I'm really immortal

After chatting for a while, Bai Huizheng felt that since Liu Changan and An Nuan were already in an open relationship, if she chatted with him in the yard in the middle of the night for too long, it would attract attention. You know how to gossip. It was definitely not just him and Miao Yingying. Since he would find Liu Changan and An Nuan living in the same room, it was normal for someone to accidentally open a window or door and see him and Liu Changan.

Liu Changan's cell phone rang. Liu Changan glanced at it, smiled and said to Bai Hui, "I'll reply to the message."

Bai Hui watched Liu Changan walk out of the small courtyard obviously avoiding her, and couldn't help but feel a little strange. Why did he go away after replying a message?

Bai Hui folded her hands on her chest and walked back. She looked up inadvertently under the eaves and saw a bat hanging upside down on the beam. As a girl, she was naturally startled and quickly called Miao Yingying. out.

"What's so scary about this?" Miao Yingying stretched out half of her head to look around, then poked at it with the clothes pole.

The bat fell to the ground with a plop, motionless.

Bai Hui grabbed the clothes pole and slapped it for a while. The bat seemed to be dead, neither struggling nor moving.

"Stop it, it looks like a dead bat." Miao Yingying snatched the clothes pole over.

Bai Hui breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and stepped on it again.

"It seems to be a toy bat." Bai Hui felt the different touch on the soles of his feet and smiled. It was so hard that it shouldn't even be a dead bat.

Miao Yingying pulled Bai Hui and was about to leave, when the "dead bat" on the ground suddenly opened its wings.

It flew into the night sky and disappeared without a trace.

Miao Yingying and Bai Hui looked at each other, it turned out to be a living bat, how could there be such a strange bat!

"It's so strange. Could this be a monster?" Miao Yingying was also scared.

"Where did the monster come from?" Bai Hui said without confidence.

"Ask Liu Changan. He likes to watch things like "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" and "Zi Buyu"." Miao Yingying felt that Liu Changan was definitely an expert in informal knowledge.

"Forget it, forget it, who knows what kind of weird bat it is. Maybe it struggled a few times and struggled to its death. It flew a few meters and then fell off." Bai Hui shook her head. She could now I didn't want to ask Liu Changan, he was feeling depressed.

After saying that, Bai Hui pulled Miao Yingying back to the room.

Liu Changan also finished replying to the message and stood at the door of his room and began to recite poems.

After memorizing dozens of poems with "moon" in them, the door finally opened.

"Crazy, if I don't open the door, are you going to recite poetry outside all night?" An Nuan's cheeks were slightly red and she let Liu Changan in.

"Knocking on the door seems impatient, lest you think I can't wait." Liu Changan said with a smile.

The door bolt was locked, and two incandescent light bulbs hung in the small room. An Nuan's heart was like a wire hanging from the light bulb, tangled and swaying. In this quiet night, Liu Changan, who was as lazy as ever, It reminded An Nuan of many idle male protagonists in family scenes in movies, or he would have a drink, or he would take off his shirt casually, or he would fall on the bed.

I seem to be an audience watching a movie, paying attention to the emotions revealed in his movements, and I also seem to be the heroine hiding in the scene. Should I be in the hallway where light and shadow intertwine, with her cheeks hidden in the shadows and her figure in the hazy Reveal it, walk towards him step by step, seduce him?

As I was thinking wildly, my cheeks turned red and my eyes were moist. I quickly came to my senses. I really thought too much. The next step was to say good night to each other, turn off the lights and cover our heads to sleep!

Just as she was thinking this, An Nuan discovered that someone had done what she thought was the right thing to do. Liu Changan opened the quilt and got in, then pulled the quilt to cover his head.

An Nuan was stunned for a moment, why is he like this?

Even if he thinks this is the right thing to do, it definitely shouldn't be like this. He should look at her tenderly and ambiguously, and talk about this being a special moment since the two people established their relationship. He should show some nervousness. and inexplicable satisfaction, and she would respond to him with shy and sweet eyes. The two of them would turn off the lights and say good night, listening to each other's breathing or tiny movements, and ask, "Are you unable to sleep?" The two of them started chatting intermittently again, until it was deep into the night, when they could no longer hear the frogs croaking outside the window, and even the light of the stars and the moon had faded, they fell into a deep sleep.

Dreams and reality were so completely different. An Nuan walked over and lifted off Liu Changan's quilt. Then she screamed in surprise and hurriedly ran back to her bed, lifting up the quilt to hide herself.

Liu Changan, a gangster, clearly saw that he had just lifted the quilt and got in, but did not see any movement. When Annan lifted the quilt, he had already taken off his pajamas and pajamas, and was lying on the bed wearing only a pair of underwear.

"Don't scream so loudly." Liu Changan said with his eyes closed, "The people next door are Miao Yingying and Bai Hui. They will think you are forcing me."

Are Miao Yingying and Bai Hui next door? An Nuan didn't pay attention, and couldn't help but wonder. Did they hear his scream just now?

But what An Nuan can't accept now is, "I screamed so loudly, how could they think it was me who forced you to comfort! They will only think that it was you who forced me to comfort!"

"Oh, that seems to be the truth. Sorry, I'm used to seeing myself as a piece of cake, and I always feel that girls want to force me into comfort." Liu Changan said with his eyes still closed, and then he pulled the quilt up with his backhand to cover his own. Body, lest An Nuan lose control.

"Bah, you are a rotten egg." An Nuan was funny and angry. She was no longer shy. She lifted the quilt again and turned to look at Liu Changan.

Liu Changan also opened his eyes and looked at An Nuan.

The distance between the two double beds was less than fifty centimeters. Liu Changan raised his hand and reached over, placing his palm on the edge of An Nuan's bed.

An Nuan's fingers crawled out from under the quilt little by little, and her middle finger was quietly raised, then retracted.

Liu Changan stretched out his arm a little, pinched the naughty middle finger, pinched it out bit by bit, and then held her palm.

After taking a bath, Liu Changan held his soft and smooth palm, sighed contentedly, and whispered: "Hold your hand."

What about the next sentence? An Nuan was a little strange, but soon remembered the sentence written behind the painting Liu Changan drew for herself.

It starts with a heartbeat and ends with a white head. If you embrace it, you will feel safe and if you accompany it, you will feel warm.

Unexpectedly, her name was so touching. An Nuan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at Liu Changan who had closed his eyes.

"Nuan Nuan, let me tell you a story."

"what story?"

"The story of an immortal man."

"A man who lives forever? Then he must have had many women!"

"You really nailed the point."

"Could this immortal man be called Liu Changan?"

"Of course, the protagonist is me."

"puff……"