Chapter 2123 Willingness (29)

...But there don’t seem to be any extra quilts here.

If you want more bedding, you have to send someone to get it.

The General looked at the ground.

"..." The young master blushed and gritted his teeth.

Why can't this idiot take the initiative! ?

Is it possible that he must be allowed to——

He grabbed her fingers, neither pulling nor loosening them.

She was right in front of him, her fragrance was fragrant, and she had messed up his heart even though she didn't do anything.

Extremely embarrassed.

His heart was pounding, and he didn't say anything, just staring at her intently.

Her wet, deer-like eyes were slightly red, and the ends of her eyes had been treated with medicine.

The eyelashes were soft and drooped, soft and thick, and they stared at her so warmly.

She looked at the ground and then at him.

Seeing his eyes as clear as a child's, she paused.

The thoughts are as clear as exquisite, and after a moment of thought, it seems that something has been captured.

"You...want me to sleep here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his moist eyes trembled.

He pursed his lips slightly and let go of her hand.

Wrap yourself in a quilt and lie down.

Lying on the bed with his back to her.

"I...I didn't say that."

He wrapped himself in a quilt, buried his head, and sighed.

Softly, with a bit of distinct awkwardness.

He is extremely tough-talking and wants to save face.

"..." The General looked at him calmly.

He didn't really say that, but now he's...

But he left her a seat outside and half of the pillows.

he……

She lowered her eyes, held her forehead, and chuckled.

For no reason, she remembered what the Prime Minister had said to her earlier.

The mouth of a knife, the heart of tofu.

That's him.

She touched the roof of her mouth with her tongue and clicked her tongue.

I wanted to laugh, but still didn't say anything.

Turned around and left the bed.

The candles in the room were quickly blown out.

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The young master buried in the quilt was listening to what was going on outside.

After the lights in the room were turned off, not long after, he felt someone sitting next to the bed.

Take off your shoes and get into bed.

The young master hid under the quilt, his heart beating nervously.

It was stuffy under the quilt and there was no air circulation. His cheeks were so stuffy that he felt like he couldn't breathe.

The nameless restlessness in his chest surged uncontrollably.

Straight from his heart to his nerves.

It made him feel dizzy, his body was limp, and he felt a little weak all over.

It was as if the heart was going to be paralyzed.

He was facing the inside of the bed, wrapped in a quilt as a protective shell.

Both hands unconsciously grasped the corner of the quilt, pressing it, and his breathing became faster and faster.

In the hot and small environment, you could clearly hear his breathing and the thunderous heartbeat.

Together they form a chaotic composition.

The beds are connected and there is no view.

Except for the eyes, all the sensory abilities of the body seem to be magnified hundreds or thousands of times.

She lay down, very close to him.

After a while of silence, the young man, whose body was extremely tight and hot, felt her movements.

His quilt was lifted.

She came closer and easily broke through his fragile protective shell.

The bed was very warm, carrying the excessively hot body temperature of his body.

She hugged him from behind, passing her hands through her waist and covering his lower abdomen.

The rich floral fragrance completely covered him almost instantly.

Breathing almost stopped suddenly.