Poplar euphratica has not fallen asleep for a long time.

It was not because he was afraid of ghosts or because he recognized the bed, but because Nuonuo slept within his reach. He could even hear her breathing. In such a quiet environment, it was almost impossible to fall asleep without any distractions.

Poplar simply stopped sleeping.

He looked at the ceiling and raised his ears to capture the sound of his breath.

Then, he heard the girl Nuo turn over.

"Nuo Nuo, haven't fallen asleep yet?" he asked softly.

"Aren't you?"

Nuonuo's voice sounded a little bored. It seemed that she wanted to fall asleep, but she couldn't fall asleep.

"I didn't fall asleep because I was scared. Why are you?"

Poplar Hu asked knowingly.

Xu Yinuo didn't say anything.

Huyang smiled and stopped talking.

I couldn't feel the passage of time in the darkness, as if it had been a long time, and it seemed that I had just a blink of an eye. Xu Yinuo suddenly said, "Are you so afraid of ghosts?"

"Well, the last time I watched a horror movie, I didn't dare to turn off the lights and go to bed after watching it for a month."

Xu Yinuo chuckled softly: "Coward!"

Then he asked, "Then you dare to watch with me?"

"I can't retreat at the last minute, that's so embarrassing."

“Not embarrassing now?”

"At least I used to be a warrior."

"Ahhhh!"

Another silence.

Huyang heard the rustling noise, and he turned his head to look, and his body was shocked and screamed: "Ahhhhhh!"

A long black hair hangs down from the bed, and the ends of the hair are almost hanging to his arms.

Poplar curled into a ball, his lips trembled, but he quickly reacted and said angrily: "Nuo Nuo!"

Xu Yinuo's unscrupulous laugh echoed in the room.

After a while, the laughter gradually stopped.

Xu Yinuo lifted his hair and lay down beside the bed and looked at him condescendingly, humming: "You are so timid, how can you protect me?"

Hu Yang cut his head: "I'm just afraid of things from gods and ghosts. I'm not afraid of people. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll punch one!"

He turned sideways, facing her gaze beside the bed.

Her sweet smile was hidden in the darkness, and she couldn't see clearly, but she should be smiling with her lips pursed. His eyes couldn't see clearly, but his heart could feel it.

Hu Yang continued, "I'm not afraid of people, you're not afraid of ghosts, we're quite complementary."

"Tsk, you can really get it."

Xu Yinuo admired his nonsense skills very much. She felt that she had been deceived by this mouth... Well, she was not completely deceived. In addition to coaxing people, his mouth was still a bit of real skill.

Thinking of being kissed by him at night, her heart beat faster and she couldn't help asking, "Why are you so skillful?"

Hu Yang was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"You said you have never been in a relationship, but I feel like you have kissed a girl before, otherwise why are you so skilled?"

"It's not that I'm too skilled, but that you're too stupid. After watching so many Korean dramas and so many kissing scenes, why haven't you learned anything? Just learn to call Ajioxi."

"Okay, it turns out that you have chosen the kiss scenes I've pushed to you!"

"That's not that. I have studied the bed scene seriously. Do you want me to show you something?"

"climb!"

Stinky hooligan!

Xu Yinuo blushed and cursed in his heart.

She turned over several times in succession and rolled back to the corner of the wall from the edge of the bed.

Nuonuo slept in a double bed. Poplar originally had a beautiful idea. He thought that if he stayed overnight, he would sleep with Nuonuo Da. Who would have thought it would be a floor shop?

Mistakes, mistakes...

He looked at the ceiling, feeling regretful in his heart when he suddenly heard Nuonuo say, "Come on the bed."

"ah?"

Poplar is very suspicious of his ears.

Nuonuo quickly added: "I'm not happy to forget it."

Extremely happy!

Without saying a word, Hu Yang immediately lifted the thin quilt, turned over to the bed, and drilled into the quilt.

"Bang!"

"Oh!"

Xu Yinuo kicked him out of bed and said angrily: "Pick up your own pillow and quilt!"

I've had a bed together, but I don't have a pillow.

Poplar slept on the outside of the double bed. For the first time, he discovered that the double bed was so wide that there was still some space in the middle of each side of the bed.

Xu Yinuo said: "I'm not afraid now, are you? Go to bed quickly."

She believed it and thought Hu Yang was really afraid that ghosts would not be able to sleep. She thought that if she slept beside her, he might not be afraid.

But what she didn't know was that when she slept beside her, Hu Yang could not sleep even more, and she felt inexplicably excited.

"I'm still scared."

Poplar has started to perform.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something slipping into his bed and grabbed his hand accurately.

The soft touch is Nuonuo's little hand.

"What about this? Would it be better?"

Hu Yang thought to himself, if I still insisted on being afraid, would Nuonuo let me hold her to sleep?

But he did not get more greedy, mainly because he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he pinched her palm and said, "It would be much better."

After a while, Nuonuo whispered: "Are you asleep?"

"No."

"Why haven't fallen asleep yet?"

"I'll go to bed when you fall asleep."

"But I can't sleep."

"Then you sing a song for me."

"Now? I don't want it."

Hu Yang found that Nuonuo moved closer quietly, and he could feel her breath.

She asked casually: "Do you boys often talk about beautiful girls, and rank girls, etc."

Hu Yang said decisively: "It's them boys, I never participate."

"Which is my ranking?"

“Women with husbands are not included in the ranking.”

"Ahhhh!"

“…”

Hu Yang found that Nuonuo was quietly approaching again, and he could feel the touch of his hair rubbing against his neck, which was itchy.

"Old Hu."

"Um?"

"Tell me a story."

"Okay, the story I want to tell is a magical adventure of several young people. The name of the story is "Harry Potter"..."

As a senior film critic, Hu Yang has accumulated countless film and television plots in his memory. If he really wants to talk about them, he can talk for a thousand and one night.

Xu Yinuo was immersed in his narrative, and his gentle voice was lingering in his ears. His voice was not the "low and hoarse and magnetic" used in the novel, but the mature and steady listening feeling that made her feel at ease and at ease.

"Vodemort killed Harry's parents, but Harry finally rebounded the Avadasauri curse to himself, leaving only a lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead. Voldemort lost his body and had nowhere to rest his broken soul..."
To be continued...