Li Yan was lying on Yin Ruohuai's bed, feeling a little insomnia.

He asked in a low voice, "Do you want to talk to me?"

"What are you talking about?" The person sleeping on the floor smiled, "The past, the present, or the future?"

"Anything is fine." Li Yan pondered for a moment, but still made a choice, "Why don't we talk about the past?"

"My past—" Yin Ruohuai chuckled, "Where should I start?"

He slowly closed his eyes, and told Li Yan what happened a long time ago. The master in his memory was the junior sister of Xiaotuanzi, and even a little piglet he raised when he was young.

"You know how to raise pigs?" Li Yan was surprised and wanted to laugh, he bit his lip and dared not make a sound, but Yin Ruohuai laughed heartily: "I will, and I can raise them fat and fat."

After he finished laughing, he seemed to make a joke unintentionally: "You can do it too."

"I don't know how to raise pigs."

Yin Ruohuai smiled and turned over: "Fool."

Li Yan's heart was pounding, and he blurted out: "Do you mean that you want to support me?"

Yin Ruohuai blushed suddenly, and got under the covers, pretending that she was about to fall asleep.

Li Yan turned over, lay on his back, and blew a breath of hot air on his protruding ears: "Well, don't you?"

"Go to bed, it's late."

"I want to sleep with you under the quilt." Li Yan said, he made a gesture to lift the quilt, but Yin Ruohuai held on tightly, and said angrily, "Don't mess around."

"You've already kissed me, why can't you sleep together?"

Yin Ruohuai was taken aback for a moment, but was taken advantage of.Li Yan hugged his waist and smiled: "You smell really good."

The atmosphere is very ambiguous.

Yin Ruohuai didn't dare to move, and lay down tensely, but Li Yan quickly fell asleep. He was still a little tired after driving for a long time.

After a long time, Yin Ruohuai finally relaxed when a slight snore sounded in her ears.He looked sideways at Li Yan, a little helplessly, but also dotingly hugged this person back.

Maybe there will be a next time, a hundred times and a thousand times, every night like this.

The author has something to say: I did n’t write for two weeks, causing me not to find my feelings now, ah ah ah ah ah ah a little sweet cake to calm down

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