After wearing the book, my strategy was wrong, the male protagonist

Chapter 650 Are you still uncomfortable?

Zhong Wan was so tired that he didn't even want to move his hair.

Let He Yu carry her to the bathroom to take a shower and clean up.

After taking a shower, Zhong Wan leaned on the sofa in the bedroom, and He Yu stood behind her blow-drying his hair.

The strength of his fingertips was just right, and when he pressed the clock, sleepiness emerged, and he fell asleep directly leaning on the sofa.

He Yu turned down the wind power of the hair dryer, lowered his eyes, and carefully and gently dried her hair.

Zhong Wan slept until five o'clock in the afternoon.

Opening his eyes in a daze, he saw a different decoration and style from his own bedroom.

She froze for a few seconds.

Only then did he realize that this was in He Yu's bedroom.

996 kept complaining in Zhong Wan's mind.

【The world is going down~】

【白/日/xuan/kinky/ah~】

【Host, do you know how long Xiao Jiu was locked in Mosaic Creek this morning~】

[Xiao Jiu almost thought that he couldn't get out, woo woo woo~]

996 cried very sadly.

In fact, his sadness is not all because of this.

But when he finally came out of Mosaic, the higher-ups told him that the abnormal movement on the 88th floor disappeared.

This means that He Yu missed this opportunity to revive his memory.

If He Yu recovered his memory, Zhong Wan might be able to stay in this world without any worries.

But there is no if in this world.

Zhong Wan didn't know why 996 was crying so sadly.

She doesn't comfort people.

996's cry echoed back and forth in her mind, which upset her.

After telling him a few words not to cry, but finding no effect, Zhong Wan raised his voice: "Shut up! Don't cry!"

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

996 sobbed twice and held back.

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The bedroom door was opened, and He Yu came in from the outside.

Close the door to block out the outside light.

"wake up?"

He Yu sat by the bed, lowered his head and kissed Zhong Wan's eyes lightly.

Zhong Wan sat up from the bed.

She was wearing He Yu's pajamas, the size of the pajamas was larger than her usual clothes, and it was a bit loose on her body.

The delicate collarbone is exposed loosely.

Also on it is his masterpiece from this morning.

Zhong Wan's skin is more delicate than he imagined.

Take a sip, red one.

Out of sight, He Yu pulled her collar up.

Hands naturally rested on her slender waist, pulling him into her arms.

Only he knows how soft this waist is.

If possible, he would like to hug Zhongwan like this for the rest of his life.

He Yu rubbed her waist with his fingertips, and asked, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

"A little sour."

He Yu asked Zhong Wan to lie down and squeezed her waist.

Zhong Wan had just woken up, and was still a little angry.

Because of the issue of strength, He Yu tossed and tossed for nearly half an hour.

He Yu has no temper at all, and follows Zhong Wan's wishes.

He didn't finish until his hands felt a little numb.

Turning Zhong Wan over skillfully, seeing that she closed her eyes again and wanted to sleep, she pulled her up and hugged her.

"Auntie cooked chicken porridge for you, go out and drink some before going to bed."

Only then did Zhong Wan feel hungry, so he got out of bed and followed He Yu out.

-

After finishing the porridge, Zhong Wan and He Yu nestled on the sofa to watch a movie.

He Yu found a classic foreign romance movie.

The two of them were very quiet when they were watching the movie, and the only sound in the living room was the exchange of foreign languages ​​from the TV.

Zhong Wan found a comfortable place to lean against in He Yu's arms.

He Yu hugged her, satisfied physically and mentally, and unconsciously played with the ends of her hair on her shoulders.

The sun was setting, and the orange sunset glow spread across the sky.

A movie is over.

The ending is tragic.

The meaning of a classic is that even if you read it many times, you can understand a new meaning in it every time, and you will shed tears for it every time.

(End of this chapter)