As she spoke, she turned around and walked to the cabinet, intending to take a quilt out, but before her hand touched the cabinet, there was a man's sound behind her to stop -

"No, if you were to sleep on the couch, I would still be a man?"

His words sounded joking, and Tracy turned around to see that his face was unusually serious, and knew he wasn't joking, so she walked back to the bed.

She still understands his temper, and if he refuses, there will be no room for negotiation, and she doesn't force it, and lies back on the bed.

Lying quietly for a while, she heard the man's movement turning over, she couldn't help it, she sat up suddenly, twisted her eyebrows and said, "If you don't mind, just sleep on the bed, such a big bed, I won't touch you......"

was still full of confidence, but when it came to the back, the voice became smaller and smaller.

Tracy's face burned for no apparent reason, and she lay down and covered her head with the quilt, but her ears were pricked up, and she listened to the movement.

After five minutes, there was no movement, she pulled down the quilt and looked at it, the man was still lying on the sofa, as if he did not hear her words, and did not move.

He slept so awake, Tracy knew that he was not asleep, and if he didn't move, she refused, and she gritted her teeth, understanding that he hated herself, let alone sleeping in the same bed, and probably under the same roof was disgusting to him.

The indescribable feeling in her heart, she felt that she just had nothing to do and deserved it!

Closing her eyes and enduring the feeling of tightness in her chest, she forced herself to sleep, and lay down for a long time, and she didn't know how long it was, and faintly heard the sound of slight footsteps.

Tracy was drowsy, with heavy eyelids, half-asleep, half-awake, thinking she was dreaming, and she was dazzled and half-open to look up.

But suddenly she felt the bed on the other side sink, and she slowly turned her head to meet a tall body.

The man slept on the other side of the bed, an arm's length away from her, but despite this, the masculine aura was so strong that Tracy woke up instantly, and she looked at him in a daze, her face full of surprise.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Han Luoxuan turned his head sideways, pulled the corner of the quilt over his body, and looked at her with a smile.

"I ...... I thought you ......" She was still a little stunned, and she didn't relieve.

From her expression, Han Luoxuan could read what she wanted to say, he hooked his lips, turned his head, and stared at the ceiling, "I won't get along with myself, and I won't sleep with a ready-made bed." ”

The man's voice is especially magnetic and beautiful in the silent night, and every word seems to strike on people's hearts.

Tracy's face began to heat up, she bit her lip and turned her back to him, then moved her body to the edge of the bed until she reached the edge of the bed.

In this way, she was nearly two meters away from the man, but despite this, she still couldn't sleep, after all, there was a man lying next to her, and it was not easy to calm her mind.

But she didn't dare to move, her body tensed, but for a moment, her whole body was stiff, and her breathing was also cautious, and she looked very nervous.

The man was relaxed compared to her, his eyes closed, his breathing evenly, and he seemed to fall asleep quickly.

Tracy lay down for more than ten minutes, and finally couldn't help but move her stiff body, and she turned over slightly.

Through the lamp at the head of the bed, she could clearly see the man's broad back, and she just stared, motionless, without sleep.

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