Limited Time Hidden Marriage

After eating and taking a shower, Wen Churan lay on the bed listening to music and putting on a mask.

He was humming, but he didn't notice that the door was opened quietly.

Immediately, Wen Churan who was lying down was suddenly picked up by the waist.

Startled, she took a closer look.

Caught off guard, he ran into a pair of eyes like a deep pool.

The person hugging her was Sheng Shimo.

Wen Churan's head exploded, and the mask on his face was scared off.

"Sheng...Sheng Shimo?" She stammered.

Being held in his arms like this, I feel a little... nervous for no reason...

"You... What are you doing in my room?!"

"Sleep." The man spit out two words from between his mouth.

Straightforward and serious.

sleep... sleep what? !

This is her room!

"this is my room!"

"I know." Sheng Shimo replied lightly, lowering his head slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping over the woman's body.

Finally, stop on her chest.

Well... so flat...

Wen Churan was terrified by his stare, and hurriedly protected her chest, "You...don't mess around!"

Sheng Shimo raised his eyes, taking in all of her panic.

"Legal couple, why mess around? Huh?"

The tone was raised, with a hint of provocation.

Especially when he raised the corners of his mouth with a teasing smile.

Wen Churan's cheeks turned red, and her heart couldn't stop thumping.

She knew exactly what the man's eyes meant.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the lonely man and the widow...

Wen Churan hurriedly stopped him, "This is an old house, and grandpa is here too, don't..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Sheng Shimo loosened her arms.

With a bang, she fell into a piece of shit.

Wen Churan lay on the floor, gasping for breath in pain.

He struggled to support himself, his body seemed to be falling apart.

She sat on the spot and raised her head indignantly.

Sheng Shimo stood in front of her, staring at her condescendingly.

His eyes seemed to be looking at an inconspicuous ant.

He pointed to the bed "I sleep in the bed, and you..."

Pointing to the ground again, he said word by word, "Sleep on the ground."

With that serious face, Wen Churan was almost tricked by him.

Go to the fucking bed!

"This is my room! That's my bed!" Wen Churan quickly jumped up, pointing at the door, "Get out, I won't let you sleep on the floor!"

"You think I want to sleep? If it wasn't for Grandpa, what do you think, I want to sleep in..."

He glanced around Wen Churan's room, and smiled contemptuously, "You think, I want to sleep in this kind of room that is so pink that it dazzles the eye?"

"Bah! Don't use grandpa as a cover, you pervert!"

abnormal? !

The nicknames this woman gave him became more and more absurd every time!

Sheng Shimo pursed his thin lips, "If you don't believe me, you can go to grandpa, I don't want to share a room with you either."

Find it!

Wen Churan turned around and rushed out of the room.

As soon as he opened the door, his head was held down by a hand, and it was forced back.

The door was slammed shut.

An old man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Sleep well, don't mess around!"

Wen Churan hurried to open the door, but found that it couldn't be opened.

What about? !

Black question marks all over her head.

The door is locked? !

Looking back, Sheng Shimo raised an eyebrow at her, as if everything was in his expectation.

Wen Churan gritted his teeth, and suddenly threw himself on the bed, occupying most of the area.

"The bed is mine, you can sleep wherever you like!"

"Come down!" Sheng Shimo shouted.

"No!" She was sluggish, determined not to back down.

Sheng Shimo fell silent for a moment.

Not long after, Wen Churan's ankle was tightly held by a hand.

Wen Churan's whole body went numb, and he turned his head.

I saw the man beside the bed bent over slightly, grabbing her ankle and pulling it down hard.