The ostrich with its head raised its head again, and confessed to Mu Heng: "I don't actually want to watch any movies, I just want to sleep with you."

Mu Heng was even more shameless.

When he heard this sentence, his joy was beyond words, and he immediately asked: "What position do you want to use? On my bed or yours?"

"Our bed."

Ke Han got up and walked to the head of the bed, pushing one of the beds in the direction of the other single bed.

Mu Heng was stunned for a second, and then came over to help him.

He didn't use his hands, so he simply squatted down and used the strength of his waist and abdomen to help push the bed.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Ke Han: "How can you be so delicate?"

Mu Heng: "Everywhere."

"Especially some places that have to be in contact with me at a negative distance."

Ke Han: "..."

He didn't dare to talk to Mu Heng anymore.

He was afraid that he would really be pulled out of the fire.

The moonlight outside the window was not bad. After putting the two beds together, Ke Han went over and opened a small piece of curtain.

The white moonlight came in, on this night that was just about to move.

But they still didn't do anything, just lay on the same bed, covered the same quilt, cuddled each other and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Pure as a dream.

Only occasionally...Mu Heng would unconsciously reach out his hand in Ke Han's direction, as if he wanted to hold him in his arms.

But Mu Heng's physical condition did not allow him to do such a thing.

Ke Han woke up in a haze, and stretched out his hand to hug Mu Heng's back.

He subconsciously hummed to Mu Heng the country tune that Ms. Ke had read to him in the cradle a long time ago, and the wind sound was the same as before.

The soft Nanyin flows slowly in the world, and flows into the distance.

The author has something to say: [Thanks little angel, it has been corrected. 】

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