Lin Liao thought he wouldn't come tonight.
"Come and remove the poison, Heng Yue. Otherwise, tomorrow's work will be delayed, and I will have to rearrange the layout."
The candle shadow was getting darker, and she couldn't see clearly the other person's expression. She could only hear the brief breath.
Lin Liao raised his head and yawned lightly.
"I really don't mind... It'll be over as soon as the cutscenes are over. What are you twiddling about?"
She is naturally sentimental and won't get entangled. She thinks this is the fastest and most appropriate way.
"A cutscene?" Heng Yue's voice was lower than usual.
"Did you also go through the motions with my substitute?"
Lin Liao bit his lip.
She did have a private substitute in another world, and she borrowed some of his ideas to make it. It's just the same empty shell. Sometimes when used as a pillow, she feels inexplicably more at ease.
Lin Liao was annoyed in his heart, but his face showed surprise at the right time: "You can know just such a few thoughts?"
She suddenly felt the night breeze was chilly. Is the window not closed tightly...
The oak itself is warmer than its stand-in.
She guessed. He wouldn't touch me.
Also, how can others enjoy such a person at will? Lin Liao had no choice but to lean back and open his eyes wide. The satin folds touched by his fingers grew into a hill while waiting.
He just leaned forward and said softly, "I know how you treat it," and then jumped away a foot away.
Lin Liao sat up cross-legged, tilted his head and sighed: "Things will be a little troublesome tomorrow."
Hengqiu's breath was slightly confused, and after a long time he said: "It would be great if you really understood."
She shook her head, "I should understand. Don't be afraid."
Heng Yue smiled and said: "No. I don't understand the poison."
Lin Liao waved his hand, "Okay then, stubborn bait. We will all miss you."
Intention: Never give up