Chapter 459 My bamboo horse is a ghost ([-])

In the end, Fu Xin didn't turn on the air conditioner.

It wasn't that Shen Ge's words were too threatening, but that she could see his concern.

Seeing that Shen Ge was about to lie out of the edge of the bed, she habitually reached out and pulled him.

The first attempt was unsuccessful, probably because the distance was relatively long and it was laborious.

So for the second time, Fu Xin suddenly used all his strength to pull him over.

In the end, I don’t know whether she was too strong or the ghost was too light, but she accidentally pulled the person directly in front of her!

The tips of noses met, and the two pairs of eyes suddenly met.

Fu Xin was embarrassed: "I didn't know you were so light."

"It should be that you don't know that you are infinitely powerful."

Shen Ge's words amused Fu Xin.

After the music was over, the two suddenly realized that such a close distance was not appropriate.

Although it should be nothing, but Shen Ge's unnatural expression made Fu Xin feel that there was something.

She moved cautiously to the other side.

Noticing her little movement, Shen Ge suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"what?"

"Don't fall, I'll just move back."

Fu Xin's heart warmed, and at the same time, she felt that it was very distressing for him to say this. Although he could float in the air, he could not touch anything, and he would not fall, but it was the tone of his voice that made her feel uncomfortable. It seemed as if I had treated him badly.

So she kicked his hand back, and said softly: "Forget it, that's it, sleep, good night."

Shen Ge was slightly startled, then subconsciously added: "Good night."

The person in front of him quickly fell asleep, but Shen Ge's mind was completely occupied by the night's affairs.

First, her strange mood when the boy confessed his love to her, ups and downs like the waves in a strong wind, and then the conversation between himself and her, "Are you interested in falling in love?", how could he ask at that time? As for that sentence, let alone her response of "Why, you're interested", Shen Ge didn't know what kind of answer he would have given if she hadn't changed the topic next.

However, now, a subtle feeling of regret spread in his heart, regretting that he hadn't taken the initiative to speak earlier, so that now thinking about it, he felt like he had missed something.

What exactly was missed.

Before Shen Ge could figure it out, her hand was suddenly hung on his body.

She hugged him sideways like she was holding a giant doll. She was dazed in sleep. Her lips moved and a string of food floated out: "Song of Soufflé Creme Brulee"

After the words fell, Shen Ge, who was about to laugh at first, paused and raised his eyebrows. After being called out, he felt a sense of embarrassment like a primary school student being punished to stand.

Then she heard a sentence floating out: "It's abominable that you steal my pudding!"

Shen Ge: "." Is he such a ghost?

It seemed that she was also dreaming and confused, knowing that this ghost of him would not be able to touch anything but her, let alone eat.

Chen Ge bent his mouth, and finally he was willing to close his eyes and rest, and it was dawn after this rest.

When she woke up the next day, Fu Xin took a few extra glances at Shen Ge while having breakfast.

"Why?" Shen Ge was full of doubts.

Fu Xin said quietly: "Yesterday I had a dream. I dreamed that you ate my pudding secretly."

Shen Ge laughed and said: "It's just a dream, what are you really doing?"

"No, I just told you to let you know." Fu Xin paused, then continued, "You not only ate my pudding, but also ate the soufflé, and the small cake. The problem is that you only ate one bite of each. When I was filled with righteous indignation, you said to me"

(End of this chapter)

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