Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Although the west wing room is large in size, it is not like adding an extra couch to the main house at dusk, as there is only one bed in the room.

He Yan glanced around, her eyes fell on the big bed in the back of the room, her footsteps were a little hesitant, she didn't look like Shi Ran who had read all the flowers before.

Unexpectedly, his wrist tightened, and he was pulled towards the big bed.

He Yan pulled Hang Che with her backhand with an "hey", and Hang Che said solemnly: "There is only one bed, we will sleep together today."

He Yan's throat clenched tightly, and she found out that she was looking forward to it with great self-disgust.

Thinking that he would listen to Hang Che after he just promised, he didn't have too much pretense, so he stopped hesitating and walked towards the big bed together.

Such a scene is very strange, so I have to say something to ease the atmosphere, He Yan said: "Which room did you choose to enter when you stopped in the yard just now? Why did you choose this one?"

Hang Che: "The one opposite is where Lin Yuanzun used to live."

He Yan: "What about this room?"

Hang Che: "Empty Tiger lived for a while."

He Yan understands that the Hang family strictly abides by the etiquette of seniority and inferiority. Before Hang Che was granted the honor, he kept the etiquette and did not enter the house of Lin Yuanzun before, but chose this house that the assistant king could live in.

He Yan asked suspiciously: "The people you mentioned are all from the previous two generations, so it won't be that no one has lived here for decades?"

Hang Che: "When one statue and one king were trapped on Lian Tomb Island, my father was still young and was raised by Chun Xinjun in the academy. My father left early and never lived in another garden."

He Yan: "In other words, no one has lived in this other garden for decades!"

Hang Che: "After the incident, my master will bring someone to clean it regularly."

He Yan was about to ask why Zhuo Yujun had to do it himself, but Hang Che had already continued: "Bieyuan's prohibition can't be broken by anyone with a cultivation level below the Hang Family Golden Core."

He Yan wondered: "I don't think this restriction is like your Hang family's method."

In just a few words, he had already walked to the bed, and Hang Che looked uprightly at He Yan, who was also unambiguous, and met Hang Che's gaze provocatively, took off his coat, and spread his arms and legs on the bed.

Two men sleep, who sleeps inside and who sleeps outside is a problem, the inside position will have a feeling of weakness and needs to be taken care of, so He Yan deliberately leans to the outside, leaving an empty seat inside.

Hang Che slowly took off his coat, but instead of going to bed, he sat down next to the edge of the bed and sat silently for a while, as if he had made up his mind, before turning his head to look at He Yan.

The candles in front of the bed illuminated Hang Che's side face surprisingly softly. He lowered his head and stared at He Yan, his eyes were deep and slightly shining, and said softly: "Yan'er."

He Yan's whole body went numb from being called, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason, she turned her face away in embarrassment.

With just one move, he lost his position and was pushed up by Hang Che from the outside of the bed.