Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 344: The Demon King of the Entertainment Circle (50)

Hua He never thought that such a thing would happen.

Originally, he just wanted to take her home.

Never thought it would turn out like this.

"En." Qian Qiu still responded cooperatively.

Immediately afterwards, there was another long period of inactivity.

Hua He bit her thin lips and endured it for a long time, listening to her breathing close to her ears, as well as the sound of her heartbeat.

at last.

Just when Huahe thought Qianqiu was asleep and wanted to pull her away, he got up gently.

Qianqiu woke up again, with a lazy voice, seemingly helpless, and said:
"Why are you still moving around? Don't you have something to do tomorrow? Still not sleeping?"

"I……"

"Huh?" She raised her final voice, and subconsciously rubbed her face buried on the side of Huahe's neck as she spoke.

Hua He didn't dare to move anymore, she lowered her eyes in a panic and said, "I was just going to sleep."

"Oh... that's good... I thought you wanted to run away..."

"No." Huahe wanted to look away.

But he forgot that he couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of him at all, and he didn't have any eye contact.

Just changed the way of contact.

He felt the temperature radiating from her all the time.

She was clinging to his side, and the hot feeling almost set him on fire and melted him.

Huahe's hand didn't know where to put it, and he grabbed it in the air.

Qianqiu felt something, held his hand, and put it on her waist.

"Go to sleep." Qianqiu said vaguely.

He put his arms around the girl's waist, took a deep breath, and replied, "Yes."

"Ah."

Qian Qiu also responded, her tone seemed to be a lot lighter.

He hugged the girl in his arms, heard her breathing gradually stabilized, and soon fell asleep again.

Subconsciously, his fingertips were behind her, lifted Xuxu, moved upwards, and finally landed on her hair.

Hana's posture was gentle, rubbing her hair.

He wasn't sleepy yet, listening to her breathing, his mixed emotions gradually calmed down.

In the darkness, the boy's eyelashes fluttered like wings, he didn't know what he was thinking.

What he hates the most is touching other people, and having others approach his territory.

However, don't know why.

He didn't hate her, and even longed for her to be close.

Maybe, he likes her very much.

at last.

Huahe gave up struggling, and the tense muscles all over his body relaxed.

The surroundings were very dark, and he couldn't see the girl in front of him clearly, but he could outline her current appearance with his memory.

The young man's slender and white fingers outlined something in the void, her face.

He gently held her face, his lips were a little cold.

Like the touch of petals, it gently landed on her forehead.

Qianqiu was still asleep, feeling the coldness on his forehead.

Her voice seemed displeased.

Huahe let go of her in a panic, not knowing how to end it.

She doesn't hate herself, does she?

Qian Qiu didn't wake up, but hugged him even tighter, and rubbed against him.

"Cold." She muttered, "It's so cold."

I don't know if it was a dream or a waking one.

Huahe's fingertips paused behind her, and then he hugged her.

"Oh..." He muttered in a low voice, "The fault of the air conditioner."

It must be because the air conditioner was turned off.

Otherwise, how could it be so cold.

Qianqiu didn't speak anymore.

Huahe's chin rested on her soft hair, rubbed against her, and closed her eyes.

His voice sounded, and he whispered very softly:
"Good night."

"Tomorrow... Tomorrow, I want to see you too..."

Not just tomorrow.

If there is a chance, I want to say good night to you countless times in the countless days to come.

(End of this chapter)