monopolize her

The white bath towel was loosely tied around, and the shoulders were still stained with water, shining brightly. The little girl was just standing at the door, with a few strands of wet hair hanging on her forehead. Under the light shadow of the bath towel, she was white and tender. The two lower legs of her were exposed, and the shape of her ankle was slender and beautiful.

Baggy bath towels can outline vague curves.

Some places are consistent with the imagination, and some details are different from the imagination.

A faint flame tucked in my heart came out from the loopholes in the line of defense, and blazed brightly into one piece.

Wen Yuran swallowed hard, exhausted all his strength, and turned his head away stiffly.

"Get out." Wen Yuran's voice was hoarse.

Ning An tilted his neck, a drop of water trickled down the side of his neck, and flowed into the mouth of the bath towel.

"You said you'd better not leave me behind." Ning An said in a very low voice, vaguely pitiful.

Wen Yuran's face collapsed stiffly, his eyes were fixed on the lamp on the bedside table, his heartbeat was frighteningly fast, and different colors flew around in his mind, so chaotic that he was almost convinced by the little girl's logic.

"It's different."

"Why is it different... It's so quiet over there, it must be very scary to sleep alone..."

The little girl's voice became softer and softer, word by word pierced into Wen Yuran's heart, like a puddle of glistening sugar water, wanting Wen Yuran to soften and drown in it.

The remaining sanity was worn away a little bit, and the words of refusal got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

That does not work.

No.

No, no, no, no.

Wen Yuran pinched his palm hard with his fingers, only to recover a little bit of reason.

No.

"You go out." Wen Yuran repeated in a hoarse voice, but his confidence was lacking.

"I won't go out." Ning An's eyelashes flickered twice, "...you left me alone in the company, and now..."

Ning An lowered his head, Wen Yuran could only see the pair of thin white shoulders trembling slightly.

The apex of my heart also trembled.

Reason tells Wen Yuran that these are all little girl's tricks, don't do it.

Don't let it go.

Stay away.

do not……

Wen Yuran swallowed hard again, trying to restrain his gaze.

Even though he knew it was a routine, his heart was still soft in a mess.

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Finally, Wen Yuran suppressed his voice and said: "You...you can come and sleep..."

The voice just fell.

Ning An suddenly raised his head, staring straight at Wen Yuran, all the grievances that were difficult to distinguish between true and false disintegrated in an instant, and the suppressed desire surfaced, his eyes were bottomless.

Then, Ning An smiled sweetly.The fair face reflected the clean shoulders and neck like milk, dazzlingly beautiful.

Wen Yuran turned his head away, and said stiffly: "Go and put on your pajamas before you come in."

The little girl paused on the spot for half a second.

"Okay." Ning An said.

Then the little girl really turned and went out.

The bedroom was empty.

Wen Yuran was still holding the book that he hadn't read half a word in his hand, his mind wandered endlessly, his mind was so chaotic.

She tensed her body, clutching the cover of the book with her fingers, and sat there stiffly, not knowing what she was expecting.

"I'm ready."

The door was gently pushed, and it opened wide. Ning An let go of the edge of the door and began to walk towards the bed.

The little girl did change into her pajamas, but the pajamas were unbuttoned three times.

"Don't come here." Wen Yuran said reflexively.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at her.

It seemed that she was puzzled by her contradictory words and deeds.

Wen Yuran licked his lips, adjusted his sitting posture abruptly, and then said: "You...you are not good, we only confirmed the relationship, the relationship is not that deep, I think...I think we should wait until our relationship is in place Then naturally..."

This passage is really pale, and there is no trace of the calm and self-confidence that is inevitable on the negotiating table. Wen Yuran has never felt such a lack of language expression ability.

After listening to this flimsy explanation, the little girl didn't speak, but just looked at her fixedly.

The pupils are dimmed.

As if thinking about something.

This kind of straightforward look added fuel to the mess in his heart, and Wen Yuran could only hear his own flustered heartbeat.

After a long while, Ning An broke the silence and uttered a word, "En."

Waiting for a long time, restraint and depression have become habits, and it doesn't seem to matter if it takes longer.

Then, Ning An turned his back, sat on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes, and gently got into the bed.

Curled up into a ball, with his back to Wen Yuran.

From Wen Yuran's direction, only the black hair on the back of the little girl's head and the slight bulge of the blanket around her could be seen.

Wen Yuran sat there stiffly.

not moving at all.

She didn't know how long she sat there, and her heartbeat finally calmed down when her legs felt a little numb.

The little girl... just fell asleep like this?

Wen Yuran felt a bit of relaxation, and this relaxation was accompanied by a bit of loss, and she didn't know what she was missing.

The sound insulation effect of the windows is excellent, Wen Yuran can't hear any outside sound, and when the little girl moves slightly, Wen Yuran can hear the rubbing sound of the bedding.

Time passed by minute by minute.

All was eerily quiet.

In the silence of the night, the air was cold and still.The sound of his own heartbeat sounded steadily and powerfully in his ears.

This stiff sitting position was not comfortable, Wen Yuran gradually relaxed, and then felt sleepy.

The blush at the base of the ears faded a little bit, and the brain cooled down.

Desire slowly dissipates.

Time to sleep.

Wen Yuran turned off the light of the desk lamp, and the room was completely dark, with a hazy and profound perception. She also got under the quilt, faced the direction of the little girl, and closed her eyes.

Now, there is a person lying beside her.

That person was covered with the same quilt as her.

The mattress at hand sagged slightly, as if a long-term vacant position had been filled, and I felt inexplicably at ease.

Those messy thoughts were all buried in the soil, sank to the ground, leaving no trace, only a little warmth remained in my heart.

She thought that with the little girl beside her, she would not be able to fall asleep.

As a result, she slept soundly that night.