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Song Heng lowered his eyes and looked down at his slippers wet with water.

Of course he knew, but he was used to taking a pill every time he could n’t sleep. Otherwise, he will have trouble sleeping all night. The next morning, when he has a headache, it is when he can't control his emotions.

Su Kui saw his thoughts and came over and gently took his hand, "Can't sleep?"

Song Heng nodded, for no reason. With her there, she rarely fell ill and had a lot of peace of mind. This made Song Heng involuntarily rely on her and wanted to be close to her.

"You can't take medicine!" Su Kui took the medicine bottle from his hand and put it back. "If you can, I hope you can quit these medicines. If you can't take them, it's best not to take them ?"

Song Heng looked at her worried eyes, pursed her lips, and nodded slowly.

Good, don't eat.

What she said was what she said.

The only sunshine, Song Heng grabbed it, did not want to let go.

"I'll sleep with you, don't be afraid, eh?"

Su Kui took his hand and slowly brought the man back.

Accompany, sleep with him? !

The pupil of Song Heng who followed Su Kui slightly enlarged. What does it mean to accompany him to sleep? Even if he rarely goes out, but he is not a fool, he has known since childhood that men and women cannot sleep together without any relationship.

but--

He looked at the woman in a white nightdress, her long hair lazily draped over her shoulders, and his heart moved slightly.

He wanted to be with her—

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Su Kui feels that taking care of Song Heng is like taking care of his children. Holding it in my hands and afraid of falling, and holding it in my mouth are afraid of it, but that's all.

Song Heng lay on the inside, he slept very well, lying flat, his hands folded on his abdomen, straight and straight sleeping position.

Su Kui looked ridiculous, "Do you sleep well?"

Song Heng nodded slowly, smelling the light fragrance on her body, and was comfortable even sleeping.

There was only a small wall lamp in the bedroom. Under the dim light, Su Kui raised his cheek with one hand, yawned while covering his lips, and his eyes lingered.

"Sleep." She turned off the light and put a hand on him, patting gently.

If there is a seemingly low whisper, I don't know what song she sings, only the low and soft, like the spring breeze blowing, is particularly comfortable.

Song Heng took a nap and slept extremely comfortably. Even if he took the medicine, he had never slept so deeply. And, every time after taking the medicine, after waking up, the head must have become worse and almost exploded.

The unbearable pain made him vent only through violent means.

When Song Heng woke up, the woman was still asleep. He rolled over carefully and lay on the bed, staring at her sleeping face with his eyes blinking sideways.

When she was sleeping, she was a little childish and looked younger than her actual age. Her pink lips opened slightly, her breathing was light, and a strand of curly hair fell on her cheeks.

She seemed a little itchy, her eyelashes moved, and Song Heng's heart flashed, and the next moment, when she hadn't responded, she had lightly touched her hair and plucked the curls of hair from her cheeks.

Then, she continued to watch her sleepy face fascinated.

The warm sunlight couldn't penetrate the heavy curtains, the youth's delicate pale face was half buried in the pillow, the beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at the woman on the side without blinking, and a touch of lips could be called quiet Smile.

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Recently, Su Kui discovered that Song Heng Yao was about to quit, but he seemed obsessed with another thing.