Lou Jing didn't know that he was being tricked by Biten, and thoughtlessly for Biten's sake: "If it's too late and you can't catch it, the palace lord should go back, don't get tired."

Beaten's chest was warm, and she agreed.

Beaten ate the rest of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake for Perak, and when it entered the kennel, he blew out the lights in the room.

There was no sound in the room for a while.

Lou Jing turned over and asked aloud, "Palace Master, are you still there?"

Beaten's voice sounded beside his bed: "Here, go to sleep."

Lou Jing felt relieved for a while, pulled the quilt to his neck, closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep.

But the ghost didn't appear tonight. Lou Jing was basking in the warm sunshine in his dream, blowing the wind with the fragrance of hibiscus flowers, and Pili was nibbling on sweet-scented osmanthus cake at his feet, while Biten was leading His hand, lying with him on the grass.

It was a very peaceful and beautiful dream. When he woke up, Lou Jing still didn't come back to his senses, because in reality, someone was holding his hand.

He moved, and the man woke up and called him hoarsely, "Lou Jing..."

Lou Jing was startled when he reacted, and groped in a panic: "Palace Master? Didn't you go back to sleep? What time is it now?"

"It's early in the morning." Beaten held down the hand that he stretched out, and rubbed her face against his hand: "That slut didn't come last night, it doesn't matter, I'll continue to catch her tonight."

Lou Jing touched her cold face, and felt a sense of guilt and distress in his heart: "No need to catch her... She shouldn't come, but you are the Palace Master..."

Beaten: "I slept by your bed last night and I wasn't tired at all."

Beaten: "It's always a hidden danger if you don't catch that ghost. Lou Jing, you don't need to care about me. I've been traveling all over the world all these years, why haven't I suffered?"

Lou Jing was coaxed by Beaten for a few words, and later realized that something was wrong, and slowly retracted the hand that Beaten was holding to rub his face.

Beaten smiled and let go of his hand, but when he retracted his hand, his fingers touched his palm indistinctly, as if inadvertently.

Lou Jing lost his vision, and his other senses became extraordinarily sharp.

Lou Jing didn't know if Beaten did it on purpose or not. He subconsciously felt that Beaten was not such an unruly person. Even if Beaten kissed him suddenly that night, he believed that it was just because Beaten couldn't help it for a while. .

The Palace Master is such a good person, how could he think of her like this?

Lou Jing spat at himself and felt ashamed.

But he forgot that when he woke up in the morning, Beaten was holding his hand, and he didn't know how long.

Or if he touches his neck, he will find a small bag glowing with an ambiguous reddish color.

For the next few nights, Beaten kept using catching the ghost as an excuse to stay in Lou Jing's room for the night.

That sexy ghost is too thief. Beaten never caught him, so he had to stay in Lou Jing's room every night. Every time Lou Jing woke up the next day, he would find that Beaten was sleeping beside his bed, never more than halfway through. step.

Only a few nights passed, and Lou Jing's sense of guilt and heartache reached its peak.

Finally, that night, Lou Jing gathered up his courage and stumbled to Biten: "Otherwise... Palace Master, will you go to bed tonight?"

Chapter 22

It's not an option to keep going like this. If the savage ghost doesn't come, wouldn't the Palace Master want to lie on his bed beside him and sleep like this all the time?

Lou Jing gave up on himself and thought, anyway, they have been alone in the same room for several nights, and it seems that it makes no difference whether they sleep in the same bed or not...

Of course, he also has more inhuman thoughts in his heart, but he was forced to suppress it.

So, he said to Beaten, "Anyway, this bed is big enough, why not..."

Beaten's heart was ecstatic, but she pretended to reject it: "Oh, how can this work... this is not good..."

"..." Lou Jing stopped persuading him. He silently rolled up the quilt and rubbed it inside, leaving some space, like some kind of silent invitation.

There was no other movement behind Beaten.

Lou Jing held his breath and waited for a long time. He didn't wait for Beaten to come up. He gradually relaxed his vigilance and his consciousness became a little blurry.

I don't know how long it took, Lou Jing felt that the position next to him sank a little, and the scent of hibiscus flowers at the tip of his nose seemed to have other flavors... His consciousness was instantly pulled out of the chaos, and the hand holding the horn was squeezed slightly.

Beaten came up.

Lou Jing pursed his lips, so nervous that his toes curled up, he thought she would do something, but after Biten got on his bed, he calmed down without overstepping his boundaries, and his shallow breathing gradually became steady, as if Really just come to sleep.

But Lou Jing couldn't sleep, his body was tense, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, like fragile and thin butterfly wings.

He waited for a while, but before Beaten made another move, he turned over with a loud noise from the Thunder Dream in the kennel not far away.

Everything was silent, and Lou Jing's mood fluctuated with the wind outside the house. After a while, he realized that he couldn't do this, so he forced himself to fall asleep.

Forced and forced, Lou Jing felt Beaten beside him move.

She seemed to turn over slightly, and there was a rustling voice in her ears.

what is she doing? Lou Jing was puzzled when suddenly he felt a cold air coming in from the bed, and a hand that came in from the side was slowly rubbing it, until he touched the back of his hand on his side, and then quietly touched it with a warm finger. He tentatively hooked his little finger.

Lou Jing: "..." It turns out that the palace lord is also pretending to be asleep.

Touching his hand in the middle of the night, it turns out that the Palace Master is such a Palace Master.

His little finger was hooked, and the person beside him seemed to be satisfied. He kept hooking his little finger, and didn't move again... Lou Jing couldn't tell what he was feeling.

But after Beaten made such a tick, Lou Jing finally let go of his faint heart, because he had a vague feeling that if Beaten didn't do anything tonight, it was not like the palace lord who would suddenly kiss him.