Attack of the Adorable Kid

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Bo Yan hugged Yan Yan to the bed.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, her long curly eyelashes were narrowed, small. The expression on his face was quiet and beautiful.

She leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat quietly.

After a moment, he looked up and kissed his stubble chin, "Sleep!"

About half an hour later, Yan Yan was lethargic and found that the man holding her was still staring at her. She raised her small face and looked at his deep and slender phoenix, "What's wrong, sleep Can't you? "

He gave a slight hum, patted her head with a big palm, "I'm fine, you go to sleep first."

Yan Yan knew that it might be his own words that affected his mood.

She raised her hands around his neck, and her eyes were watery, so she could see the pole. "Can we do something else if we can't sleep?"

Bo Yan pulled down the woman's hands with a calm face and reprimanded, "Well, you can't stay up late."

"You can't sleep, shall I sing to you?"

Bo Yan narrowed her eyes and looked at her without speaking.

"You don't listen?" She was pounding at his heart.

The two have been together for a long time. When he looks at her with such deep eyes, she will still be as shy as a girl.

She is now a popular singer, and it is hard to get a ticket for a concert.

But she never sang in front of him.

Seeing that he wasn't talking, she thought he didn't want to listen, pretending to sigh angrily, and rolled over to the bed, away from him.

Every time she appears, I don't know how many fans want to hear her singing!

This guy doesn't even want to listen!

Bo Yan looked at the woman lying on the edge of the bed. As long as she moved out, she might fall to the ground. He shook his head helplessly, extended his long arm, and pressed the wall light.

When the room becomes dark, people's hearing and smell will become quite sensitive.

Although separated by a distance, Yan Yan could feel the gentle shallow breathing of the man.

Terrible!

She found that his attraction to her was growing.

I don't know how long, the man's low-dumbness. The sense of his voice sounded in the dark, "Don't you be afraid to fall down while you sleep?"

Yan Yan pretended to be asleep and ignored him.

Who hasn't got a little temper yet?

A few seconds later, a slender arm stretched out, grabbed her, and drew it into her arms.

She pushed him, and he chuckled, "You don't want me to hold?"

He was about to let go.

Yan Yan was so angry with him that he raised his hand and patted him **** his arm.

When she was done venting, he kissed her forehead and spit out two words, "Sing it!"

In the dark space, Yan Zheng couldn't see his expression, but he could feel his slender eyes falling on her face.

In the face of thousands of viewers, she was not nervous, but now she was inexplicably nervous.

Coughing, she pretended to be calm, "What do you want to hear?"

"Anyway."

Yan Yan's thick and long eyelashes trembled, she tilted her head and fell into thought.

He has insomnia, and to coax him to sleep, naturally he can't sing explosive songs.

"Sing a song of Xiao Heshuo, I love you!"

"it is good."

...

Once had a beautiful dream,

Smile together and walk hand in hand together

Don't care if it can be permanent

As if there is no end

I thought I always understood

What does your eyes reveal

Every sunset with you is happy

Oh Salanheo's reason for love can't be wrong

Even if you change time and space, you will have the same dream

...

Her voice is clear and ethereal, with a special texture. In the quiet and dark night, she can sing the soul of the song into the heart, delicate control, elegant, atmospheric, pleasant, and with a touch of sadness, so that people can hear Your ears can be pregnant.

When Bo Yanping, he rarely listened to popular songs.

Don't have a charm when you hear Yan Yan's singing.

She sang several songs in his ear, and he reached out his hand and patted her little head, "Sleep."

Yan Yan refused to stop, "I will sing until you fall asleep."

About half an hour later, in her beautiful singing, he gradually went to sleep.

He heard a light and even breathing sound, and Yan Yan's lips twitched a sweet smile.

He fell asleep, but Yan Yan lost sleep.

She rested her head on his arm and stared at him without blinking.

In the dark space, in fact, she could not see him clearly.

But in his mind he could clearly draw his outline.

From long slender eyebrows, tall and straight nose bridges to thin, thin lips.

Each painting is delicate and delicate, just as carefully drawn by the artist.

Staring at him for a long time, Yan Yanwo entered his arms and was ready to sleep.

Suddenly the phone vibrated.

Yan Yan looked up, and saw that his cell phone on the bedside table was on.

She went to the bedside table and glanced.

There is an unread text message on the lock screen.

An unfamiliar number without a note.