my husband is a prince

Chapter 80 I Said I Will Protect You 12
It was said that there was an unforeseen event on this day, and the weather was fine in the evening, but it rained heavily in the middle of the night, accompanied by thunder and thunder, and lightning flashed across the sky like silver lights.

"Boom..." The loud thunder woke up Yang Xiaole who had finally fallen asleep.She grew up terrified of rainy days, especially when accompanied by thunder.It always made her feel insecure.Especially now that all her relatives have left her and she is the only one left.

"Ah..." With a loud noise, she yelled in fear, scaring away all the sleepy creatures.

She got up and ran towards the next room, opened the door softly, and tiptoed to Lin Haoyu's bed with a ray of light coming in from the window.She climbed onto the bed gently, and got into the bed like an earthworm.

It's so warm, and Yu's quilt is still warm.

Thinking about it, she stretched out her hand gently, and wrapped around Lin Haoyu like an octopus again.

In the darkness, Lin Haoyu slowly opened his eyes. In fact, he hadn't slept all night. When Yang Xiaole called out just now, he wanted to go over to have a look, but before he got up, he heard the door open. He didn't need to guess who was coming. .So, he pretended to be asleep, until the "devil's claw" stretched out, he smiled with satisfaction.

Turning around, he gently took her into his arms.

Yang Xiaole looked at Lin Haoyu with a smirk on his face, and felt even more embarrassed. . .

"Uh...this...I am..." She stammered, but she didn't know how to say it.

"My wife, didn't you say that you won't sleep in the same room as me? Why, it's not good to sneak attack in the middle of the night!" Interesting, he, Lin Haoyu, has never teased someone like this before. I didn't expect Xiaole to be so good." ".Ha ha.

"I, I'm not the kind of person you think." Yang Xiaole was eager to refute.

"Oh, what kind of person?" He deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, who told him to make him suffer from a night of lovesickness.

"That's right, the kind of casual person."

"Really? I didn't say that. You said it yourself. Don't rely on me." His hands still hugged her tightly, and his tone was so gentle that Yang Xiaole almost stared blankly.

How many faces does Lin Haoyu have?But she couldn't see through him more and more. When it was cold, it was colder than anything else, but when it was gentle, it made people feel good. . . . . .

In short, she likes Lin Haoyu like this, not the cold him before going to bed.

(End of this chapter)