You are the most sultry [entertainment circle]

After a long standby time, Wen Mi's sleepy bug disappeared without a trace, closed the script with a "snap", and buried herself awkwardly on the sofa, her eyes wandering in vain.

"I...I...I...wasn't watching...watching...that..."

"Ah."

"...I really didn't see it?"

"Ah."

"...I was a little sleepy just now, so I flipped through a few pages..." Wen Mi gave up struggling and waited for Su Mu to say the monosyllable "um" for the third time, but she didn't expect to wait for a while.

Su Mu lowered his eyebrows, his handsome face was a little heavy, and he grasped the key words in her words, "Why don't you go to bed when you're sleepy?"

Wen Mi shrank her shoulders, sank into the sofa, and said sullenly: "I'll go right away, I'll go right away."

Su Mu didn't move. The tall figure enveloped Wen Mi. Wen Mi held her breath on the sofa for a while, then she blushed and dropped the script and walked towards the big bed.

Feeling under the quilt, there was no pillow to cover, Wen Mi turned over twice in discomfort, until Su Mu stood at the bedside and turned off the overhead light, and pulled the quilt up, Wen Mi lay down with her arms and legs tucked up.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Mi noticed that Su Mu's breathing was gradually calming down, and her tense hands and feet were moving, turning over and over again.

Although the movement was slight, Su Mu woke up under the same quilt, her breathing became heavier, and the next second she called her name in a low tone, "Wen Mi."

Wen Mi froze in shock, "Did you wake up?"

The bedroom was too quiet, and it took a long time to hear Su Mu sigh and answer her, "I haven't fallen asleep."

"Ah? Why, why?" Wen Mi grabbed the quilt.

"Can you sleep well?" Su Mu asked without answering, his voice two pitches lower than usual.

"……can."

Su Mu fell silent, and Wen Mi quietly turned her head to look at Su Mu's side. There was only sporadic light in the room, and it was very dim. She could only vaguely look at Su Mu's side face. Standing tall.

Wen Mi didn't ask, she turned her back to Su Mu and quietly took out her phone.

I can't sleep for a long night, so I have to find someone to pass the time.

Turning the screen to the darkest like a guilty conscience, Wen Mi clicked on Bei Wan's chat interface,

Warm water cooking: Wanwan, I can't sleep.

The message flashes back.

Give me a bowl: lonely young woman?Find your best friend!

Warm water cooking: ...be serious! ! ! ! !

Give me a bowl: Seriously, tell me, why insomnia?

Wen Mi changed her posture, put her fingers on the keyboard and typed in the whole thing from beginning to end. After the sending was successful, the chat interface kept showing that Yu Beiwan was typing.

Waiting patiently, in 2 minutes, Yu Beiwan's news came,

Give me a bowl: just a pillow thing! ! !

Give me a bowl: I gave up talking about cooperation with others, but you just messed with me to disturb me!

Give me a bowl: Mier, the three years of friendship have come to an end, don’t look back when we meet in the future, and finally I will give you a little suggestion as our friendship gift, now follow my instructions, reach out, grab the corner of the pillow, and go out Pull, stuff it under your head, OK?After doing this, you can sleep peacefully and sleep well :)

Wen Mi was speechless for a moment, then typed, "Is this not good?"

Give me a bowl: what's wrong?You are already his fiancée, and you have slept through it all, don't you even have this bit of sympathy?Scumbag, right?

Cooking rice in warm water: ... We, we haven't actually slept, and I didn't tell him that I couldn't sleep without a pillow. After all, it was my fault in the first place.

The chat interface was quiet for a long time, and the noisy Yu Beiwan fell silent. Wen Mi uncomfortably typed a question mark in the past, and before she clicked to send, Kun, who was always slender on her cheek, came over unexpectedly, her fluff touching, slightly Itching, Wen Mi clenched her phone subconsciously, just in time for Yu Beiwan's message to come.

It is a voice message with a voice length of 30 seconds.

Her fingertips were accidentally touched by a hand that suddenly appeared next to her ears, and Yu Beiwan's loud voice instantly spread throughout the bedroom,

"Su Mu has never slept with you!!! You are a beautiful and beautiful national goddess, the dream lover of an otaku, and Su Mu can be indifferent when you lie on the same bed with him!! Hahaha! Does your fiancé Su Mu have a physiology? Illness is not easy to get rid of by nature????!!!!!! Mier, you have suffered so much!!! You will be widowed at a young age!!! Hahahaha!!!"

Wen Mi was stiff from the start of the voice, and her fingers were trembling to pause the playback, but since the man heard his name, the control of the phone was no longer in Wen Mi's hands, so she simply yelled "uh", Covering his face, he retracted into the depths of the quilt, pretending to be dead.

Yu Beiwan really wanted to kill her this time.

She held her breath and listened to the movement outside the quilt.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

No sound.

But Wen Mi's heart became more and more anxious, and when her little face became more and more red, there was movement on the bed.

Su Mu put down the pillow that was intended to be stuffed into Wen Mi's head, sat up and leaned on the head of the bed, his long legs stretched out casually, with a careless tone, his brows were clenched, his handsome face was hidden in the darkness, only his eyes Shine brightly in the dark.

While turning on the bedside lamp, he glanced down at someone nestled in a ball in the middle of the big bed, and shouted hoarsely, "Wen Mi."

She said nothing.

Su Mu called again, in a lower tone than last time, "Wen Mi."

Wen Mi couldn't help her tone, she asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong?"

Hearing that Su Mu laughed very briefly, hoarse and sexy, he propped up his beautiful eyes, and glanced dangerously and tenderly at Wen Mi, he asked, "Do you want to come out by yourself or do you want me to help you?" you?"

Wen Mi: "...Can I not choose? I want to sleep like this."

Su Mu: "What do you think?"

Wen Mi: "..."

After two seconds, Wen Mi slowly revealed her head from under the quilt, her big black eyes directly met Su Mu's beautiful but dangerous Danfeng eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Uh.

Wen Mi hadn't had time to explain Yu Beiwan's irresponsible voice message when she saw Su Mu throwing the phone aside and leaning forward with his upper body, still with a casual look. , grabbed her left wrist.

After being stunned for a moment, Wen Mi was directly pulled out of her safe haven - the quilt, and fell forward into a warm chest.

It belongs to Sumu.

Su Mu let go of the right hand that shackles her wrist, and then pinched her waist. With both hands, Wen Mi was hugged onto Su Mu's lap.

Wen Mi: "..."

She wanted to support Su Mu's chest with her hands, but her tentacles were hot.

The front of Su Mu's nightgown loosened into one piece at some point, her firm and firm chest was exposed outside, her warm hand rested on it, and she raised her hand in a panic, but her body lost her support, and her whole body turned towards Su Mu. Mu's chest was smashed.

Su Mu snorted, but didn't push away, and then the rapid and heavy panting sounded in Wen Mi's ears. The man's voice was special, and Wen Mi's face was hot. When she wanted to get up, Su Mu's big hand on her waist I pressed it down with all my strength, and then the lower waist came into contact with a hard and hot object that was several degrees higher than the temperature of Su Mu's chest.

Wen Mi didn't dare to move anymore, she covered her eyes and lay on Su Mu's shoulder and said "ah".

Su Mu laughed lowly, his voice was suppressed, and it rang near Wen Mi's ears,

"Your husband doesn't lift? Huh?"