Chapter 92 Grabbing his fate by the throat
Liang Huan froze and moved carefully to the side, wanting Song Jiaxi's arm that was placed on his chest to fall off.
However, when he moved one inch to the side, Song Jiaxi moved one inch, and when he moved one foot to the side, Song Jiaxi moved one foot, anyway, he was always close to him.
Seeing that there was no more place to move by the bed, Liang Huan took a deep breath, reached out his hand, gently pinched Song Jiaxi's wrist, and picked up the arm that was put on her chest.
He lay on the bed, stretched out one leg, and after his heel touched the ground, he carefully moved down, and then gently placed Song Jiaxi's little hand on the bed.
He stood beside the bed, looked at her helplessly, walked around the bed, walked to the other side, and lay down again.
However, just after he lay down for a few seconds, Song Jiaxi, who was beside him, leaned towards him again as if he had sensed it, but this time he changed an arm and put it on his chest.
Liang Huan: “…”
What should he do? Should he move to the side and then move to the other side to lie down?
Just as he was in a state of confusion, the little hand that was on his chest suddenly moved down.
Liang Huan just felt that the hair on her back was about to stand up.
He felt a dangerous aura slowly approaching him.
Sure enough, two seconds later, Song Jiaxi's little hand accurately grabbed his life gate in the quilt.
It was quiet all over, and the air outlet of the air conditioner was still whistling.
However, Liang Huan felt that his body became hot instantly.
Her hands were soft and warm... and it made his body react involuntarily.
Oh shit!!
Why is this guy like this?!
He was used to being caught by her before, so he could continue to sleep with peace of mind, but now, it has been five years!! Five years!!
How did he live these five years!!
How could his fragile heart withstand this heavy blow!?
Liang Huan took a breath of air conditioning, closed his eyes in the darkness, silently grabbed her little hand and moved it away.
Song Jiaxi, who was sleeping, seemed to mutter with great dissatisfaction, turned over, but did not continue to touch him.
Liang Huan sighed a long sigh. He closed his eyes and recited desperately in his mind that endodontic disease can be divided into acute pulpitis, chronic pulpitis, pulpite disease, periodontal disease can be divided into gingivitis, gingival hyperplasia, periodontitis...
As soon as he finished reciting the type of disease treated in the oral department, his physical reaction gradually subsided. In the darkness, he stretched out a small hand and ruthlessly pinched his fate's throat again...
Liang Huan: “…”
Damn it!! Is it still allowed people to sleep anymore!!
There was no other way, Liang Huan could only silently hold the wrists of her hands and fix her in her arms, and then escape the control of fate.
But this soft jade-like body, the scent of nothingness, the warm touch of the thin pajamas...
At that moment, Liang Huan suddenly regretted his decision.
Why did he knock over the glass of water with his hands? Why did he wet the sofa in the living room...
Is it just for the sake of how it is, making yourself uncomfortable?
Chapter completed!