To The Lovely You

   "You answer my question first." A trace of nervousness and panic flashed in Ke Jingheng's eyes, he was eager to get the answer from her mouth, and he didn't want to wait for a second.

   "My thoughts about him...just...just..." Luo Xiaomei pondered for a long time, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "I just have no idea!"

   Ke Jingheng's tightly grasped heart suddenly fell back to its original place, lay down again and gently hugged her: "That's good..."

   But before he finished speaking, Luo Xiaomei whispered again: "It's not that he has no ideas at all!"

   "What!" Ke Jingheng immediately became nervous again, rolled over and pinned her down again, pressing her shoulders tightly, "Can you finish your sentence in one go?"

"That...I suddenly remembered, are he and Xiaoting a good match? So they have a common language..." Luo Xiaomei remembered the picture of Hou Xiaoting and Li Minhao standing together, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that they had a strong sense of CP. .

  "..." Although Ke Jingheng was very satisfied with this answer, when he thought that Hou Xiaoting and Li Minhao were a good match, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

   If Lee Min Ho heard this, I don’t know how he would feel.

   "Why, are you not satisfied with my answer?" Luo Xiaomei frowned and looked at him with some caution, for fear that he would do something heinous to her again.

"Satisfied, I'm very satisfied." Ke Jingheng showed her eight neat white teeth, slapped her face hard, and stretched out his hand to squeeze, "You can go to bed, I'll let you go. Yes. But...it's only temporary!"

  Luo Xiaomei shook and wrapped the quilt tightly around her body: "What, can you get off me first, how do you tell me to sleep like this?"

  Ke Jingheng just turned over and lay down, but then he stretched out an arm and a foot, tightly imprisoning her in his arms.

   It took a long time to wait until she came back to her side again, this time she would never be able to run away.

  Luo Xiaomei struggled slightly, and Ke Jingheng's warning came from her ear: "Don't move, otherwise...you will be at your own risk."

  Luo Xiaoberry froze abruptly, maintaining a position honestly and not daring to move. This posture is so intimate, the bodies of the two are tightly pressed together, and she can even feel the touch and temperature of his skin.

   Strangely enough, after a while, such close contact made her feel at ease again. It was as if they had slept with each other in such a long, long time ago. Before she knew it, she became a little dazed, instinctively found a comfortable position in his arms, and fell asleep on his arm as she did in the past.

   Ke Jingheng hadn't slept, his bright black eyes stared at her quiet sleeping face, as if he was looking at the most perfect handicraft in the world.

   The corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she was dreaming something. I don't know if he existed in that dream?

  Luo Xiaomei really had a beautiful dream. In her dream, she and Ke Jingheng were by a small blue lake, with a blue sky and rolling forest in the distance.

  Ke Jingheng caught a huge and fat fish from the lake. Just looking at the fish made her saliva drool...

  Then the scene suddenly changed, the fish instantly turned into a pot of fish soup, Ke Jingheng walked towards her in the lingering aroma: "Want to drink fish soup? After drinking fish soup, it's my girlfriend!"