After hearing this, Ran Yun was stunned for a moment, and then paused for a few seconds before speaking again.

But she was speechless, and then her cheeks flushed, and she threw the pillow at Su Yanjue casually.

couldn't understand the hatred, and even smashed it several times in a row, until Su Yanjue begged for mercy with a smile, and Ran Yun gave up.

"There's something wrong with you, saying things like that." Ran Yun sat on the bed, muttering, the flush on his face had not yet dissipated. Under the soft light of the wall lamp, Su Yanjue's eyes were even more soft.

Su Yanjue lay on his side, holding his head with one hand, and looked thoughtfully at Ran Yun opposite.

Although she was sitting, Bo was blocked in front of her chest, and it was tightly blocked.

But as the so-called careless about the front and the back, Ran Yun completely forgot that his back was all exposed.

Su Yanjue watched the excitement, and couldn't help but stretch out a finger and slide it from top to bottom.

The smooth touch almost made Su Yanjue unable to hold back again, and it took him a lot of effort to suppress the fire in his body.

Ran Yun was a little itchy by his movements, and turned his head to stare at him again.

"What are you doing, you turn around and sleep." As he spoke, Ran Yun wrapped the quilt tightly, turned his body, and made himself face Su Yanjue tightly.

Looking at her fried hair, Su Yanjue snorted sleepily again.

I saw him stretch out his hand and rub his eyes, and with Ran Yun's words, he was facing upwards again, looking at the ceiling.

"You're completely awake." Su Yanjue said in a long voice, and finally spoke again, "It should be dawn in X City now, if you want to call, call quickly, I still have to sleep after the call." ”

After he said this, Ran Yun reached out and slapped himself on the head.

"I'll go, how did I forget about it."

While speaking, Ran Yun clutched the quilt with one hand and touched it with one hand.

"On the nightstand." Su Yanjue said with his eyes half-open and half-closed, and his voice was hoarse.

Ran Yun turned his head to look at the bedside table while guarding against him.

After getting the phone, Ran Yun flipped through Mingming's number, and said suspiciously, "It's weird, I remember where the phone came in." ”

Ran Yun said to himself, but when the phone was about to be dialed, he suddenly turned his head to look at Su Yanjue.

"You brought it in?"

Su Yanjue closed his eyes and did not answer.

"I don't even know it, you brought it in." Ran Yun took the phone to his eyes and shook it, "Look at you, it's just kind." I think you pinched this time for me, and if I were to sleep all the time, I might sleep until tomorrow morning. ”

Su Yanjue finally opened his eyes, but after glaring at her, he held her in his arms without a trace.

Ran Yun's head was pressed against Su Yanjue's chest, she wanted to get up, but Su Yanjue just spoke, "I'm listening here." ”

"But it's uncomfortable." Ran Yun's muffled voice sounded, and his voice was still a little unstable.

"Didn't Su let you pretend to be sick, your current voice just meets the criteria for being weak and sick and admitted to the hospital. You call now, she won't suspect it. ”

Hearing him say this, Ran Yun immediately called the phone, and leaned towards Su Yanjue's chest again.

Looking at her movements, Su Yanjue smiled helplessly, put his big palm on the top of Ran Yun's head, and rubbed it gently.