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Xing Zhimo also looked up at her and said, "Don't you like it? I want to make you happy."
Yan Wanxi didn't expect that he would say such a thing suddenly. She paused and smiled: "I like it, but aren't you forcing things on others?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy." Xing Zhimo said calmly.
Yan Wanxi was slightly moved and said, "It's okay. I'll set up a few more spirit gathering arrays at home, which are similar to this."
Xing Zhimo hummed slightly and then fell silent again.
Cen Ziheng led them to two guest rooms and said, "Master, this is the room prepared for you."
Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo¡¯s rooms are opposite, and they can see each other as soon as they open the door.
This made Yan Wanxi, who originally wanted to live in a room, hold back the idea.
That¡¯s pretty good too.
The two of them entered the room separately. Yan Wanxi was indeed a little sleepy, so she lay down on the bed.
The bed used by the Cen family is the same large wooden bed as her home, not a stone couch, so it is very comfortable to sleep on and not so restless.
Just when Yan Wanxi was about to close her eyes and take a nap, there was a knock on the door.
Cen Ziheng had already left after seeing them entering the house, so it was probably not him who was standing outside the door at this time.
Yan Wanxi stood up and opened the door.
Then she saw Xing Zhimo standing at her door, his slender fingers still in the posture of knocking on the door, but now they landed on Yan Wanxi's forehead.
He lightly tapped her forehead and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? It took you so long to open the door."
As he spoke, tapping her hand turned into rubbing her head.
"I'm getting ready to go to bed, what's wrong with you?" Yan Wanxi reached out and took off the hand that was rubbing her head, looked at him and asked.
"Well, I want to talk to you." Xing Zhimo said.
"Come in." Yan Wanxi turned sideways, let him into the room, and closed the door again.
"What do you want to say to me?" Yan Wanxi walked to the bed again, sat down, and faced him face to face.
Xing Zhimo was sitting opposite her, looking very serious, as if he wanted to tell her something important.
"I can't sleep myself"
When she heard Xing Zhimo say, the expression on her face was aggrieved for a moment?
Yan Wanxi almost thought she was blind because she thought he was acting coquettishly.
"Why can't you sleep?" Yan Wanxi glanced at him and asked.
"I don't know, maybe it's to recognize the bed." He said, naturally moving from the chair to the edge of her bed.
"So? You want to come here and share a bed with me?" Yan Wanxi widened her watery eyes and looked at him in disbelief.
Xing Zhimo's deep eyes seemed to have lit up two small flames, and his tone was a little surprised, and he asked: "Is it okay?"
Yan Wanxi glared at him and said, "No! Go back to your room!"
"But, I can't sleep"
¡°Then find something else to do, it doesn¡¯t have to be sleep.¡± Yan Wanxi rolled her eyes at him and said angrily.
"Okay, I understand." Xing Zhimo said, taking off his shoes and lying down next to her.
Yan Wanxi: "???"
"What do you know? And why did you lie down when you said you were going to lie down? Did I agree?" Yan Wanxi was furious.
"I'm looking for something else to do, just sleep with you." Xing Zhimo's voice clung to her ears, his voice was a little low and hoarse, as if he was blowing air in her ears.
She felt that her body was soft.
Xing Zhimo stretched out his arms, hugged her and the quilt, and continued to whisper in her ear: "Okay, go to sleep, I will accompany you." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com