Chapter 144 Will You Behave Yourself?

If she sleeps on the sofa and he sleeps on the bed, this problem can be solved perfectly.

But he insists on sharing a room with her.

This is not easy to deal with.

Qiao Mianmian doesn't quite believe that he has to sleep like this.

She is not a sleeping pill.

The lights in the room were turned off and the curtains were drawn. It was pitch black and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Qiao Mianmian couldn't see the expression on the man's face at the moment, but from his voice, she could guess that he must have frowned when he spoke: "I let my woman sleep on the sofa and I sleep on the bed? Baby, you can say it, but I can't do it. Okay, just go to sleep and don't worry about me."

"But"

"Baby, if you really feel sorry for me, let me sleep on the bed. Of course, if you are still worried that I can't control myself and want you, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Qiao Mianmian grabbed the quilt, bit her lips and hesitated for a while, then wavered: "Then can you promise that you will behave properly?"

"No."

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"Baby, if a man can behave properly and not be confused when the woman he likes lies on the same bed with him, you should not worry about whether he will touch you, but whether his physiological function is normal."

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"I can only promise not to go to the last step with you. But I will definitely not be able to help hugging you, kissing you, or making more intimate moves with you."

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Qiao Mianmian's face was hot, and heat came out of her pores.

He was too honest.

How could she answer him?

Couldn't he just lie to her?

For a moment, they were speechless.

The room was quiet again.

All that could be heard was the ticking of the second hand of the alarm clock hanging on the wall and the light breathing of the two people in the room.

After three or four minutes of silence.

After struggling, Qiao Mianmian turned her head and called softly to the bed: "Mo Yesi."

"Hmm?"

The man was still asleep and replied immediately.

Qiao Mianmian pulled a corner of the quilt and said with a blushing face: "You should sleep on the bed."

After a few seconds of silence, the man spoke again: "What about you?"

"Uh, this bed is quite big." Qiao Mianmian pursed her lips and said shyly, "It's okay for two people to sleep. We can sleep on one side each. Uh, if you don't like sleeping like this, you can also..."

Before she finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and the other side of the big bed instantly sank down a little.

The small quilt in her hand was also taken away at the same time.

Before she could react, a strong and powerful arm was wrapped around her waist, hooking her into a strong and hot embrace.

The domineering and clear breath of the man rushed into her nose.

Mo Yesi held the person tightly in his arms, and with his other hand pulled the quilt to cover the two of them.

The girl in his arms seemed to be frightened and struggled for a while. Her thin and weak voice, like a little kitten, was a little panicked: "Mo Yesi, let me go"

"Don't move, baby."

Because of her twisting, the desire that had been suppressed with great difficulty before was stirring in his body again.

Mo Yesi took a deep breath, and the arm around her waist tightened, and his hoarse and low voice was restrained and forbearing: "I just want to hold you to sleep, nothing else. But if you continue to twist in my arms, I can't bear it."