At night, Lin Qiao couldn't fall asleep.
But being in Luo Nanchen's arms, she felt embarrassed to toss and turn.
So she closed her eyes irritably, and the more she closed them, the worse her headache became.
Luo Nanchen said, "Can't sleep?"
His voice was low, hoarse and sexy, and strangely pleasant to hear.
Lin Qiao nodded.
Luo Nanchen opened his eyes and shifted his body.
Originally, Lin Qiao's head was almost touching Luo Nanchen's chest, and the two were very close. Now he moved to a distance where he could see Lin Qiao.
"What's bothering you? Tell me."
Lin Qiao hesitated, "It's okay, it's okay. Go to sleep. Good night."
Luo Nanchen pinched Lin Qiao's face, "Tell me."
The baby fat on her face was deformed by the pinch. Lin Qiao slapped away Luo Nanchen's hand, "It's just... how much do you know about the 21st century?"
She couldn't figure it out. If she knew there was a fictional world and she was just a puppet with a pre - ordained life in that world, she was sure she'd be scared out of her wits.
But Luo Nanchen seemed to be perfectly normal. If it weren't for Luo Nanchen's temptation to go south of the Yangtze River with the well as bait, Lin Qiao wouldn't have known that Luo Nanchen knew about it.
Maybe Zou Lvrui didn't blurt out everything. Maybe she wasn't that stupid after all.
Luo Nanchen pondered for a moment, "How much do you want me to know?"
Lin Qiao thought for a while, "I don't know. I want to know what Zou Lvrui told you."
"Here is a book, a world planned according to a pre - determined trajectory."
Lin Qiao: "..."
Sure enough, Zou Lvrui was a perfect pig teammate, blurting out the most important things...
But Luo Nanchen's voice was very calm, with almost no fluctuation. If one only listened to the voice, one would think Luo Nanchen was giving an order about some court matter.
Lin Qiao was stunned.
She looked up at Luo Nanchen. His expression was also calm. "And I'm the pre - ordained protagonist, whose feelings and experiences are all manipulated by others, right?"
Looking at such Luo Nanchen, Lin Qiao inexplicably felt flustered, "Luo Nanchen..."
Luo Nanchen smiled, "Are you worried about me?"
Lin Qiao's heart felt heavy. She nodded.
Luo Nanchen was stunned. He never thought Lin Qiao would give an affirmative answer.
Lin Qiao slowly hugged Luo Nanchen, pressing her face against his chest. There was a strong heartbeat, thumping, a sign of the vitality of life.
Luo Nanchen was not a paper - cut character.
He was a real, living person.
Luo Nanchen froze and didn't dare to move at all.
Lin Qiao lowered her head, her voice calm, "I've never regarded you as a puppet. You're the real Luo Nanchen, the Luo Nanchen who makes people feel heart - ache, the Luo Nanchen who can be a bit petty, the Luo Nanchen who hates green peppers, the Luo Nanchen who doesn't like taking medicine when sick, the Luo Nanchen who is extremely considerate in everything he does, the Luo Nanchen who only threatens me and never forces me to do anything else. You're an extremely, extremely wonderful, extremely wonderful Luo Nanchen."
Although these words were meant to comfort Luo Nanchen and prevent him from thinking that he was just a paper - cut character and giving up on himself...
But when she said these words, Lin Qiao was stunned first. Why did she say them so naturally?
She didn't even think deliberately.
After Lin Qiao finished speaking in one breath, her heart started to thump. She felt inexplicably nervous.
But for a long time, there was no response.
Lin Qiao thought Luo Nanchen had fallen asleep again like last time. Although she felt a bit empty - hearted.
But since Luo Nanchen couldn't hear, Lin Qiao inexplicably felt relieved.
These words were really a bit ambiguous...
Lin Qiao changed to a more comfortable position and was about to go to sleep.
Suddenly, a low laugh came from above her head, "Xiaolin, tell me yourself, how can I not like you?"
Lin Qiao blushed. She was confused and looked up at Luo Nanchen.
She saw that the corners of Luo Nanchen's eyes were red, and his eyes were deep, as if they contained countless stars. He was looking at Lin Qiao in his arms, and there was nothing else in his eyes.
His whole world was in his arms at this moment.
He smiled, "Xiaolin, thank you."
Lin Qiao inexplicably felt ashamed, "What are you thanking for? Go to sleep."
Then she buried her head in Luo Nanchen's arms, skillfully and quickly, aiming to avoid Luo Nanchen's sight.
Lin Qiao buried herself in Luo Nanchen's arms to avoid eye contact, but this was exactly what Luo Nanchen wanted.
Luo Nanchen laughed more heartily, his smile extremely bright. He could hardly stop smiling, "It was you who said you couldn't sleep just now. Now you're the one driving me to sleep. Are you being so domineering? Xiaolin, you're really being unfair."
Lin Qiao's voice was muffled, "What unfair? Stop talking. Go to sleep..."
"Beg me."
"Beg your ass."
"Beg me."
"Beg your ass."
"Anyway, you have to beg me to sleep."
"..."
Lin Qiao started to pretend to be asleep.
As the saying goes, you can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep, but tickling can.
In less than a moment, Lin Qiao was tickled by Luo Nanchen's evil hands until she was weak all over. She had no choice but to surrender, "Stop, stop, stop. How... how should I beg you?"
Luo Nanchen leaned his face over.
Looking at Luo Nanchen who was acting like a child asking for comfort, Lin Qiao couldn't refuse. Moreover, she felt especially sorry for Luo Nanchen today, so she was even less able to refuse.
Actually, Luo Nanchen's heart was also very fragile, wasn't it?
He was unloved by his parents since childhood. When he grew up, his view of love was rather unorthodox, and he was even rejected by Lin Qiao with her life on the line.
Now, he also learned that he was a puppet, and the trajectory of his life was all arranged by others.
Lin Qiao felt a bit heavy - hearted.
She gave Luo Nanchen a kiss on the face.
Luo Nanchen was satisfied. Even his hair seemed to be brimming with joy. He was extremely elated, "Okay, go to sleep."
Lin Qiao smiled. How could Luo Nanchen, whose hair would be messed up even in sleep, be a fictional character? How could he be a lifeless paper - cut character?
She reached out to tidy Luo Nanchen's hair. Only later did she realize that her own hair might not be neat either.
Moreover, this action seemed a bit too intimate...
Luo Nanchen watched Lin Qiao's actions. His phoenix eyes curved into crescent moons with a smile. He obediently let Lin Qiao fiddle with his hair.
Lin Qiao realized that this action of hers seemed inappropriate. She retracted her hand, lay flat, and said, "Go to sleep."
Luo Nanchen laughed, "You were the one who said you couldn't sleep at first, and now you're the one driving me to sleep. Are you being so domineering? Xiaolin, you're really being unfair."
"You've said I'm being unfair to you twice tonight!"
"But you are being unfair. No matter how many times I say it, it's the truth."
"Right, I'm being unfair. So what?"
Looking at Lin Qiao's耍赖 look, Luo Nanchen suddenly said, "Xiaolin, I want to kiss you. Is that okay?"
"???"
Seeing Luo Nanchen's action of lowering his head, looking sexy and irresistible, Lin Qiao felt a bit flustered, "Wait a minute. I've already kissed you..."
Luo Nanchen signaled with his eyes that he wanted a kiss on the lips.
Lin Qiao's mind went blank.
The moment their lips met, Lin Qiao completely forgot to refuse.
Luo Nanchen gently and carefully invaded her territory, sucking the sweetness from her. Their lips and teeth were intertwined, inexplicably affectionate.
The distance between the two was so close that there was no gap. Luo Nanchen enclosed Lin Qiao in his arms and hugged her tightly.
In the end, in a daze, the only thought left in Lin Qiao's mind was... Why was she so weak - willed?
How unpromising!
The night was dark and boundless. Inside the tent, the two were deeply in love.