This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 459 Real World (22)

Shen Yue had no choice but to stay with him.

Knowing that Sang Fan suffered from insomnia, he probably hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days, and his eyes were blue and purple, showing his decadence.

Why bother?

Do you like to lose your temper so much?

Just when Shen Yue was thinking wildly, he pulled his wrist, the world started spinning, and he was dragged onto the bed.

Fortunately, the bed was very soft and Shen Yue didn't feel much pain.

On the other hand, Sang Fan, like an insecure child, kept digging into her arms, his hot breath spraying on the exposed skin. It was very hot and she couldn't ignore it.

His strong and powerful arms locked Shen Yue tightly, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he sniffed the tip of his nose like a dog. Maybe it was because the familiar fragrance on the tip of his nose gave him a sense of security, so My shoulders weren't shaking at all.

The weight of a tall adult man almost made Shen Yue breathless, but she didn't push him away, and of course she didn't have the strength to push him away. She could only gently pat the man's broad back.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep..."

Shen Yue was strangled so hard that she could hardly breathe, but she did not move, but quietly maintained this position until Sang Fan finally stopped shaking.

The nightmare that frightened him inexplicably had already become hazy. He only knew that even if he fell into sleep, it would make him suffocate in pain, and he desperately longed for the comfort of the girl's breath. He was like a pervert.

Maybe it was pity, maybe it was because the sound the man made was too painful, no matter what, Shen Yue couldn't let him suffer like this.

When Sang Fan woke up, his temples were experiencing heartbreaking pain. His mind was confused and he was holding a soft and gentle body in his arms.

Maybe the girl's tone was too gentle and compassionate, or maybe the light, charming fragrance emanating from her bones was too reassuring to the man.

On the contrary, men seemed to feel more uncomfortable.

He looked down at the girl who was still sleeping.

The lamp on the bedside table was not turned off, and the warm yellow light shone in a limited area. Shen Yue gently held the man's face. He seemed to be trapped in a quagmire nightmare that was difficult to get out of. His head was covered in cold sweat, his brows were furrowed, and his handsome face There was no trace of color on his arrogant face at the moment, his throat was trembling, and he was holding back a syllable that was hard to distinguish, like he was choking.

And she let go of one of the hands hugging the man, as if she had frightened him, like a wild beast that felt extremely insecure, letting out a dissatisfied whimper in her throat, tightening her waist, and the two of them were close to each other.

"Dreams are all false."

At that moment, the unknown emotion in his body began to boil, scream, and then wanted to break out.

Shen Yue reached out and touched the other person's face and felt the cold liquid. She couldn't tell whether it was tears or cold sweat.

Only the person in her arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Shen Yue comforted him softly, and the man pressed against her hard, squeezing her, and her whole body felt as hot as if it was on fire.

The girl's hands hugged him almost subconsciously, her soft cheek pressed against his chest, and she coaxed him sleepily even as he fell asleep.

Maybe she didn't sleep well at night. Her face was pale, and she huddled in his arms obediently, with a peaceful look on her delicate and beautiful face.

A voice as soft as the spring breeze seems to soothe all restless emotions.

He pressed his temples hard to relieve the pain, and his thoughts slowly returned. What happened last night suddenly came into his mind.

She didn't know what Sang Fan had gone through to make her so uncomfortable that she almost cried in her dreams.

In the end, he just pretended to be casual and gently kissed the skin on the girl's neck and rubbed it. Just like this, the warmth on the tip of his ears did not dissipate for a long time.

The voice was clear and soft, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Shen Yue also knew that there was nothing he could do at this moment. He could only try his best to soften his voice and coax him gently to make him feel less uncomfortable in his dream.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Hearing intermittent choking sounds, Shen Yue was startled to wake up a little. She suspected that Sang Fan was suffering from the sequelae of being drunk.

Sang Fan finally stopped moving.

He moved a little, lowering his head to get closer.

The night was getting darker, and the room was so quiet that one could clearly hear the other person's breathing. Shen Yue was very sleepy, her eyes were closed, and she was still mumbling to coax Sang Fan in her arms.

Sang Fan's whole body slowly became stiff, and all the blood in his body gathered on his face, which turned into a fierce blush.

——

The room was empty, and Sang Fan had long since disappeared.

Slowly, while he was awake, his head buried deeply into the girl's neck, sniffing the faint fragrance almost greedily.

The room was deathly silent. At this time, even the moon was asleep, and all living creatures were in a deep sleep.

The tall boy hugged her tightly and pushed her hard into his arms. He let out a harsh whine in his throat. No one could understand what he was saying, but they could feel it clearly. He felt helpless, frightened, and anxious.

He desperately wanted to express something and save something, but it seemed that everything was not going as he wished.

Shen Yue had never seen such a fragile Sang Fan.

His thoughts were confused, his heart was beating so fast that he could not control himself, and his breathing was suddenly difficult to steady.

It was near noon that Shen Yue opened her eyes. Sang Fan was really good at teasing people yesterday. She lay on the bed in a daze for a while, then slowly got up from the bed.

Shen Yue returned to her room and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The girl with black hair and black eyes stretched out her slender white jade-like arms to hug the man. She was so thin and small, hugging a man who was almost twice her size, and coaxing the older boy.

Sang Fan didn't sleep peacefully, and Shen Yue didn't notice it at first. It wasn't until he felt a moist feeling on his neck that he woke up in a daze.

When they got to the back, Shen Yue couldn't bear it anymore. His upper and lower eyelids almost stuck together, and he fell asleep in a short while.

There was a hot breakfast on the table, it looked like it had just been bought.

After Shen Yue finished breakfast, the door opened and Sang Fan walked in.

He must have just finished running, his hair was wet, he was only wearing a black sleeveless T-shirt, and his facial features were stern.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the girl gently for a second, then lowered his gaze as if nothing had happened, coldly and indifferently, not at all as pitiful as last night.

(End of chapter)