foggy morning light (twilight fandom)

The next day, it was another rainy day.

I just shivered from the cold, and poked the chest muscles of a certain man who was very close to my face.Even through the quilt, I was forced to invade his coldness.

"I think we need to discuss it." Otherwise, sooner or later, he would have been killed by Edward's so-called guardian angel of the night before he died in Victoria or other accidents.

It's getting colder, and I don't think Edward has anything to keep me warm, or that I'm the one getting the heat.

"It's not negotiable. I'm already very sad that I can't protect you in my dream." He clenched his hands tightly, and even the person and the quilt were locked in his arms.

As if just waking up, his head rubbed lightly against my neck.The golden hair rubbed against me so much that I wanted to laugh, and I couldn't help trembling.

"It's not negotiable to be cold, but I can give you an extra layer of quilt."

"..." Could there be more shamelessness? ? ?

"Kick the quilt at night and bite you."

"..." Can I control this after falling asleep? ? ?

I slap... lightly on his face, trying to keep him away from me, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.He didn't move at all, so I had to move myself, trying to get away from him.

It looks like a bug wrapped in a velvet blanket, struggling and wriggling with a strong desire to survive.

"I said, why don't you cooperate and relax a bit?" I couldn't bear it any longer, and I stretched out my fist from under the quilt and shook him.

His golden eyes were extraordinarily gentle under the half-dark light, reflecting my appearance there, my hair was a little messy, and I stared at him angrily.

Different from his pale complexion, his lips are the color of cherry. I think of him lightly picking up those thin lips with a strong kiss.

Every time I wonder if I will be bored in that world, and I don't want to think about how many unseen mysteries and hardships lie behind me.

Edward freed a hand to hook around my chin and pulled me out of the bed.He looked around, stretched out his hand to touch it, then thought about it, and sighed: "You are really thin, you should grow longer."

Those eyes look like pity for an old girl who has to come out to pick up unburned matches in the freezing night, I think I'm going to blow my hair.

"I like it!"

After I finished speaking angrily, I struggled again, this time the movement made a slightly louder sound, but I didn't care about anything else, I just wanted to roll out of bed.

Edward's long arm was caught again, very good, I fixed him in his arms again.

That unique fresh smell entered my nostrils, and I was familiar with him in my mind.

He laughed lowly: "What a coincidence, I like it too."

After squabbling in the morning, after washing up and leaving the guest room, the Karens winked at Edward with a knowing look, bastard, I can explain it, is anyone listening? !

This guy slipped in through the window in the middle of the night last night. He was wearing a nightgown and his hair was slightly damp. It was obvious that he had just taken a shower.When I was dumbfounded, I calmly seemed to be visiting my own home... Wait, this is his home.But it's still my private space, bastard!

Edward still had a sad face, looked up at the dark night where I couldn't see anything, and said, "I just want to guard you, I'm afraid you will be hurt."

Although the words are very touching, but as a good girl who grew up under the red flag of the motherland and grew up for more than [-] years, I answered righteously: "No."

So, Edward threw my notebook on the desk angrily (...actually with a blank face), rolled up the quilt, and I was hugged by this brat for a whole night.The frightening thing is that I fell asleep with a symbolic struggle twice... fell asleep...

I didn't realize the reflex arc until the morning. Shouldn't my reaction be fierce resistance?

Uncle, it's fine for Edward to break into other people's boudoir, and just lie down for the night as if nothing happened.Huh, this made me realize a very important point, am I not attractive at all? ...It actually couldn't arouse any indescribable thoughts in him.

Esme, why are you smiling like you married your son today? Hey!