Chapter: 784

I just made up the picture in my brain, wearing stockings, in front of Zhang Han, that picture made her unbearable!

Are you nervous? Are you shy? or something else?

She didn't know, but what she knew was that thinking about it now, her body felt a little numb.

It's like... goosebumps.

Zi Yan lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, thinking wildly all the time.

Of course, this is also a situation where she has just entered a relationship or is about to enter a relationship. In fact, she is also aware of this, but she has been waiting.

If that nerd didn't offer her a romantic and sweet courtship, then she wouldn't say yes.

This is also the only thought in Zi Yan's mind. In the final analysis, although Zi Yan is mature, she has never been in love, and she has never experienced the route of love. After all, she has a girlish heart.

After lying on the bed for more than ten minutes, Zi Yan's cheeks bulged, and she took the phone angrily, opened Zhang Han's WeChat, and typed:

"Idiot, are you asleep?"

"Sleeping."

"Asshole, can you still type while asleep?" Zi Yan replied, and finally added a grinning expression.

"Ji Jie Jie..."

"What's the meaning?"

"He fell asleep."

Swish!

Zi Yan shrank her head, suddenly felt a little scared, covered her cheeks with the quilt, only leaking her big eyes to look towards the direction of the door.

The whole room was quiet, except for Mengmeng's faint breathing after sleeping soundly, there was no other sound. The curtains were drawn tightly, making the whole house very dark.

"This bastard!"

Zi Yan muttered angrily, and raised her hand to turn on the bedside lamp.

"I'm angry!" Zi Yan typed back.

"Okay, okay, just kidding."

Zi Yan looked at the screen, but did not reply.

Thirty seconds later, Zhang Han sent another message:

"Are you really angry?"

"Are you afraid of the dark? How about I go to accompany you?"

"Beautiful thinking!" Zi Yan finally replied: "I can't sleep."

"Let's go to the living room and chat for a while."

"No, I don't want to move."

"Then what to do?"