The Yin-Yang Tunes of Transmigrating Books

"Isn't it the same to leave here before resting?" Heng Mei frowned, looking at An Xiaosui who was supporting Han Jing rather puzzled.

"The most dangerous place is often the safest place. It's getting late now. Instead of sleeping outside and exposing the target, it's better to stay here as soon as you come. You can rest here for a night, and it's not too late to start the next morning. "What An Xiaosui said was so reasonable that it was impossible to refute it.

"Miss An's words are not unreasonable, why don't we rest in the house for a night before going down the mountain." Liu Feng thought for a moment, and felt that An Xiaosui's proposal was also worthwhile, considering the current situation of Chi Ling and Han Jing Physical condition, finally agreed with An Xiaosui's opinion.

"..." Heng Mei turned around and took a deep look at An Xiaosui's hand supporting Han Jing. opinion, and went back to the house together.

There are four women and one man in the group, and the rooms are allocated reasonably.As the only male in the team, Liu Feng lived in the room where Chong Guang used to live.

Naturally, Han Jing shares a room with Chi Ling, so Han Jing's room is naturally vacant for Heng Mei and An Xiaosui to sleep together.

But when it was time to go back to their rooms, something happened between An Xiaosui and Heng Mei.

"Xiao Jing, is there any spare room here?" An Xiaosui stopped in her tracks, turned around and asked Han Jing.

When she came back, Han Jing recovered after a short rest, and since Chi Ling's mood was not stable, she let her hold her hand all the time.

"Except for the three bedrooms, there is really no other room to sleep in." Han Jing answered An Xiaosui's question rather embarrassedly.

As someone who has been there, Han Jing can naturally see the delicate relationship between Heng Mei and An Xiaosui, but it is difficult for an upright official to break up housework, not to mention that the relationship between the two seems to be more than just this, so she still chose Don't point them out.

"Okay, why are you looking for another room?" Heng Mei frowned even more, and there was an anger in her heart that she didn't even know why.

"Don't you like sharing a bed with outsiders?" An Xiaosui remembered very clearly that Heng Mei didn't like sharing a bed with others.

I think when she just passed through the door of Hengmei's cave, Hengmei tied her up and threw her in the corner for a night. If it wasn't for the hot summer, she would have caught a cold if she didn't freeze to death. .

Later, Hengmei seemed to add a small bed to An Xiaosui's room in order to better enjoy An Xiaosui's blood.

Then, An Xiaosui was forced to sneak into Yanlang Villa to find out the whereabouts of Yang Ziyu, and she left the bed unused.

Not long ago, she finally went back to the cave with Heng Mei, but in order to keep the plot going, An Xiaosui had to say goodbye to her bed again.

Now they are faced with the danger of living in the same room and sleeping in the same bed.Coupled with the ambiguous emotions in his heart, An Xiaosui decisively asked to find another place to live.

As a result, it was rejected as expected.Then, An Xiaosui rejected Heng Mei's kindness and rejected her invitation to live with her.

"..." Heng Mei was blocked by An Xiaosui's words for a moment, she had nothing to say, she snorted coldly and walked to her room without even looking at the ignorant An Xiaosui.

"This..." Chi Ling looked at Heng Mei who was drifting away, and then at the stubborn guy in front of her, speechless for a while.

"I don't know if you have a woodshed here. If you don't mind, can you let me stay in the woodshed for a night?" Fortunately, An Xiaosui offered a suggestion. She remembered that she wrote in the novel that although the woodshed is small, , and is in the corner that is most likely to be ignored by others, but will still be cleaned up spotlessly by the heroine Chi Ling.

"Yes, yes, but do you really think about sharing a room with Ms. Heng?" Han Jing persuasively said, she really hoped that her companion could also find her own happiness.

"Don't think about it anymore, I've already decided to go there." An Xiaosui shook her head stubbornly, cutting off all her escape routes.

"Okay then, do you need me to help you?" Han Jing thought about it and was still not at ease, so she asked An Xiaosui again.

"No need, you just need to tell me the general direction." An Xiaosui waved her hand, not paying attention to the reason why Han Jing asked her repeatedly.

Seeing that An Xiaosui was so stubborn, Han Jing stopped persuading her, pointed out the direction for her, and let her go.

As the saying goes, good advice is good for the ears, but An Xiaosui's stubborn opinion has led to her current tragedy.

When An Xiaosui faced the dusty firewood room alone, she really wanted to cry but had no tears in her heart.

She is the author, and she can know all the plots that have happened but not happened in advance, but she alone missed the time.

Han Jing and Chi Ling have always cleaned the house, but they haven't been back for a long time.

This meant that no one had cleaned the woodshed for as long as they had been away, and the dust accumulated on the ground was obviously not suitable for An Xiaosui to sleep in.

"...So tonight is still unavoidable the fate of sleeping on the street?" An Xiaosui folded her arms in a lonely way, and forced herself to fall asleep with her head lowered against the wall in resignation.

Just when An Xiaosui was in a drowsy state, a gentle female voice sounded, "It's cold on the ground, follow me back to the room to sleep."

In a daze, An Xiaosui only vaguely felt that a woman with body fragrance gently helped her up, led her through corridors and finally stopped in front of a room door.

"Why do you have such a stubborn temper? Would you rather endure hardships than give in to me? You...you still take advantage of me..."

Heng Mei angrily buried An Xiaosui, and her voice dropped significantly after she spoke, a rare shy expression appeared on her charming face, she supported An Xiaosui's swaying body with one hand, and pushed open the door with the other.

Thinking that the ground where An Xiaosui was sitting just now was really not that clean, Heng Mei, who was a little cleanliness, just frowned slightly, and flicked her fingers lightly in front of An Xiaosui's skirt.

Soon An Xiaosui fell on the bed motionless like a shelled shrimp.

"Well, it really is much more pleasing to the eye when you are asleep." Heng Mei nodded with satisfaction, then took off her outer shirt neatly and sat on the side of the bed.

Seeing An Xiaosui unconsciously sticking out her tender tongue to lick her lips when she fell asleep, Heng Mei smiled and frowned.

Heng Mei stared at An Xiaosui's peaceful sleeping face for an unknown amount of time, and after some thought, she still put her finger on An Xiaosui's lips.

The warm breath sprayed on the fingers, and the fingertips touched a piece of tenderness. Heng Mei's heart skipped a beat, and then she retracted her fingers in embarrassment as if she was being burned.

Putting the fingertip that touched An Xiao's broken lips flat in front of her, Heng Mei stared at it for a while, and then smiled like a cat stealing sex after a while.

The fingertip that touched An Xiaosha's lips was now covering Hengmei's lips.

In this way, does it mean that I also took advantage of you?As for your performance tomorrow, I will wait and see.

With a smirk, Heng Mei hugged the stripped naked An Xiaosui into her arms, covered her head with a quilt, and prepared to fall asleep.

But his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the two women he had seen in the hall before.

At that time, Heng Mei left An Xiaosui in a fit of anger, and went back to the room alone, sitting by the empty bed and contradicting herself for a long time.

It's been a long time since Hengmei has felt this restless feeling. It seems that since Mo Ye left her world, she has never been worried about anyone, sad or troubled, except for An Xiaosui.

An Xiaosui, a person who suddenly broke into her life like stagnant water.

A guy who is timid and afraid of death, but will go through life and death for his friends, without any complaints.

Then when did Hengmei start caring about An Xiaosui?

Heng Mei couldn't remember, she only knew that she would be angry because An Xiaosui cared about Song Yuhuan, would be angry because she disobeyed her orders, and would be inexplicably depressed because her relationship with others got a little closer.

I like to see how aggrieved she is when she is threatened by me, who dares not to speak out, like to see her angry when she is teased by him, like to see her slightly raised eyebrows when she eats delicious food...

Too much anger and liking, it turned out that An Xiaosui had already occupied a very special place in her heart before she knew it.

"Chai Fang, go in this direction." Han Jing took Chi Ling back to the room, and seeing Heng Mei hovering at the door, she couldn't help kindly reminding her.

"Who's worried about her? I'm not worried about her! No, I..." Heng Mei showed a slightly embarrassed smile at Han Jing after being told what was on her mind.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, go quickly, it's cold at night." Han Jing accepted Heng Mei's thanks frankly, waved to her with a smile, and brought Chi Ling back to the room together.

Under the guidance of Han Jing, Heng Mei found An Xiaosui who was curled up in the corner of the wall, eyes closed and drowsy.

An Xiaosui didn't enter the woodshed, she sat down by the corner, her thin torso shrunk into a small ball.

"Get up, go back to the room with me to sleep." Heng Mei squatted down angrily, stretched out her hand and pushed An Xiaosha's shoulder.

"..." An Xiaosui fell into a drowsy sleep, her body was tottering under Heng Mei's push, but her eyelids were still slumped together, unwilling to open.

"Get up quickly!" Heng Mei urged a little impatiently, and increased the strength of her hands.

An Xiaosui only felt that she was sitting in a small boat, drifting with the current, and a huge wave rushed towards her. She couldn't avoid it, so she had to wave her hands and try to grab something to stabilize her body.

In the haze, An Xiaosui seemed to have grasped a piece of softness. She squeezed it curiously, and then rushed over to hug her with a sweet fragrance.