Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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A man who spent a night in the room of his eldest brother, Ning Xu would never have any entanglements with Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo blinked: "Is that all?"

"I thought you were reluctant to be separated from me and wanted to share a bed with me."

His face was flushed with the smell of alcohol, showing some charm under the cold light.

What's even more exaggerated is that those steamy eyes are looking at Ning Shen with a desire to refuse or welcome, as if he only needs to hook his hands, and the beautiful and delicious person in front of him will become his dinner.

Ning Shen just watched this scene coldly, not moving a bit.

He tore off the tie around his neck and threw it aside, and went straight into the bedroom: "Don't think about it, you sleep on the floor today."

Xie Zhuo: "..."

All right, he overestimated this man.

In the early hours of the morning, Xie Zhuo fell asleep soundly on the ground, but he didn't know that the person on the bed fell into insomnia due to the intrusion of strangers.

Listening to the even breathing sound under the bed, Ning Shen deeply regretted it.

He should have prepared a guest room for Xie Zhuo instead of torturing himself in this way.

Ning Shen rested his arms on his eyes, forcing himself to fall asleep.

Suddenly, the rustling sound on the ground caught his attention.

Adapted to the darkness, his eyes turned sideways, and he saw Xie Zhuo lazily getting up from the ground and entering the bathroom.

After a sound of water, the man came out of the bathroom unsteadily, then threw himself on his bed, and even swept away his quilt in a familiar way.

Ning Shen: "?"

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether Xie Zhuo was doing it on purpose or not.

"Xie Zhuo?" He squinted his eyes and called Xie Zhuo's name in a deep voice.

Under the influence of alcohol, Xie Zhuo was not so clear-headed, and hearing this voice was just filtered out as noise.

When one hand touched his arm, Xie Zhuo used the other hand to restrain the hand that disturbed the dream, rolled into the arms of the owner of the hand, and whispered: "Don't make trouble."

He's so sleepy, he doesn't have time to mess with this guy?

In just one sentence of waking time, he fell asleep again.

Ning Shen looked down at the unconscious guy sleeping in his arms with an unpredictable expression, and his heart was about to move.

Just around the corner to kick him down.

He had never slept with a stranger in his bed.

Xie Zhuo, you are so bold.

Ning Shen's expression became more and more ugly, but the sleeping person buried his face in his chest more and more attached, breathing evenly.

In that even breathing, Ning Shen actually noticed a bit of drowsiness.

He thought for a while, gave up the plan to drive the intruder out of bed, and closed his eyes.

In less than a moment, there was no other noise in the room.

And the posture of the two people also inadvertently became close to each other in their sleep, like mandarin ducks crossing their necks until dawn.

The next morning, Xie Zhuo woke up first.

Because when he tried to move his legs, he found himself shackled.

The muscles of the two long legs that restrained him were tangled, leaving no room for him to struggle.

Noticing the indecent sleeping position of the two with their limbs intertwined, Xie Zhuo fell silent.

Should he expect that it was Ning Shen who saw him sleeping on the ground in the middle of the night and couldn't bear to hug him to bed?

But the flashing picture in his mind told him that was not the case.

Even this person tried to drive him away...

Xie Zhuo stroked his forehead: "Qi Ling, I'm afraid I will be kicked out."

This guy already had a big opinion of him, plus he was put into bed...