She tugged at Lou Jing's quilt and felt aggrieved: "Thunderbolts have gone in, and I'll go in too."

Lou Jing gave birth to the illusion that he had a second dog...

In the end, Lou Jing still didn't let Beaten into his bed.

It was noisy until midnight.

Thunderbolt's front paws held Lou Jing's arm, and was already asleep. As it got older, it slept more and more every day, and it was far less energetic than before.

Lou Jing touched Pili's dog's head, and the other hand was pulled over by Bitzen, whose head was resting on his chest, and placed on her head: "Lou Jing, you touch me too."

Lou Jing felt helpless, hesitated for a moment, and gently stroked her soft hair.

Beaten was touched by him, smelled the fragrance on his body, and narrowed her eyes contentedly.

The room was quiet for a while, except for the sound of shallow breathing.

Neither Lou Jing nor Beaten slept. This day meant too much to them.

Lou Jing moved his lips and softly asked the question he had been thinking about: "Palace Master, what do you like about me?"

He was almost flawed, blind, frail, in need of care, sensitive and withdrawn.

The only advantage is that she can draw a few life-saving charms, but Beaten can draw charms herself, and is much more powerful than him. He couldn't understand why Beaten didn't find a partner who was as dazzling as her, but to him. ...

Beaten was lying on his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat, she did not reply immediately, but recalled the events of her previous life.

Why do you like him?

It was probably the compassion that came from rescuing him out of the quagmire in his previous life, like a ripple. Who would have thought that such a surging emotion would arise in the future?

Why she likes him, Beaten can't tell, Lou Jing is a poor little one who should be pampered, she loves him in her heart and loves him, and after so many years, she doesn't want him to suffer any more.

Beaten curled her lips: "Do you have to have a reason? Is love at first sight okay?"

Lou Jing pushed her: "Palace Master, answer carefully."

Beaten reached out and stroked his eyebrows: "I didn't take it seriously, you are indeed very good-looking."

Lou Jing knew that he should be good-looking, otherwise he would not have been entangled by all kinds of female ghosts and female hooligans before, but when Bitzen said this, he was a little unhappy, and he pursed his lips: "Is it just because of this? "

Beaten said deliberately: "That's just one of the reasons, there's actually a more important reason."

Lou Jing was unreasonably nervous when she said, "What's the reason?"

"Of course..." Beaten whispered in his ear, "because you're cute, of course."

Lou Jing: "..."

Cute again... Lou Jing really doesn't know where he is cute.

He always felt that Beaten was perfunctory to him, but couldn't find any evidence, so he shrank into the quilt in distress, blocking Beaten's hand that reached out to touch his face: "It's getting late, go to bed."

Beaten didn't let him sleep: "You've already asked me, it's my turn to ask you."

Beaten: "Lou Jing, why do you like me?"

In the darkness, Lou Jing's face gradually turned red. He was not a person who was good at speaking out what he liked, and he was not a person who could analyze his inner feelings to others. He didn't know how to answer when he heard the words, and he hesitated to say anything.

Beaten answered for him: "Is it because... I kiss so sweetly?"

"Palace Master! You, what nonsense are you talking about?" Lou Jing was stunned, gaining a new understanding of Biten's cheekiness.

Beaten: "Otherwise, after I kissed you that night, why didn't you say you were leaving? And after I kissed you again today, you promised to be with me..."

This is just... a distorted truth!

Lou Jing groped to cover Beaten's mouth: "You...don't say it!"

Silly rabbits are also cute when they are fierce.

Beaten touched his hand covering her mouth, Lou Jing shrank his hand back, and got into the quilt, like an ostrich.

Beaten knew Lou Jing's temper, and for fear of being too funny and annoying people, she didn't say anything shameful about Lou Jing, just hugged him through the quilt, and kept silent.

Lou Jing recovered after a while, and got his head out of the quilt.

Biten curled her lips slightly, squeezed her fingers into Lou Jing's palm, and intertwined with his.

Lou Jing turned his head and ignored her.

But Beaten clearly felt that he also tightened his fingers in response to her movements.

He must have laughed quietly too.

The two embraced each other for a night, the autumn wind whistled outside the window, but the interior was quiet and peaceful.

warm

Lou Jing woke up the next day and found that Beaten beside him hadn't left when he woke up for the first time, but was peacefully nestled in his arms, quietly listening to the heartbeat in his chest.

Lou Jing was stunned. When did she run into his bed?

But when wake up in the morning, can hug her like this, and... it's good.

As soon as Lou Jing moved, Beaten knew that he was awake. Anyway, Lou Jing wouldn't get up at the moment, so she simply continued to stay in his arms like a salted fish: "Lou Jing, lie down for a while."

Lou Jing: "...Palace Master, do you have anything to do?"

Beaten: "It just happened to be nothing these days."

Lou Jingcai didn't believe it. Seeing Beaten languidly motionless, he couldn't help remembering that when he was still in Xuanqing Temple, Beaten came to him early in the morning every day, every time he must have brought him breakfast, but he refused , she also lied to him that he bought too much, and if he didn't eat it, it would be wasted.

Comparing the dedicated mansion master at that time with the lazy people around him now, Lou Jing couldn't help but suspect that Biten had already started to attack him at that time, so he used various excuses to approach him.

Lou Jing: "..." It seems really possible.

Lou Jing actually felt a little wrong at that time. Who would buy more things every time, and it was still hot when he brought it into his room?

Thinking about it carefully, most of the excuses that Beaten made were clumsy, and they were broken almost with a poke.