She looked frightened but trying to hold on, which made her look even more adorable than her usual calm and sober self. Rong Yan always found many new and lovable things about Meng Yao.
There are always many surprises to be found in Meng Yao.
"What's wrong with you? Are you not used to living here?" He asked her deliberately and leaned towards her.
Meng Yao pressed herself against the bedside table, unable to move any further: "You... you don't have room over there either?"
Rong Yan remained calm: "I am not very quiet when I sleep. I need to move a little closer to feel safe."
Meng Yao raised her head and looked at him, and saw that there was still a lot of room left: "Then you don't have to go in so far, right?"
“This way I feel safe.”
Meng Yao shut her mouth tightly. This time she had nothing to say. Rong Yan had never been a bad sleeper before. Why did he have so many problems after the bed became smaller? It turned out that it was more difficult to deal with Rong Yan when he was being unreasonable. It was true that she was a chatterbox who liked to talk nonsense, but Rong Yan always had something to say and she had no reason to do so.
After straightening the pillow, Meng Yao lay down directly. Unexpectedly, it was Rong Yin who kept pestering her this time: "You haven't told me yet, are you not used to living here?"
She originally wanted to deny it, but looking at the strange and luxurious ceiling and feeling the slightly hard touch of the bed under her, she found herself speechless.
Meng Yao was originally an unruly person, and with the special nature of the mission, it was no exaggeration to say that she regarded the whole world as her home. When did she start to "recognize her bed" and regard the villa as her home...
Thinking carefully, I sometimes feel a little uncomfortable when staying in hotels during filming, and sometimes I feel a little disappointed. I never had this feeling before. I don’t know when I started to be a little greedy for a place...
Seeing a faint light flickering in Meng Yao's eyes, she pursed her lips tightly, and seemed to be a little entangled. Rong Yun couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
He reached out his hand to touch her forehead, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "You don't have a fever. You must be very tired today. Go to bed early."
After tucking in the quilt for Meng Yao and turning off the lights, Rong Yan slowly lay down.
Meng Yao turned her head slightly at this time, and from her angle she could only see her profile and slender neck, and couldn't be sure whether she was asleep or not.
Rong Yan still turned slightly: "Good night, I hope you can have a good dream."
Meng Yao moved, but turned around. She opened her eyes and saw a patchy and chaotic black, then closed her eyes again.
This sleep was quite uncomfortable. Meng Yao always felt that the temperature of the indoor air conditioner was a little low, which made her feel a little cold. She moved to the side, but still couldn't escape the bed that didn't suit her. After a long time, she finally absorbed a source of heat, and she pressed hard against it.
She had a dream. She was in a world of ice and snow. In the vast frozen land, there was only a burning flame in front of her. She had no time to worry about who had placed the flame or how it was lit. She only knew that she needed the warmth in front of her, a need that was like a thirst.
Get closer, get even closer...
Rong Wei quickly noticed that something was wrong with Meng Yao. She hugged his waist tightly and kept calling out that she was cold.
He was dazed for just a second by her soft voice, and then he remembered something more important. He first turned off the air conditioner, then took out the thermometer to take her temperature.
Fortunately, there was a basic medicine box in the guest room, so it was not difficult to find.
Meng Yao didn't have a fever, maybe she just felt cold.
As soon as Rong Wei got on the bed, he felt her clinging to him again. He had never seen her so clingy.
Rong Wei did not push her away. He just lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, then stretched out his arms and held her in his arms.
Feeling the fragrance and softness in his arms, he felt his heart beating abnormally fast.
Meng Yao finally felt the warmth all over her body. Her consciousness was in a daze and she couldn't hear clearly. She just groaned in a daze.
Rong Yan chuckled, and was relieved to see her face turn rosy again. He held her arms tighter and kissed her hair carefully.
This is his treasure.
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Meng Yao usually wakes up late, but this time her consciousness overcame her physical dependence first. She didn't know how Jiang Hongmin was doing, and she was really worried.
I forced my eyelids open and what came into view was a broad chest. His shirt was untied, revealing his strong and muscular muscles.
Meng Yao was stunned, and when she looked up, she saw Rong Yan's stern face. He closed his eyes, with thick eyelashes hitting his eyelids, and looked like he was sleeping.
How come she rolled into Rong Yan's arms while she was just sleeping
Meng Yao swallowed and was about to stand up when she found an arm across her waist, overbearing and domineering.
What's happening here…
Meng Yao carefully moved Rong Yin's arm away, and then increased her strength, because she found that this was not an easy task, Rong Yin was too strong.
"Are you awake?" Rong Wei opened his eyes at some point, his voice was a little hoarse, but still seductive.
Meng Yao noticed the dark circles under his eyes. They were not noticeable when he was sleeping, but now that he opened his eyes, they were difficult to conceal.
"You didn't sleep well?"
"Yeah, I didn't sleep well." His eyes were deep, but a smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
He keenly noticed that Meng Yao's attitude towards him seemed no longer so repulsive and awkward, but had become much more natural.
This is a good transition.
Maybe she didn't notice it herself, but she had to praise that habit was a wonderful thing. Because of habit, she no longer rejected him.
Rong Wei did not make things difficult for Meng Yao. He put away his arm and stood up quickly: "Mom is still in a coma, but don't worry. The doctor said she will wake up in the afternoon. Do you want to go and see her?"
Meng Yao hurriedly got out of bed: "I want to go!"
When I rushed to Jiang Hongmin's room, I saw Meng Yupu standing guard beside her.
Meng Yupu stood up when he saw them coming over: "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Very well." Meng Yao walked towards the bed: "How is Mom?"
"It's much better now, don't worry." Meng Yupu sighed again after saying this, not knowing whether it was out of emotion or disappointment: "It's been so long and Qingqing hasn't called me. When I called her, it showed that the call could not be connected. She is deliberately trying to cut off ties with our family..."
Meng Yao lowered her eyes and comforted him, "Dad, being sad is bad for your health."
She walked back to the bed.
(End of this chapter)