Rejecting the Big Shot

Chapter 024: Rejecting Confession

The child stretched out his hand in a daze and plunged into Yi Zhongshen's quilt.

Yi Zhongshen instinctively stopped the tender and cool touch.

He really dare not...

Let Bo Xiyun touch too deeply.

Yi Zhongshen blocked the boy's outstretched hand very smoothly. When Bo Xiyun touched his arm, he stopped moving and only pressed his forearm with his soft palm.

The child was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. His beautiful face was buried in the pillow, and his thin and slender back was hidden under the fluffy cold gray goose down quilt. His hand was still touching Yi Zhongshen, and within a few seconds, the whole person became silent.

Seems to be asleep again.

Yi Zhongshen breathed a sigh of relief.

The child really needs to rest.

Yi Zhong lowered his eyes and looked at the quilts of the two of them, wondering if the soft arms that Bo Xiyun stretched out were exposed. If it could not be covered by the quilt, it would be cold.

But just as he used the other hand to close the edge of the quilt, he suddenly noticed a slight force on his arm.

Bo Xiyun covered his hand, and he moved again with a massage technique.

Yi Zhongshen raised his eyes and found that the boy sleeping beside him hadn't opened his eyes.

The child was already asleep, but subconsciously he was still uneasy, and he continued the massage almost unconsciously, thinking about comforting him.

The strength of the boy's palm was not heavy, he just pressed it a few times, maybe even less than half a minute, his movements slowed down and gradually stopped.

Those thin fingers rested softly on Yi Zhongshen's forearm, as if he had lost his strength and lost his movement in a daze.

fell asleep again.

After a long pause, his hand seemed to realize that he still had work, and suddenly moved again, continuing to touch Yi Zhongshen with a soft strength, and pressing him twice.

"..."

In the darkness, Yi Zhongshen stared at the darkness on the ceiling, and rubbed his lower lips with the tips of his teeth.

He gradually felt that the fact that he was so awake now was not caused by insomnia and stress at all.

It was naturally impossible for Yi Zhongshen to let the other party continue to massage like this, not to mention the effect it played on himself, which was too obvious.

Bo Xiyun couldn't sleep well just by massaging on and off like this.

When the slender fingers woke up from the drowsiness for the third time and started to knead Yi Zhongshen's arm softly, Yi Zhongshen backhanded and directly held the boy's fingers.

"Go to sleep."

The originally cool fingers were warmed by the skin that was attached to each other, and they were even softer and softer in the palm of his hand.

Yi Zhongshen's chest heaved a little, and he spoke in a low voice.

"I'm all right."

The boy didn't open his eyes, just moved his held fingers.

Bo Xiyun is too thin, there is no soft meat even on the belly of his fingers, and there is only a thin layer of bones like bones. He holds his fingertips in the palm of his hand, just a little tender touch.