bai Yao contemptuously and said with satisfaction: "Yao Yao, you are miserable."

Bai Yao: "..."

He took a sip of the porridge gracefully. Such ordinary white rice porridge, he drank it as if he was tasting expensive red wine. He said comfortably: "You really love me miserably, but as long as it's you, it doesn't matter. So in the near future, whether you want to kill me, cut me into pieces, or even eat me... I'm looking forward to it."

He was slapped on the head.

Fu Huai looked at her, anger appearing on his young face, "You hit me again!"

He looks much more normal like this than before when he kept saying "dismemberment".

Bai Yao said: "If you talk nonsense again, I will beat you once."

Fu Huai: "I'm not talking nonsense!"

Bai Yao: "No matter what happens, I can't kill you, let alone cut you into pieces. Don't say such things again, I don't like to hear it."

Fu Huai placed the lunch box heavily on the table and stood up excitedly, "If you don't kill me, how will you prove that you really love me!"

Bai Yao tilted her head, "Why should I kill you to prove that I love you?"

Fu Huai's expression twisted in anger, "Everyone is like this!"

I almost forgot that he has a physique that attracts perverts.

Bai Yao had met someone before who said they loved him while holding a knife to hurt him. Both men and women had these mental illnesses. If she hadn't appeared in time, no one knew what dangerous things would happen in the end.

Bai Yao said calmly, "There are many ways to express love. The methods you mentioned are too extreme and not suitable for me."

Fu Huai was unwilling to give in, "Why?"

He seems to have cognitive problems. If she doesn't treat him like those people, it means she doesn't really love him.

Bai Yao glanced at him, "It's very simple, I don't want to let it go."

Fu Huai looked slightly stunned. After a while, he asked blankly: "What do you mean?"

Bai Yao said rationally: "I must admit that you have a bad temper and a bad personality, which is not lovable at all. Many times I was so angry with you that I wanted to stab you with a knife, but that was just Just think about it.”

After a pause, she continued: "You are so delicate. If I slap you with my hand, you will scream. If I really stab you with a knife, you will definitely cry in pain. When I think of you When I started crying, I thought I might as well forget it.”

After all, she was the one who initiated the relationship with him. She knew from the beginning that he was not a sensible and considerate boyfriend. Now, she herself should be responsible for it.

Fu Huai's eyes were misty and full of incomprehension. He looked at Bai Yao blankly and murmured, "Why would you forget about it if you think of me crying?"

Bai Yao supported her chin with one hand and said lazily: "Because I feel bad."

Of course, it can also be said that it is too troublesome to coax.

Bai Yao looked at the dazed boy, stretched out her hand and pulled him to sit on the chair. She placed the porridge in front of him and put the spoon into his hand, "Eat quickly, it will get cold later."

Fu Huai was like a puppet who had lost the ability to think. He did whatever she said. He lowered his head, held the spoon and put the millet porridge into his mouth one by one.

His hair is a bit long, and the white strands hang down, covering most of his eyes.

Bai Yao took off a light pink hairpin from his head, pulled up the hair on his forehead and pinned it to one side. He raised his eyes and looked at her.

The boy is already pretty, and sometimes more squeamish than girls. The pink hairpin on his white hair does not look out of place. On the contrary, it is because of his silly and silly look now that the exquisite little hairpin makes him more and more decorated. Became a stupid beauty.

so cute.

Bai Yao's eyes were bright. She seemed to have discovered something special about herself. She couldn't help holding his face and kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips.

Fu Huai dropped the spoon in his hand, pressed the back of her head, pressed her closer to him, opened his mouth slightly, and turned a simple kiss into a deep kiss where each other's breaths blended.

Bai Yao thought that there seemed to be too much sugar in the millet porridge made for him this time, and it was a bit too sweet.