She didn't want to leave me! She's going to accompany me! I really like this duplicitous girl! Ling Yuhao found that the air was full of the smell of love. He took advantage of the gap between going to the toilet and secretly said to the old housekeeper, "Help me arrange tutors for every subject, and attend classes all day on Saturdays and Sundays! My homework is too hard. How is her brain so useful?"
The old housekeeper smiled and said, "Miss Shan is really the young master's lucky star!" He glanced again at the direction of the room arranged by Ling Yuhao, full of joy, and exclaiming they are really boy and girl attendants of fairies.
Ling Yuhao wrote this homework until eleven o'clock. Shan Qianyu yawned unconsciously.
Ling Yuhao, who seemed to have a tailwind ear, quickly turned around, "Sleepy, huh? It's too late tonight, that you should sleep here. I've arranged a room for you, and it's convenient for Uncle Feng to send us to school tomorrow morning."
"Huh? Oh." Shan Qianyu played a night of games and did have some eye strain. Then she followed Ling Yuhao to a pleasantly fragrant pink room, and she was awake when she boarded.
What is standard in a girls' room? Barbie? Plush toy? Pendant lights? A polished jewel? Is this a room for people to sleep in or a children's playground?
All she needed was an ordinary bed, and who could tell her what was going on with this eye-catching macaron powder? Will the dome of the silk tent suffocate if it is closed? Why is there a pink panther-colored hanging chair? What is that weird pile of dolls on the couch for? Did Ling Yuhao treat her like a five-year-old girl? Also, when did he shoot her side face? It's also weird and good-looking.
"Like it?" Ling Yuhao looked at her expectantly, which was very incompatible with his usual cold style.
He must have been carefully arranged, and saying that she didn't like it should not be angry but sad. Shan Qianyu thought of a better way, rather than come to a noisy house, so she arrogantly asked him, "Where is your room?"
"Uh... Next door to yours..."
Shan Qianyu strode out and came to Ling Yuhao's room—it was a normal person's room: bed, cloakroom, coffee table, sofa, bay window tatami, miscellaneous cabinet, rotating storage shelf. The place is large, but there are a few things, neatly placed, Nordic style, fresh feeling, and there is a faint aromatic smell, with plain pattern wallpaper, no redundant decoration.
"I want to stay here!"
"Huh?" Ling Yuhao was feeling himself suddenly stupid.
Shan Qianyu poked at his chest, "You, go to another room to sleep."
"This is my room..." He couldn't seem to react.
"I don't care." She is that kind of girl who eat your rice, sleep in your bed, sit in your house, and be the master of your house. She don't believe in such brazenness that Ling Yuhao don't jump like thunder!
Ling Yuhao opened his mouth with red-faced but could speak no word. Did she want to sleep with me but was too embarrassed to say? How could she be so proactive? What should I do with her? What if I can't help it at night? How could she trust me so much? What the hell to do!
Ling Yuhao tried to tighten his personality, "I want to sleep here too."
"Then you sleep on the ground, and I sleep on the bed!" Isn't that what a pimp is?
"No, you sleep on the floor and I sleep in bed!" Ling Yuhao forced Shan Qianyu back to the corner, and the tall figure completely obscured the light, thinking that she really wanted to sleep with him. This cute "little pepper"!
At night, Ling Yuhao, who was sleeping on the other extra bed, turned his head to look at Shan Qianyu who was sleeping on his bed. Shan Qianyu was asleep on the two-meter-wide bed in the original room, and the housekeeper couldn't let the young master really sleep on the ground, so he asked someone to move an additional bed of the same width of one meter and a large bed to form a 3-meter-wide super bed - strictly speaking, the two of them are now sleeping on the same bed, only one meter away in between.
"Little pepper?" Ling Yuhao whispered, "Have you slept?"
"...Hmmm~~~"
Ling Yuhao's heart was filled with sweetness, "I spent the night with a girl for the first time..."
He propped up a little upper body, inclined to Shan Qianyu, "I will hold you to sleep and do nothing, could I? If you don't speak, you acquiesce!" Saying that, he moved lightly behind Shan Qianyu, reached out and distinguished from the back of her neck and waist, put his nose on her hair, sucked her hair incense, and dropped a light kiss.
Saying that nothing was done, Ling Yuhao just held Shan Qianyu and silently smiled all night.
When Shan Qianyu woke up, she saw that the curtain that was not completely closed penetrated into a beam of light, just hitting Ling Yuhao's face. His skin is clean and cold, and it has nothing to do with Sven's beauty, which can remind people of the cold mountain in the middle of the night, unattainable and frozen to the bone; his face is three-dimensional and deep, with the handsome silhouette of the European aristocracy, and with an unconquerable wildness; the eyes are as deep as a cold pool; usually there is no smile at all, but at this time it is a crescent moon filled with stars, and the nose line is beautiful, just like the broadcast 747 dream transporter airliner soaring in the sky; and the thick lips of the natural grapefruit color are extremely seductive.
It turned out that he was born so good-looking—she found out today. No wonder it is the male protagonist. This irresistible attraction, really fatal.
"Your Highness, you seem to look better than the school hunk."