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Chapter 390: Good Night, My Little Dough


However, at the same time as the words fell, the romantic little pearls kept falling one by one silently, and the only thing she was glad about was that she had her back to Ling Xingcan.Anyway, he can't see it, and he can continue to cry unscrupulously.But Romance never expected that Ling Xingcan still noticed that something was slightly wrong with her.He had a low emotional intelligence, but this time he didn't open his mouth to poke it, and fished her in a little more before he let go of his hand and tucked her back into the quilt.Romance didn't know what he meant, she didn't want to know if she didn't want to speak, her small mouth pouted in the dark, but in the next second, the back of her head was gently touched by Ling Xingcan, and then a warm voice like the wind floated out in the same position, "It's late, go to sleep, be good" Don't cry.Hearing this, Romance was slightly stunned and blinked."

Click" and another small pearl fell into the pillow, I don't know whether it was bitter or sweet.However, did Brother Da Chan kiss the hair behind her head just now, and the legendary kiss killed {w} because he cried and was fed a candy by him, the romance was not very sad in an instant, the tears stopped, the corners of his lips were a little hooked, and he slowly fell asleep.I don't know how long it took, as if a glimmer of light began to glow in the far east, and the sky revealed a little gray and blue.Ling Xingcan listened to her long breathing, and made sure that the little powder ball beside him had fallen asleep heartlessly, and his dark eyes had also returned to calm, and the sullen anger that had surged in his heart all night had cleared up.It's really crazy, he actually fought with Feng Heng for the sake of the little dough, like an impulsive teenager.even slept in the same bed with her, what was he panicking about, what was he worried about, everything was to blame on this little pink ball, how long had she and Feng Heng known, and she wanted to put a hat on him, the green kind of Ling Xingcan gently turned over her body, making her face herself, and the very faint morning light outside the window made him vaguely see her tears.He raised his hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows, "Good night, my little dough." ”The next morning.Since the two of them didn't sleep until almost dawn, even Ling Xingcan, who usually has a normal biological clock, got up late.After Ling Xingcan washed up, he called to order a meal, and then went to wake up Romantic.He hadn't forgotten that the little dough was going to work at his company on Saturday.Romantically lying on the pillow, I feel soft and lying on my stomach, and my brain is completely dizzy.She muttered, "My brother doesn't think about it, I'm so sleepy, can I ask for leave and not go to work, I don't have any work to do, just sit blindly and write a workbook." ”Ling Xingcan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, and said in a hard tone: "It's almost nine o'clock now, it's okay to ask for leave, you can make up for it tomorrow, and now get up for me to have breakfast first, and then continue to sleep." ”Romance wailed, and could only get up obediently.She was still fighting with her fluffy hair, slightly puffy eyelids, and asked: "Brother Da Can, how can you be so in good spirits" Last night, she slept in Xiao Zhan's brother's dormitory, Ling Xingcan shouldn't have slept, so what kind of robot is he, Ling Xingcan, who was beaten by iron, looked at her and didn't speak, he originally wanted to say: People with low IQ love to lie in bed, but this seems to be too much of a blow to the little powder.As a kind and good brother, I made her cry last night, so forget it.