The black-bellied bamboo horse and the sharp-hearted pet: girl, you are so sweet

Chapter 220 The Quiet Night
Outside the door, Ling Qianheng sighed helplessly.

Do you feel like an abandoned little lady?It was as miserable as it could be.

What's more, this is my home...

Ling Qianheng thought about whether to use the spare key to open the door, but on second thought, forget it.

I can only feel wronged and sleep in the guest room...

Although for Ling Qianheng, he might not be able to sleep all night, but who told him to spoil her.

For a long time, Le Muhan didn't hear any sound.

I opened the door nervously, very lightly and quietly.

A gap was exposed, and Le Muhan looked through that gap, and found that Ling Qianheng outside the door had long since disappeared.

Are you really going to sleep in the guest room?
Thinking of this, Le Muhan always felt something was wrong, how could a young master like Ling Qianheng be so obedient?It's really strange.

The door closed again, but this time Le Muhan did not lock it.

Pulling on the slippers and entering the bedroom, lying on the oversized bed, Le Muhan felt like he couldn't fall asleep.

Turned around on the bed a few times, but found that I was unconsciously bored.

Could it be that turning around a few times has stirred up the troubles in my heart?

I took my phone and checked the time, it was already eleven o'clock.

It's never too late.

But usually at this time Le Muhan went to bed early, but now for some reason she couldn't sleep at all.

To be precise, there is no sleepiness at all!

This made Le Muhan a little crazy.

Suddenly I understand the feelings of those who suffer from insomnia in the middle of the night.

It's really... too painful!
And the other side.

Ling Qianheng and Le Muhan also couldn't sleep.

Although Ling Qianheng had experienced such a situation before, but this time the feeling was completely opposite to before.

I feel uncomfortable and blocked.

Get up and go to the balcony.

Looking at this dark night, the cold wind is blowing directly, and it is chilly.

Ling Qianheng didn't feel cold, on the contrary, he could relieve himself a little of the boredom in his heart.

Suddenly, Ling Qianheng narrowed his eyes, wondering if he suddenly thought of something.

At one o'clock in the night, Le Muhan finally fell asleep in a daze.

Although the process of falling asleep was a bit difficult, but at least he fell asleep, and this would not continue to trouble Le Muhan.

Ling Qianheng came to the door of his room with ease.

Holding a little hope, I want to try to see if the door can be opened.

"Bada~"

The door opened.

This made Ling Qianheng feel relieved, and then walked to the bedroom in the dark.

Then the faint moonlight looked at Le Muhan lying quietly on the bed, Ling Qianheng felt that it was really unfair.

She was fine, she slept soundly, she was indeed in lovesickness all the time...

Then, I don't know what kind of psychology it is, it prompted him to go to bed, approach Le Muhan, and immediately stopped him in his arms.

The action is of course very gentle.

The little girl muttered in a low voice, "Ling Qianheng..."

"Huh?" Ling Qianheng responded to her.

In the end, Ling Qianheng didn't hear what Le Muhan said.

It's just a little girl's dream talking.

I don't know why.

When Ling Qianheng held Le Muhan in his arms, he could clearly feel the little girl's dependence.

And even put it together on himself.

This made Ling Qianheng very happy, and his eyes softened as he looked at the little guy in his arms.

It's the warmth that he can't even feel.

In her sleep, Le Muhan felt that there was suddenly another person beside her, but her bodily functions made her subconsciously move towards it, and there was also a very faint, very faint fragrance...it was also very familiar...

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