"have you slept?"

"not yet."

"Can you sleep?"

"I can't sleep, I'm not sleepy at all."

When they arrived at the hotel, Zhang Mingyang and Xia Xingruo were still feeling sleepy.

They were fascinated by the lake going upstairs, and they were fascinated by the lake while lying on the bed.

But when they covered themselves with quilts and lay flat on the bed, their sleepiness gradually dissipated, and both of them became more and more awake.

But they didn't dare to disturb each other.

In Xia Xingruo's view, the junior was busy working in the morning and taking care of her in the afternoon. In the evening, the two of them traveled to Haicheng. He must be very sleepy and she couldn't disturb him.

The junior student didn't snore when sleeping, and she didn't know if the person next to her was asleep, so she could only lie quietly on the bed and try not to make any noise.

Zhang Mingyang didn't dare to disturb sister Ruoruo, and he didn't even dare to touch her because he was afraid that he couldn't help it.

Since the doctor told her to have a good rest, they must follow the doctor's advice.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and neither of them noticed that the other was not asleep at all.

It wasn't until they turned over together in unison and stared at each other with wide-open eyes in the darkness that Xia Xingruo and Zhang Mingyang realized that the other person hadn't slept either, but had been in a daze.

Zhang Mingyang was afraid that Xia Xingruo could not sleep because of a fever, so he turned on the small desk lamp beside the bed, found the thermometer in the suitcase, shook it a few times and handed it to Sister Ruoruo.

"I don't have a fever, I'm fine!" Xia Xingruo retorted in a low voice, but still put the thermometer in her clothes obediently.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Mingyang picked up the thermos cup, which contained boiling water that he had received before boarding the plane. He mixed warm water into the paper cup.

"Be careful of burning."

Ten thousand words of "drink more hot water" are not as good as just putting the hot water into a girl's hand without saying anything.

Zhang Mingyang moved his body, which was a little stiff because he was lying flat on his back. He fumbled in his pockets and walked out.

"I'm going to stand outside for a while."

While talking, he was still searching, but he searched several pockets and couldn't find what he wanted.

Xia Xingruo put the half-drunk paper cup on the bedside table. She picked up the thing on it and asked, "Are you looking for this?"

What she was holding in her hand was a box of Yellow Crane Tower and the lighter that Zhang Mingyang took with him when he got off the plane.

Although he and Sister Ruoruo had never planned to hide their smoking, they had not seen each other much during this period, and it was a bit embarrassing to be caught suddenly. Zhang Mingyang didn't know how the cigarette case got into her hands.

"You dropped your clothes on the floor when you came in and took off your clothes." Xia Xingruo explained, and she took the initiative to hand over the cigarette case and lighter: "Let's smoke in the house, it's cold outside."

In fact, when they met at the airport for the first time after the Chinese New Year, she could smell the faint smell of tobacco on her junior classmate.

Xia Xingruo has never liked the smell of cigarettes, and she will deliberately keep her distance when there are smokers around her.

But when she saw the cigarette case carried by her junior classmate, she felt even more distressed.

She has heard others say that men only start smoking when they are extremely stressed.

"It's okay, I'd better go out." Zhang Mingyang knew Sister Ruoruo and knew that she had never liked the smell of cigarettes.

When he was with her before, he hadn't learned to smoke yet.

He took the cigarette case and lighter from Xia Xingruo and headed towards the door.

"Don't go!"

Xia Xingruo grabbed Zhang Mingyang's wrist and refused to let go.

Her voice was still a little weak. After hearing these two words, how could he be willing to leave?

Zhang Mingyang forcibly suppressed the craving for cigarettes in his heart. He put the cigarette case and lighter aside and sat on the bed: "Well, I'm not leaving."

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Unexpectedly, when he just sat down, Xia Xingruo leaned out and picked up the cigarette case and lighter that he had put aside.

She opened the cigarette case awkwardly, took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"I don't mind."

Seeing that Zhang Mingyang was still motionless, Xia Xingruo forcefully put the cigarette into his mouth.

Then she picked up the lighter again.

But the lighter that came from the airport railing in his hand was an old-fashioned mechanical roller. Xia Xingruo tried several times but failed to ignite it.

Seeing Sister Ruoruo's serious look, Zhang Mingyang suddenly felt helpless and funny.

It was as if he had to smoke this cigarette in front of her today.

Xia Xingruo couldn't light it for a long time, so Zhang Mingyang had no choice but to take the lighter from her hand. When he pressed hard, a cluster of flames appeared on the top of the lighter.

"That's how it's used."

While Zhang Mingyang was lighting up his cigarette, Xia Xingruo was not idle either.

She picked up the ashtray placed on her side of the bed and placed it on the side of the bed closest to her junior.

After taking a deep breath, the fire flickered and the smoke rose.

Zhang Mingyang was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Xia Xingruo climbed up to him, lying on his lap, leaning his head to the side, and gently rubbing his junior's body.

He also put his hands into the smooth platinum hair and felt the hair slipping from his fingertips.

At this moment, he seemed to feel Sister Ruoruo's endless attachment to him.

She was no longer the mature woman who took care of everything, she showed her most tender and vulnerable side in front of him.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Xia Xingruo took out the thermometer from her clothes.

With the faint light of the small desk lamp on the bedside table, she saw that the thermometer value remained normal. She proudly stretched the thermometer in front of her junior student and said, "Look, there is no fever now."

Zhang Mingyang took the thermometer and found that Sister Ruoruo's body temperature had indeed returned to the beginning of thirty-six.

Taking advantage of this convenient position, he reached out and pinched Xia Xingruo's cute face that still had some baby fat, and pretended to be vicious and said: "Then why are you still up so late at night? You are not good at all. I thought you had a fever.

"

Xia Xingruo was very unconvinced. She struggled a few times, but still couldn't break free from the clutches.

"Didn't you sleep too? I thought you were asleep, and you didn't dare to move at all!"

Zhang Mingyang let go of his hand and said, "I thought you were asleep too."

After a moment of silence, they both laughed out loud, and then realized that they wanted to go together.

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Xia Xingruo played with his junior's big hand, counting the number of dots on it.

Zhang Mingyang didn't reply, he stretched out his five fingers, and Xia Xingruo also put his little hand in very cooperatively, and the two interlocked their fingers.

"Did you start smoking during the Chinese New Year period?" She said while lying on her side, staring at their intertwined hands.

"Yeah." Zhang Mingyang nodded.

He smoked the cigarette as fast as possible. When he spoke, there was only a cigarette butt left in the Yellow Crane Tower in his hand. He put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray.

"There's no need to hide from me." Xia Xingruo said, "I know you're very stressed and tired, so there's no need to hide from me."

She had told her best friend before that she would never find a boyfriend who smoked.

But when you really like someone, all the rules and regulations in the past become useless.

"If you encounter any difficulties or pressure, you can tell me. Although I can't help you solve the problem or give you any good suggestions, I believe I can be a qualified listener."

Xia Xingruo sat up straight and looked at the junior in front of him seriously.

The two people's hands were still intertwined and never let go.

"I don't want you to protect me and help me all the time. I want to marry you. I hope I can also be your safe haven, help you behind your back, and give you strength."

Zhang Mingyang's eyes flickered. If he hadn't been worried that he had just finished smoking, he would even want to kiss her directly.

It was like this before.

When he was with sister Ruoruo, he had just become a small leader in the group.

Apart from the technology in his hands, he basically knows everything, and he doesn't know how to manage the people under him.

Xia Xingruo, who was born in a compound since she was a child, is naturally familiar with this kind of thing. She has really been supporting him behind his back.

It's a pity that he is a scumbag. When one day the cinnabar mole turns into mosquito blood, he starts to pursue some excitement in his dull life.

"Is this a proposal?" Zhang Mingyang asked with a smile.

The twinkling stars covered the moonlight, and he only dared to use a joke to cover up his guilty conscience.

After reviving his life, he was still a scumbag, greedily wanting to keep the two most important people in his life by his side without letting go of either of them.

"What do you think?"

Xia Xingruo smiled sweetly, and she took the initiative to get closer, but when the distance between the two was only a few centimeters, she stopped again.
To be continued...