Klara continues to be dumbfounded.
????
What’s this for?
She couldn’t believe what she was hearing, and looked up at Stanley like she was asking for confirmation.
I didn’t expect the other party to be serious, and it did look like they were waiting for her reply.
“Stanley, do you have a fever?”
Klara was really not curious to say.
Put down so much work on their hands, sneak into their dorm in the middle of the night just to let themselves touch him.
And then have to compare the evaluation?
Stanley didn’t get angry at her words, but again, didn’t answer her question, just squeezed the girl’s hand harder.
“What about the answer?”
Although it was a question, but the tone was not to be doubted, Klara then had to admit that Stanley had to get the answer today.
Then what else can be done but to answer.
“Yours is a little more comfortable to touch.”
Klara never lies, Sikh is also in good shape, but ultimately, he is still a teenager who has not unfolded and is also a bit thin.
Which is like Stanley, completely manly, lean and muscular, smooth and perfect lines.
The typical representative of wearing clothes thin off clothes have meat.
Stanley’s face surprisingly eased up in an instant, then gently let go of Klara’s hand.
“Get an early night today, you have a lot of practice tomorrow.”
When he said that he was ready to get up and leave, Klara was incredulous, looking at the man in front of her as he straightened his sleeves and was about to lift his legs and walk away.
“Wait…”
Klara looked a little complicated.
“So you made this trip over here specifically to compare who is in better shape with your cousin’s nephew?”
…
After a moment of silence Stanley gave a low “hmm”.
So Klara was completely shocked, is the first president of Xuanqing so idle?
Klara just watched in shock as the man walked to the door until her eyes rested on the calendar at the door.
It was only when she saw the date circled on the calendar that she reacted and looked a little unhappy.
“You wait!”
She jumped out of bed twice and stopped Stanley without even having time to put on her slippers.
“Are you poisoned!”
Because all her electronic devices were put away and she was not allowed to contact the outside world, Klara had long been in a muddle, not knowing how long her days had gone.
It wasn’t until the circled number one on the calendar just now that he remembered that today was supposed to be the day Stanley was poisoned.
Stanley raised his eyebrows, perhaps before he could think of an answer, Klara had lost her patience and unceremoniously hitched a ride on his wrist.
A disturbed pulse came, and Klara gritted her teeth a little for a moment.
“You’re a real person.”
It was so painful when it was obvious that he had a solo haircut, and he was actually comparing his cousin and nephew on who had a better body.
“You just don’t go back yet.”
Klara pushed Stanley back into the house without a word.
“I have to help you suppress the toxins in your body to do that.”
Stanley was quick to answer this question.
“What do you want to do?”
Klara was struck by the rightful question.
The easiest way she thought of was of course to get some blood for Stanley, but Stanley had spoken up by this time.
“I said you’re not allowed to use blood.”
Klara had planned to struggle a little more, but when faced with such an uncontrollable attitude, his words were immediately blocked in his throat.
After stroking his head for half a day, he finally thought for half a day and could only speak with difficulty.
“Then don’t leave today, sleep here with me.”
Stanley’s eyes flashed with a hint of doting, and he repeated it deliberately.
“Sleep with you?”
Klara realized how easily what she said could be misunderstood and hastened to explain.
“You know I don’t mean that, it’s not that sleeping, it’s simply sleeping together, you should be able to be more comfortable if I’m next to you, right?”
After all, the other party is confessed to himself, since the rejection, and then why do so intimate initiative with others?
Then to relieve the toxin, he will have to try to rely on Stanley into some.
Although the effect of lying together is also less than a kiss, but there is better than no, better than leaving him to fend for himself.
And he’s done this before in his hotel, and it does provide a lot of relief from the difficulty.
And two people sleep with their clothes, even if they share the same bed, it is just an intimate vigil.
“Really?”
Stanley didn’t seem to expect her to be so open, and looked at Klara with deeper and deeper eyes.
“Of course.”
Klara didn’t hesitate to grab Stanley, she had seen the pain of that poisoned up in her last life, and now the patient was in front of her.
Can you relieve the patient’s pain and put it off and crap on here?
Stanley hadn’t expected things to go this way, so he didn’t bring any pajamas or anything like that.
I had to simply wash up and go to bed.
After lying down, Klara realized how naive her thoughts were. They did share a bed before, but it was the presidential suite after all.
Can the size of that bed be compared to this single bedpan in the dormitory now?
Originally, in that bed, they were able to keep their distance, but now they were on this single bedpan in Klara’s dormitory.
Two people will fall directly under the bed if they don’t stay close together.
So she can only nestle in the man’s arms, the two bodies close together, Klara can clearly feel the temperature and heartbeat coming from the man in front of her.
Even in the darkness of the night infinitely magnified into a throbbing.
So Klara did not dare to move in the slightest, she had seen the president TV series, she did not want to play with fire and was not interested in putting out the fire.
Instead, Stanley soon let out a steady breath after lying down candidly.
But Klara knew it wasn’t that he was asleep, and watched in permanent silence as the man’s brow furrowed.
The heart suddenly felt some heartache.
It is clear that one can solve the matter with a kiss, but let a patient endure such etching pain in front of his own.
So she quietly reached out and put her hand on Stanley’s wrist, and a more disordered pulse came, and Klara’s heart sank.
Sure enough the suppressive effect of just lying together on the toxin has become less and less.
But Stanley still has that icy look, eyes tightly closed, refusing to even grunt.
He said that he had been afraid to cause Stanley’s misunderstanding, but look at him now this poisonous look, should be about to lose consciousness.
That shouldn’t be a misunderstanding.
With this in mind, Klara’s lips gently covered Stanley’s lips by a ghost.
But in this instant, Stanley’s originally tightly closed eyes suddenly opened up.
I didn’t expect the man to retain consciousness, Klara was shocked and subconsciously backed away.
I didn’t realize that Stanley’s hand had long been around the back of her head, which was a force, she would have nowhere to escape.
So little by little, Stanley kissed back hard.