Chapter 1188: Crazy Girl vs Spiritual Mentor (62)

"Remember, you are mine, mine." Ranbai repeated in Bo Yan's ear over and over, stubborn as hell.

Bo Yan put his arms around Dyed White's shoulders, and answered seriously every time, tirelessly: "Well, I'm yours."

"Baibai, do you want me?" Bo Yan whispered, his voice a little hoarse.

Ranbai raised her head slightly, and there was only one word: "Yes."

I want you.

In the middle of the night, there was deafening thunder outside the window, and the downpour of rain was crackling.

Bo Yan has always been a shallow sleeper, and was awakened by the thunder. He looked at the girl nestled next to him, and got up carefully, not wanting to wake up Ranbai. He gently twisted the quilt for Ranbai, and then lay down.

The whole process is almost silent.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Ranbai said in a daze, she was very vigilant, she woke up as soon as Bo Yan moved, but... She probably didn't have any precautions against Bo Yan.

"It's raining, it's cold, I'll twist the quilt for you." Bo Yan whispered, "Did it wake you up?"

Ran Bai lightly pursed her lips, shook her head: "No."

She leaned in Bao Yan's direction, squinting her eyes: "Go to sleep."

Bo Yan replied softly, afraid of disturbing her.

Just a few minutes later, Ranbai opened his eyes and looked at the face of the person in front of him. He was probably very obedient when he was sleeping, wearing a neat nightgown, his black hair loosely scattered on his forehead, with his eyes closed, his thin lips were lightly pursed, Always make people feel very good.

Ranbai stared at Bo Yan for a while, then closed his eyes again.

He said yes, but in the end he didn't make it.

It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she doesn't want to.

Bo Yan said that he didn't want their first time to be when Ranbai was emotionally unstable.

He is greedy and wants a lot.

Ranbai thought that he would not be able to sleep tonight, but maybe it was because the people around him felt too reassuring, or because he was too tired today, and he was in a daze. The familiar smell of disinfectant mixed with the refreshing mint fragrance surrounded him. Nose, actually fell asleep.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning swayed, Ranbai squinted her eyes, hugged the quilt, rubbed her face sideways, and looked at the fully dressed man in front of her, she stretched out her hand and yawned, her voice was still somewhat hoarse in the morning :"morning."

Bo Yan hooked the corners of his lips, and replied softly: "Morning."

The attitude is intimate and natural, as if they have been together for a long time.

"When did you wake up?" Ran Bai hugged the quilt and stood up straight, supporting the bed with one hand, and asked.

"Soon." Bo Yan replied, his voice was very soft, revealing a gentle and considerate affection: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep again, and I will prepare breakfast for you."

Dyebai squinted his eyes,

Her family doctor Bo has always been virtuous.

Originally, I wanted to talk about going to the kitchen together, but when the words came to my mouth, I remembered the dark dishes I made, and Ranbai was silent for a while, unable to say anything.

He just nodded and said, "Okay."

Feng Luo: I think the host's only self-knowledge lies in his cooking skills.

When Bo Yan went to the kitchen, Ranbai pulled up the clothes that Bo Yan had folded next to her with one hand, and put them on neatly. She jumped out of the bed, stepped on her house shoes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Walking out of the bathroom, Ranbai looked at the man in casual beige home clothes at the dining table, and smiled.

Not wearing formal clothes made him a little more easy-going and restrained, without losing his extravagance.

The clean and beautiful facial features are as delicate as ever,

A modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.

The young man in white is handsome.

These sixteen words seem to be very suitable to describe him.

This is a man who integrates the words gentle and elegant into his bones.

Like a noble son from an aristocratic family who came out of ancient times, he is full of nobility, and the ancient charm is still the same.

Amazing time, gentle years.

It makes people feel moved when they hear it, and fall in love with it when they meet it.

The most elegant in the world is thin words. Once you make a mistake for life, if you don't make a mistake for life.

It is not an exaggeration to describe thin words.