Attack of the Adorable Kid

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Yan Yan listened to his powerful heartbeat, and his heart was filled with sweetness and happiness.

"Husband, go to sleep!"

Bo Yan clutched Yan Yan's big palm and tightened, "You sleep, I look at you."

After all, I was a little tired, Yan Yan obediently lay beside him.

Bo Yan turned off the lights.

The dormitory was dim.

Yan Yan closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Bo Yan couldn't sleep. He listened to the light and even breathing of the woman around him. He was still afraid and tense in his heart. He was afraid that he would wake up the next morning and never see her again.

About half an hour later, Bo Yan stood up. He did not turn on the light, reached for the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a bottle of medicine from it.

Pour a few capsules into the palm, just before putting them in your mouth, a soft little hand stretched out, and then the dark space was illuminated by the light.

Yan Yan took the sleeping pill from Bo Yan.

"Well, it's okay. I'll take a few slices."

Yan Yan tightly twisted her delicate brows, she said nothing and threw the medicine directly into the trash can.

"Well."

Looking at the red blood in his phoenix's eyes, she was distressed. "I said, cure your insomnia."

Bo Yan clasped her thin waist with one hand and smiled lowly. "You didn't take any sleeping pills before you came back. It's much better now."

Yan Yan bit his **** thin lips. "Anyway, I'm not allowed to eat."

"You can't sleep without eating."

Yan Yan didn't speak, and bit his lower lip directly.

A touch of blood dripped into his lips.

"Do not let me sleep?"

"No medicine, I'll sing to you."

"Protect your throat, you will have a concert tomorrow night."

"I'm fine, Bo Yan, let me treat you well?"

Seeing her soaked in water mist like an elk's eye, he felt a little soft.

"I try to sleep, don't sing."

Yan Yan glanced at him and left him. "You don't listen to me going back."

When she saw that she was going to get up, he pulled her, "It's so late, what are you going to do?"

"If you don't listen, I will go back."

"Well, I'm afraid you're tired."

Yan Yan pounced into Bo Yan's arms again, her nose sore, her eyes red, "Bo Yan, with you, I will never be tired."

Bo Yan stared at her for a while, he turned off the lights, his long arms carried her into his arms, and his voice was low and dumb, "Sing."

Seeing his compromise, Yan Yan felt sweet in his heart. You know, he was an old-fashioned, determined thing that no one could change.

Over the years, he has changed a lot for her.

Although there are still some that she can't see through, and she is relatively taciturn, but who is perfect in this world!

Yan Yan leaned on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and sang a new song "Baby."

Her voice is ethereal and clear, and in the silent dark night, there is a hint of husky. She sings delicately, gently, elegantly, and atmosphericly, so that it can make people's ears pregnant.

Yan Yan sang several songs in succession, and Bo Yan kissed her lips. "Wife, sleep."

He did not fall asleep, and she refused to sleep. Lied on his chest, she pressed against his ears and sang softly again.

I don't know how long, Bo Yan gradually became heavy in her ethereal singing. This was the first time he had fallen asleep, without medication or extreme tiredness.

When Yan Yan heard the man's breathing sound gradually and lightly, she was slightly relieved.

She was really scared that his insomnia could not be improved.

After another half an hour, Yan Yan slightly moved, trying to remove his head from his arm, otherwise his hands would be sour tomorrow morning.

But he just moved a little and he was clenched tightly, "Well, don't leave me ..."

His low, dumb voice seemed to come from deep in the soul, Yan Yan's heart twitched a little, and although he pressed her tightly in his neck to make her breathless, she didn't push him away and opened her mouth. Started singing again.

To keep him asleep, she sang softly until dawn, without stopping.

...

When Yan Yan woke up the next day, Yan Yan was not around.

It had been a long time since he had slept so well.

Bo Yan sat up from the bed and touched the pillow next to her body. The temperature was long gone, and Yan Yan had no idea how long she had left.