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"This is my room." Song Mian corrected. "When I was in China, I spent more time in this room than at home."

Of course, that was before meeting Yun Yunxiang, and after meeting Yun Yunxiang, he moved upstairs.

"I thought you didn't come often..." Yun thinks that this place is too new, no one has the breath and trace of newness.

"Just rest here." Most of them are for experiments and to take care of some special patients.

I come here to rest only when I am particularly sleepy, so I use a bed, and other things are rarely touched, so I look like a new house.

Yun thought about reading it carefully, and nothing has changed, except for the temporary extra bed she was lying on.

Yun thinks about sitting on Song Mian's bed: "Are you sleeping on the sofa?"

Song Mian's lips were slightly raised, and the light in her eyes was terrifying. She walked over and took Yun Xiang up and hugged her to lie down: "Although the bed is not big enough, two people can still tolerate it."

After talking, pull down the guardrails on both sides. This bed is similar to a hospital bed. It is probably wider than an ordinary hospital bed. It should be considering the comfort of the person who rests, but this extra width, even if Yun thinks about it No matter how slender it is, Song Mian squeezed out such a tall man, and it seemed a little narrow. There was no way to move it.

Pulling up the guardrails on both sides, it was even more crowded. Yun Xiang was locked with a pair of iron arms by Song Mian again. He felt like a sandwich biscuit and could not help but poke him with his elbow: "Who wears so many clothes?" Sleep, it's too crowded, don't be with you!"

And she hadn't washed, how clean and soft the bed linen was, and they were rolled around by wearing clothes like this.

I'm so angry that I just want to hit someone!

She is not particularly clean-loving, but for the bed, you must wear pajamas to roll freely. You hate wearing everyday clothes, especially when you run outside, contaminated with unknown bacterial dust!

"I, after a long time of long-cherished wish, couldn't bear to be excited." Song Mian said and released Yun Yun to think.

Years of long-cherished wish...

In total, she came here with Song Mian twice. He told her that he wanted to hug her on his bed three years ago!

Yun thought, angry and annoyed, and slammed Song Mian hard with his elbow: "Beast!"

After finishing talking, Yun ran to the bathroom, lay on the sink, patted her hot cheeks with cold water.

She was just seventeen at the time!

However, he thought that they had a brief glimpse in Xiangjiang. He estimated at that time that she was a girl from Xiangjiang's family. Xiangjiang could be married if she was 16 years old if the guardian agreed.

Think of it this way, he was not too beast at that time.

After all, although they have not been intimate in recent years, he has never been anxious to disrespect her.

When she thinks about it, her shame disappears. She sees that there are new unopened toothbrushes, toothpastes and towels on the sink, and they are used directly. It has been open here from home for more than an hour. There is no need to toss back, see Song. The meaning of the crown is to rest here for one night and see the result tomorrow morning.

After Yun thought about washing, Song Mian knocked on the door and handed her a set of sick clothes: "The one you wore."

Originally, Yun Xiang thought about wearing brand-new clothes. After Yun Xiang left, he ordered people to wash and sterilize it and put it away. In addition to ensuring cleanness, it was kept in this room except for washing twice a year.

Yun thought about the sweetness in her heart. She took it and changed it in the bathroom. She was still not used to sleeping in a formal dress, even close to her body.

When she came out, she saw a blanket and a pillow on the sofa, and there was a sound in the bathroom next door.

With her lips raised, Yun thought about directly occupying the bed and quickly digging into the bed. She did not know whether it was a psychological effect. She always felt that Song Mian had a breath on the bed, and she couldn't help but bury her face in the pillow and sucked hard. In one breath.

Song Mian came out soon, but she was very well-behaved, lying down directly on the sofa and putting the blanket on her.

The sofa just happened to be right with Yun Xiang. When Yun Xiang thought about it, he saw that Song Mian, a tall man lying on his back, felt as if the sofa didn't have his body yet.

Also the blanket looks very thin, now the weather is still a bit cold, will you catch a cold?

"Would you like to get a quilt?" Yun thought, unable to help reminding.

In the place where Yun thinks about being invisible, Song Mian's lips rose unconsciously, and his dark purple eyes in the darkness resembled the fox in the darkness, so bright and cunning.

He would not tell his little wife that the intelligent constant temperature design of this house: "The quilt is too thick."

The space is narrow, what kind of quilt has to be piled up?

If a large area falls down, after falling asleep in the middle of the night, they all fall to the ground, but it is easy to catch cold.

Yun Xiang also reacted. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth to make her cruel.

No matter how, he couldn't sleep, even if he turned his back to Song Mian, he couldn't sleep.

In the end, I struggled for a long time, and I haven't been in the same bed. Why are you so hypocritical?

Yun thinks up and sits up anxiously: "The bed is half yours."

After talking, I lay down again, leaning against the guardrail on the right hand side, making up three-fifths of the space.

Of course, Song Mian would not refuse such a good welfare. He smiled softly and stood up decisively, lying where he wanted to lie. Then, consciously pulled the quilt.

"You don't have to measure in, take the blanket!" Yun Xiang's hand pressed the quilt.

"The space is small, there are too many piles, I'm afraid you are hot." Song Mian's strength is that Yun Xiang thinks of being able to resist, and directly squeezes it in.

I'm afraid she's hot...

Hot chest leaned over, Yun thinks that Song Mian's talent is a stove, where does the quilt have his temperature?

But sticking together at such a close distance, Yun dare not dare to say anything, nor dare to take any action.

Fortunately, Song Mian didn't trouble her, so she stretched out her arms to embrace her, and gave a satisfied sigh behind her: "In those days, I really wanted to bring you into your arms like this."

Yun Xiang couldn't help but raised his lips, but he didn't speak, but closed his eyes with peace of mind.

At that time, she never thought that she would have such a entanglement with Song Mian. At that time, she was really afraid that a big person like Song Mian would feel that she would hold on to the enlightenment.

At the same time, she was also afraid of having anything to do with such a person, disrupting the peace in her life.

Now thinking about the original worries, I could not help feeling how naive.

Song Mian not only did not disturb her peace, but also brought her unlimited peace of mind.

She could not help but sigh, fate turned out to be such a wonderful.