Chapter 1089: can't sleep
The three chatted for a while, Luo Yujun and He Chaoran gradually fell asleep, and only Ke Jingheng was left staring at the ceiling in a daze.
At this moment, he heard the sound of the doorknob turning in the silence. Then, a thin figure appeared in the living room.
By the dim moonlight, Ke Jingheng saw the figure—it was Luo Xiaomei who he had been thinking about all the time.
She was wearing a cartoon nightgown of Winnie the Pooh, and her long hair was casually loose, looking cute and homey.
When he thought that he could see her like this every day in the future, his brain was even more excited, and he really didn't even feel sleepy at all.
Under the moonlight, Luo Xiaomei lightly walked towards the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water.
She had a lot to say to Ke Jingheng, but she didn't know where to start. It was already chaotic enough, and yet another group of people was here, surrounded by so many high-power light bulbs, that she had no chance to be alone with him.
I took a sip of water irritably, letting the cold liquid douse the irritability in my body. Standing quietly under the moonlight for a while, she was about to turn around and go back to her room when she bumped into a wall of flesh.
"Ah!" She called out conditioned reflexively, and Ke Jingheng covered her mouth immediately.
"Shh... They're all sleeping." As he spoke, he gestured in the direction of Luo Yujun and He Chaoran with his eyes.
When he said this, he stared at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and there was a faint layer of moonlight floating in his eyes.
Luo Xiaomei also stared at him with wide eyes, unable to take his eyes away for a while, as if the whole person was involved in a whirlpool.
Ke Jingheng was a little embarrassed by her, his fair and handsome face flushed red. It is impossible for anyone to stay awake when the girl they like looks at them like this.
His mind became a little dizzy, and after realizing it, he felt that two pieces of softness were gently rubbing against his palm.
In my mind, back and forth was the feeling of savoring these two soft slices that morning. Sweet, soft... He has also reminisced countless times in those late nights when he was tossing and turning.
"Mmmmm..." Luo Xiaomei's protest interrupted his thoughts.
Ke Jingheng just pulled away from his memory, and seemed to hear her muttering: "Let go of me, I'm about to suffocate..."
Luo Xiaomei's face flushed red, not because of shyness - but because Ke Jingheng was covering her for a long time, and she couldn't breathe at all.
Ke Jingheng's face turned red again, he quickly let go of his hand and grabbed her shoulders with concern: "I'm sorry...Are you all right?"
"No...it's fine." Luo Xiaomei lowered her head, not wanting her to see her shy and happy expression at the moment. His palm was very warm, and the touch of the moment seemed to remain on his lips.
"It's so late, why are you still not sleeping?" Ke Jingheng didn't know what to say for a while, he seemed to only hear his own heartbeat.
"I can't sleep." Luo Xiaomei said as she walked towards the balcony. The cool wind blowing on her face brought a fresh breath, which brightened her mood.
Being able to see the person you like, be with the person you like, even if you stay up all night, you will not feel tired.
Ke Jingheng silently followed behind her and stopped beside her.