The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 134 Do you prefer dark or light?

At a certain moment, Saint Anlan embodied the "pure desire style".

A handsome man with an extraordinary temperament, wearing a blue V-neck robe, lies on his side on the bed and looks at you quietly.

What came towards him was a critical strike of beauty. Saint Anlan didn't even need to think about it, his brain and eyes were already following him.

At this moment, she only stood still, forgetting everything else, even the things she wanted to ask before.

For a moment, I felt that "beauty can mislead people".

The person on the bed saw her stay where she was and looked at her coldly: "Are you feeling unwell?"

The cold voice brought Sheng Anlan back to the real world. She came to her senses, shook her head, and hurriedly made an excuse: "No, I just seemed to step on something."

Yan Jin glanced at the clean, dust-free floor, then looked away. Without exposing the truth, he replied calmly, "Then we'll ask the robot to come in and clean it up later."

The lie is clumsy, but someone is covering it up. No matter how clumsy it is, it still hasn't been exposed, so it can still save face.

Saint Anlan lowered his eyes and did not respond, just taking it as his agreement.

The atmosphere became silent again for a moment.

The other person was sleeping in the bed, so how she would sleep at night was a problem.

She quickly glanced around Yan Jin's bedroom. It was empty. Apart from the bed and the desk, there was no other extra furniture.

For a moment, Saint Anlan could only look at the ground.

Unexpectedly, things change.

Surprisingly one day, it was her turn to sleep on the floor.

Sheng Anlan laughed at herself in her heart, thinking that it would be best if Pushe Yuan didn't know about this. If he knew, she wouldn't know where to put her face.

She was so brave in front of him, but in front of Yan Jin, she was like a quail.

What a world of difference.

Thinking of this, Sheng Anlan couldn't help but secretly look at Yan Jin for a moment. This time it was not because of his appearance, but because he was thinking about how to say this.

If she waited for Yan Jin to speak, she would be even more embarrassed. It would be better for her to speak first, which would be more decent.

But, do I really have to speak up?

Sheng Anlan hesitated for a moment. She did not forget that Yan Jin and Pushe Yuan had a good relationship.

I don’t know if they would talk about this kind of sex life in private.

For a moment, Saint Anlan hesitated.

Yan Jin looked at Sheng Anlan who was hesitant to move, then looked around, his watery blue eyes thoughtful.

Finally he stood up and walked towards Saint Anlan.

Before Saint Anlan could react, a tall figure descended from above her head, blocking her view in front of her.

It was only at this moment that Sheng Anlan realized that Yan Jin was so tall.

Maybe I didn't notice him on weekdays, or maybe his presence was not very strong.

He looks aloof, but his height is as high as Zuo Qian'an and the others.

His frail body also looks very strong.

While he was still immersed in the pressure of the other person's height, Yan Jin had already bent down and stretched out his hand to hand it over.

When Saint Anlan noticed a pair of slender jade-like hands appear in front of her, she was slightly startled.

With a hint of disbelief and surprise.

Did Yan Jin mean for her to reach out? She wasn't sure.

How could such a cold and jade-like person do such a thing?

Seeing that the person under him was still hesitant to move, Yan Jin frowned slightly, then reached out his hand and pulled Sheng Anlan forward.

The other person's hands are cool, but not icy.

Unlike the other beastly husbands, who had a thin layer of calluses on the palms of their hands, Yan Jin's hands were smooth and delicate. The slight friction while walking made Sheng Anlan feel as if he was touching silky satin.

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly that Yan Jin's skin was better than hers.

She followed the other person and was so immersed in the other person's delicate skin that she didn't notice at all. Before she knew it, she had been brought to the bed.

It was not until the other party suddenly stopped that Sheng Anlan realized how unusual Yan Jin's action of holding her hand was.

This unusualness is not based on Yan Jin, but on Saint Anlan's impression of Yan Jin.

How could the bright white moon be stained with dust and become stained with her?

Saint Anlan was a little overwhelmed and confused.

She pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but found that she didn't know where to start.

Yan Jin brought the person to the bed and got on it. Seeing that the light was a little brighter, he looked up and stared at Sheng Anlan, "Do you like it darker or brighter?"

"Ah?" The sudden words left Sheng Anlan completely stunned.

A little darker, a little brighter, she didn't understand it right!
Yan Jin patiently repeated, "Should the light for sleeping be dimmed or brightened?"

"Light? Well...then let's make it a little dimmer!" Realizing that he had misunderstood, Sheng Anlan felt a little embarrassed, but when he thought about their situation, it would be better to make it a little dimmer.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jin dimmed the lights.

The light in the room suddenly turned from bright to dim, illuminating the shadows of people and making the atmosphere ambiguous.

Seeing that everyone had adjusted the lights, Saint Anlan had no choice but to ask, "Where do I sleep?"

Yan Jin was a little surprised when he heard this. When did she become so obedient?

A strange look appeared in his eyes for a moment, "Princess, don't you want to sleep on the bed?"

"On the bed?" Sheng Anlan's mouth opened slightly when she heard this. Yan Jin actually asked her to sleep with him.

She must have been hallucinating. Why would Yan Jin ask her to sleep in the same bed with him?

Sheng Anlan shook his head, saw the wardrobe out of the corner of his eye, and moved to get a quilt from the wardrobe to make a bed on the floor.

As soon as he moved half a step, his hand was grabbed by Yan Jin. Sheng Anlan was looking ahead and never expected that Yan Jin would reach out his hand at this time. He lost his balance and fell onto the bed involuntarily.

Her body fell right on Yan Jin, her head buried in Yan Jin's collarbone.

The light fragrance from the other person instantly lingered in her nose, but Sheng Anlan didn't have the leisure to smell it. Instead, her whole body instantly stiffened. She closed her eyes, her heart filled with panic.

Her luck was truly incredible. She just didn't stand firmly, but she pounced on Yan Jin so gracefully.

If, if she explained to him that she really didn't mean it and it was all a coincidence, would he believe it?
After saying this, Sheng Anlan himself felt unsure.

Considering the original owner's reputation, it should be impossible for Yan Jin to believe her!

But if you don’t say it, it means you agree.

After thinking it over, Saint Anlan finally decided to speak.

Never mind, it’s better to say something than not say anything.

However, just as she moved her lips to speak, the person on her suddenly reached out and pulled her up, and her open lips kissed the other person's thin, diamond-shaped lips.

(End of this chapter)