Kuai Chuan: I was picked up by the sickly male protagonist again

don't lift...

This is how much I hate myself in my previous life. I can even say such things when I am talking in my sleep. Is it so hopeful that he really won't do it?

Hearing Su Lang's dream, Wei Chao couldn't laugh or cry.

He felt that it was necessary to give someone a good experience another day, so that he would know if he really wanted to not lift himself.

There is also less than 90% liking for him. Wei Chao doesn't know how the little roommate calculated this statistic, but he remembered that in his previous life, he liked the little roommate a lot.

At least, after his death, definitely full.

Otherwise, I wouldn't go completely crazy and go down to accompany him later.

After listening to the sleep talk, Wei Chao raised his hand to tuck the quilt for the little roommate, and was about to get up to leave when the sleep talk continued to ring in his ears.

"Su Yueer..."

The old friend's name was mentioned in the dream.

His hands froze on the quilt, his heart suddenly lifted, and he was a little afraid to listen to the sleep talk that the little roommate was about to say next.

I'm afraid that the sleep talk that comes out of his mouth is all dream talk about missing that old friend, or expressing love for her.

But the ears couldn't help but pricked up, nervously listening to someone's dream talk.

After saying the words Su Yue'er, the person on the bed hiccupped suddenly as if drunk, "Hic—"

After hiccupping, the expression on his face suddenly became angry, as if someone had stolen his money.

"Su Yue'er... you shameless and... nymphomaniac woman, you actually... you can't move your legs when you see a handsome guy. It made me... make me follow behind you... to wipe your butt."

Sure enough, he still missed that old friend.

Even if she sees one and loves the other, he still can't let her go, otherwise he wouldn't be full of resentment towards her in his dreams.

Hearing the dream words from Su Lang's mouth, Wei Chao's heart sank.

It sank, sank, sank to the bottom of the sea.

He let go of the quilt, withdrew his hand, and stood up from the bed unsteadily.

He just stood up, but he heard someone sleeping on the bed pause for a few seconds, and then suddenly increased his voice.

"(o｀з'?) Go out... Don't say you are my sister when you go out, it's shameful! I don't have a sister like you... such a nympho."

What, dear...sister? !

Wei Chao was about to leave, when he heard these two words, he stopped in disbelief.

In an instant, all the details of each life that he had neglected before flooded into his mind one after another.

That's right, they all have the surname Su, no matter what life they are in.

The relationship and interaction between them is indeed more like a relative than a lover.And that life...

The more he thought about it, the more Wei Chao confirmed that this was the truth.

It turned out that Su Yue'er was just the little roommate's sister, not his old friend.It turned out that for so many lifetimes, the only person he had liked was himself from the beginning to the end.

Thinking of this, ecstasy filled the bottom of his eyes, and his chest was also full of joy.

It was almost overflowing.

He squatted down by the bed again, looking at the little roommate lying on the bed, the corners of his lips raised slightly unconsciously.

On the bed, after talking several sleep words in a row, someone clicked his lips and went on to dream again.

I slept soundly.

Wei Chao's eyes fell on his slightly closed eyelids with a little natural pale pink color, and he leaned over.

Gently fell a kiss.

Like a feather falling.