After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

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It was probably because he had insomnia one day, and when he came out of the studio, he was hit by the night Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan went downstairs to pour water. The faint night light was on in the corridor, and Xie Ning could see the gloomy expression in his eyes.

Obviously not very happy.

"Not going to bed most of the night?"

Xie Ning smiled at him, looking very embarrassed.

He quickly thought about what excuses he could find, but his brain circled around, and he didn't think of a reasonable reason to go to the studio without sleeping in the middle of the night.

So he obediently apologized: "I was wrong."

Zhuang Yan also held a water glass, and the light illuminates half of his face, and the expression on the side hidden in the dark is not very clear.

Xie Ning vaguely listened to him sighed, and then suspected that he was hearing hallucinations.

He wasn't feeling well at the time, and the insomnia was accompanied by bouts of dull brain pain, as if there was a hammer inside.

So his reaction is also a bit slow.

When Zhuang Yan took him back to the room, the whole person was still confused.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's unhappy expression, Xie Ning climbed onto the bed very well.

It is not that he is not sleepy, but whenever he closes his eyes, his head starts to ache, making falling asleep an extremely luxurious thing.

The lights in the room were completely turned off.

In the darkness, Xie Ning heard the sound of something being put on the table, and after thinking slowly, he remembered that it should be Zhuang Yan's drinking glass.

He was a little curious about how Zhuang Yan accurately found the table in an invisible environment.

Zhuang Yan magically walked to the bed, touched his head, and asked, "A headache?"

Xie Ning nodded, fearing that Zhuang Yan would not be able to see it, and said, "A little bit."

Zhuang Yan rubbed his temple twice with his hand.

His palm is wide and heavy, but the intensity of kneading is light and gentle: "I'm not very skilled, you will just click."

Director Zhuang Da was probably serving people like this for the first time in his life, and he stumbled, but Xie Ning miraculously felt that his head no longer hurts.

After a while, Zhuang Yan stopped and withdrew his hand.

Xie Ning thought he was leaving and opened his eyes.

In the dark, he could barely paint the outline of Zhuang Yan.

His features are three-dimensional and deep, and his shoulders are broad. From any angle, he is a very attractive man.

Xie Ning looked at it for a while and found that the outline suddenly zoomed in.

Then Zhuang Yan rolled over and climbed onto the bed, hugging him in his arms.

When wrapped in Zhuang Yan's breath, Xie Ning moved subconsciously.

Zhuang Yan held his hands and feet, hugged him tighter, and whispered, "Don't make trouble."

The tone was like coaxing a child.

Zhuang Yan should have taken a shower before going to bed. The smell on his body is very clean, without the perfume that makes Xie Ning's legs soft, only the faint fragrance of shower gel.