"Shall we sleep together?" Huang Yao suddenly became interested and looked at him with a smile and asked.

"No, you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa." Nie Yiquan replied immediately.

Huang Yao's eyes were stunned: "This bed is big enough for us to sleep on. Why do you want to sleep on the sofa? The sofa is so small and you have such a big body. Can you squeeze it in?"

Nie Yiquan glanced at the sofa. Indeed, it could not accommodate his length, so he stared at the floor: "I'll sleep on the floor, and you'll sleep on the bed."

Huang Yao looked stunned: "I don't mind, what do you mind?"

Nie Yiquan looked at her angrily and said seriously: "This is not something I mind, this is my respect for you."

Huang Yao understood instantly that he was not one of those men who wanted to take advantage of her, and he respected her.

"Okay, then if... it's hard to sleep on the floor, you can sleep on the bed." Huang Yao said with a red face.

Nie Yiquan chuckled and shook his head. He didn't want to take advantage of others' danger.

Huang Yao went to take a bath first. After taking a bath, she realized that she didn't bring her pajamas. Oh, no, she wasn't sleepy at all, but she didn't really want to use the hotel's bath towel.

So Huang Yao stuck his head out and asked Nie Yiquan directly: "Do you have a shirt? Can you lend it to me?"

Nie Yiquan immediately found one and handed it to her.

Huang Yao walked out wearing his shirt, casually pulled off the rubber band, and his long hair fell on her shoulders. Her whole body was as clear as jade, with black hair, white muscles, and a pair of watery big breasts.

Her eyes seemed moistened by the heat, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she had the charm of a girl and a woman.

Nie Yiquan was sitting on the sofa, working on something on his laptop, when he suddenly saw her coming out, and his eyes were startled for a moment.

The woman in front of her looked bright and beautiful under the dim light.

Like those vaguely beautiful women in old movies, Nie Yiquan's breathing became tight.

Huang Yao pulled at the hem of his clothes with some embarrassment. Maybe her upper body was plump, which made his shirt appear shorter. She looked at the man shyly: "When will you take a shower? I'm going to bed first."

Nie Yiquan's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and then he said in a hoarse voice: "I have to deal with some things. You go to bed first, I will be later."

Huang Yao felt a sense of loss in his heart. With such a real beauty like her lying in front of him, he was still in the mood to work. What does this mean?

Huang Yao was lying on the bed, silently reflecting that she must be lacking in female charm.

Nie Yiquan stared at the computer. His thoughts were clear just now. Now, he seemed to be unable to see anything in his eyes. Instead, his brain was filled with pictures.

Nie Yiquan pretended to deal with it for more than ten minutes, and finally he couldn't pretend anymore. He closed the computer and quickly glanced at the bed. The woman had already laid down and fell asleep.

Nie Yiquan let out a low breath, feeling the air feel dry and hot for no reason, and his body felt hot.

In fact, despite his appearance of seriousness, he is also a young man with strong blood. Facing the woman he likes, he cannot really be a monk. He just has better self-control than others and will not allow it.

Losing control of yourself.

Where did Huang Yao sleep? She took a nap in the afternoon and is very awake now.

However, she had to pretend to be asleep, because she knew that Nie Yiquan would not do anything to her, and she could only pretend to be asleep to avoid the awkwardness of the two people meeting each other's eyes.

She heard the man's footsteps and entered the bathroom.

His beautiful eyes opened instantly, Huang Yao secretly exhaled, what happened?

If other couples were in the same room, would they get along like this?

Probably not, that's not how it's played on TV.

Even if the male protagonist deliberately asks for a room, he will do something to the female protagonist.

Unless...he is not interested in the heroine, he will be a gentleman.

Not interested?

Huang Yao's beautiful eyes narrowed instantly. No, she couldn't just miss such a beautiful night. She had to test whether he was not interested.

Huang Yao was shocked by his bold idea, and his pretty face instantly became hot.

She reached out and patted her face. Although she was afraid of pain, she knew she didn't have much chance.

She really wanted to be with him and was willing to do so.

Huang Yao's mind was spinning, thinking about all these things. Suddenly, she heard the bathroom door open.

Huang Yao trembled all over. She had been so courageous just now, but when she actually heard him walking out, she instantly turned into a coward again. She could only close her eyes and continue to pretend to sleep.

Nie Yiquan walked out wearing the gray pajamas he had brought with him. His short hair was still a little damp. He rubbed it with a towel at will, and his breath became even more wild and unruly.

"Don't pretend to be asleep. Get up and talk if you can't sleep." Nie Yiquan saw through the pretending woman on the bed at a glance.

Huang Yao immediately opened his eyes, sat up, and looked at him with resentful eyes: "How do you know I'm pretending?"

Nie Yiquan's thin lips curved into a smile: "I don't know either, I'm just guessing."

Huang Yao became even angrier inexplicably, so she took the pillow next to her and threw it at him.

The man stretched out his hand to catch it, his handsome face slightly startled: "What's wrong?"

Huang Yao didn't know what was wrong with her, but she had some inexplicable emotions, so she lay back on the bed with her back to him.

Nie Yi Quan Junrong was even more surprised, so he walked to her side and bent down to see her expression: "Huang Yao..."

Huang Yao immediately closed his eyes and didn't look at him.

Nie Yiquan inexplicably felt that the matter was serious. He quickly sat down by the bed and asked seriously: "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly... angry?"

"No..." Huang Yao immediately turned around and continued to face him.

Nie Yiquan reached out to grab her arm and his voice softened: "Did I make you angry?"

Huang Yao found that he didn't care about her, and she might be fine. He kept caring about her, and her temper became worse and worse.

"Okay... don't be sulky." Nie Yiquan hugged her over.

Huang Yao trembled all over, his beautiful eyes raised, meeting his serious and concerned eyes.

"Nie Yiquan, do you... don't like me that much?" Huang Yao glanced at his handsome face and asked aggrievedly.

Nie translator Quan Junrong was stunned, not expecting that she would ask this unnecessary question.

"Why do you think so?" Nie Yiquan chuckled dumbly: "If I didn't like you, you wouldn't be able to see me at all."

Huang Yao turned his pretty face to one side and snorted: "Then why... you are not anxious about me at all? Other men, if the woman they like is around, they will not take advantage of her, but

The way you look at me is so innocent."

After Nie Yiquan listened, he couldn't laugh or cry.

God knows how hard it was for him to endure it, but he just didn't dare to show it for fear of scaring her.

"Why do you think so?" Nie Yiquan's breathing gradually deepened, and he looked at her, where was his innocence?

Huang Yao instantly met his dark eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

Nie Yiquan possessed him and kissed her forehead: "I just think that precious things should be cherished and asked for at the right time, which is the most beautiful thing."

"When is the right time?" Huang Yao asked blankly, his heart beating wildly.

"Of course it's the wedding night." The man answered her with a chuckle.

Huang Yao's beautiful eyes trembled again, and there was a touch of sadness in her voice: "What if... we don't get married?"

The expression on Nie Yiquan's face suddenly became stiff. He looked straight at her and said firmly: "We will."

"I mean, what if it doesn't happen? It really doesn't happen?" Huang Yao's expression showed panic.

Nie Yiquan suddenly stopped talking and looked at her silently: "Unless you don't want to marry me."

Huang Yao's heart felt an inexplicable dull pain, heavy and uneasy.

She dove into his arms, pressed her face against his chest, and rubbed gently: "Of course I do. I want someone who can give me a home so that my heart can stop wandering and can stop."

Nie Yiquan hugged her tightly, put his thin lips on her shoulders, and murmured in a low voice: "I just want to give you a home and become your harbor."

"Thank you, Nie Yiquan." Huang Yao's tears fell instantly. She stretched out her hands and hugged him tightly: "If this is the home you gave me, it must be very warm and what my heart desires."

"If a home is warm, the mistress of the home must be very warm." Nie Yiquan said with a chuckle.

Huang Yao closed his eyes, tears falling even more fiercely.

Although the two of them were talking about their expectations for the future, Huang Yao felt inexplicably sad.

Because she always had a hunch that this wish would not be achieved.

"Nie Yiquan..." Huang Yao reached out and gently pushed away his arms, raising his head, Lihua looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Nie Yiquan lowered his eyes and locked hers. When he saw her crying, he was startled and wanted to reach out to wipe away her tears. The next second, she suddenly took the initiative to lean her face towards him, her moist red lips, gently touching her face.

Gently pressed against his thin lips.

Nie Yiquan was shocked and wanted to push her. Unexpectedly, her arms suddenly entangled him, aggravating the kiss.

Nie Yiquan was shocked, and his body became tense.

"Huang Yao... don't do this." Nie Yiquan's voice was trembling, and he tried to push her away with his arms.

Huang Yao's lips were sucking on his lips randomly: "Nie Yiquan, I don't want to wait, I want it now."

Nie Yiquan was frightened by her request. His handsome face was tense, and his arms used some strength to push her away.
To be continued...