The voice was low and deep, with all the emotions deep down. It seemed like it was just a faint statement, but in the end, it was still word by word, all of which were thrust into the bottom of her heart, like countless stones thrown into the original lake, rippling around and around. water pattern.
Mo Shichen didn't make a sound, even his rapid and heavy breathing disappeared, and all the ambiguity settled down.
She lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously holding the bathrobe on his body, and seemed to be in a daze out of state.
He held his breath and slowly approached her, maintaining the thin distance. After about ten seconds, she didn't respond, so he pressed his thin lips against her. Go up.
Gradually touch, then move to a shallow kiss, and finally move to a deep kiss.
A night of spring supper.
In the end, she didn't even remember how she was coaxed by the man into untying the tie that tied him.
… …
the next morning.
When Mo Shichen woke up suddenly in the dark and cold morning light, just like this time, he would fall into the unfamiliarity and silence for half a minute after waking up.
It was as if I had entered a desolate dream.
But before he could react, his senses were keenly aware of something different. He turned his head reflexively and unexpectedly saw the sleeping face of a woman.
She leaned on his shoulder, with a quiet face, white and soft, without coldness or defense.
He just looked at it for a while, and then he stood up and prepared to stand up. However, his brain was suddenly hit by an unprepared dizziness. He quickly held his head, but everything in front of him was still blurry.
He shook his head vigorously, instinctively wanting to restore the clarity of his vision in this way, but when he opened his eyes again, the scenery in front of him had changed.
It was like an unstable lens in a movie, intermittent and shaky.
But he still saw himself and Wen Yi in this picture.
It was almost a morning like this. It was still the same bedroom, and even the mattress was a festive red. When he woke up in the morning, he was not used to finding a woman lying next to him. She was just like him just now, but she was frowning and staring at her. He looked at the woman who was sharing the bed with him for a long time. Her younger face showed no emotion or anger, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Then she lifted the quilt and prepared to get up.
It was probably his movements that woke up the woman next to him, and then Wen Yi also woke up. She also had short hair at that time, but her whole body was much more immature than now. Although she seemed calm at first glance, but after a second glance, she seemed to be very calm. He could see her confusion and embarrassment. Her eyes were staring at him closely. Her eyes were filled with shyness and expectation that could not be concealed. Her cheeks were covered with a thin red. She pursed her lips and tried to speak several times, but maybe she was too nervous. I was so nervous that I didn’t even know what to say.
It's just that the man in the picture didn't pay attention to this. After he noticed that she was also awake, he asked lightly, "Did I wake you up?"
She immediately shook her head, "No," she scratched her short hair, her voice was particularly soft in the early morning, "I usually wake up at this time..."
He hummed, "Do you want to use the bathroom first? I'll go to the cloakroom and get the clothes."
"Okay... I'll hurry up."
… …
"Mo Shichen, Mo Shichen..."
The faint voice seemed to be outside the picture, but it seemed to be outside the picture, but it overlapped with the voice of the woman in the picture.
Mo Shichen's vision finally returned to normal clarity, and he also saw the slightly worried eyebrows of the woman in front of him.
Warm and sweet.
He remembered that what had just appeared in his mind was the morning after their wedding night.
He didn't remember how he married her, nor how things developed after that, but he could clearly sense his calm and calm mood in the picture.
He just thought about it briefly, and realized that married life was like this, not sweet. Fortunately, this woman didn't offend him, so despite being a little unaccustomed to her, he didn't feel too disgusted.
As for her—
He paid no attention to the many obvious excitements or expectations.
Wen Yi saw that his expression softened and breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
She didn't know why she was woken up by him just now. When she opened her eyes, she saw that his face was pale and his hand was pressing his head as if he was in pain, as if he was having an acute illness, which startled her.
Wen Yi frowned and called again, "Mo Shichen?"
He stared at her for a long time, and then asked lightly in a hoarse voice, "Did I wake you up?"
She yawned, "Probably, every time I sleep with you, I lose half an hour of sleep."
He raised his hand and touched her head, his eyes were dark, but he still had the same light smile on his face, "I'll continue to sleep until I'm full."
She lay back and said, "I have to go to work..."
"Didn't I say last night that I would give you a day off?"
She opened her eyes a little, "Then I can't just say I won't go. I still have work on my hands."
"It doesn't matter if it's later, no one dares to say anything wrong about you."
"Okay, then I'll continue to sleep."
Mo Shichen hummed, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Wen Yi felt that the man's eyes and face looked wrong this morning. Was it because he was uncomfortable
She thought about it for a while, but the thought just passed by, maybe because she just woke up and her eyesight was not good... Although last night was not as hard as the previous two nights, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time after it was over, and she tossed and turned. It wasn't until the man had fallen asleep that she slowly fell asleep.
Mo Shichen drove to the company after getting up. Before leaving, he asked the servants of the manor to take care of her.
… …
The driver, Mo Shichen, was sitting in the back seat, looking out the window in trance.
He repeatedly recalled the gentle look he saw in the picture.
Strange, really... so strange.
It was completely beyond his imagination.
Before this, he actually couldn't even imagine what it was like for Wen Yi to love a man. He thought it should just be a bland and unobtrusive posture, with the look of a little girl...
He once doubted whether she really loved him as she said.
… …
At around nine o'clock in the morning, the servant of the manor followed his instructions and sent him a text message after Wen Yi got up, so Wen Yi received a call from the man after eating breakfast.
At that time, he was sitting in the office, holding a signature pen in one hand to review documents, and holding a mobile phone in the other hand to talk to her. His voice was low and gentle, "Mrs. Mo, I want to eat the home chef's cooking for lunch. Please bring it to me when you come over." I'll bring it over, okay?"