He Xiaoyun froze, but Wei Jianwei didn't seem to notice, and asked, "Are you not used to the child's absence?"
"... a little bit." The little fat man kept chattering. He felt noisy when he was around, but he would find it too deserted when he was not around. More importantly, without him, there would be no relationship between her and Wei Jianwei. What can stand in the way.
"I thought you wouldn't let him go to sleep next door," Wei Jianwei said, his chin just behind her neck, and his breath sprayed He Xiaoyun's shoulder sockets as he spoke, making her shrug her shoulders uncomfortably.
"He slipped faster than a rabbit, how could I stop him."
Wei Jianwei seemed to smile and said, "If you want, I'll go and bring him back now."
He Xiaoyun was silent for a while, took a deep breath, turned around in his arms, and the two faced each other, looking up at him.
"Then... what do you think?"
Wei Jianwei curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter what I think, it depends on what you think."
He Xiaoyun's face was a little hot. Although the two didn't say it clearly, they actually understood each other's meaning.
She pursed her lower lip and said, "I... I'm a little scared."
Wei Jianwei reached out and patted her on the back, and said with a low smile, "If you don't want to, I can still eat you? Go to sleep and stop thinking about it."
He Xiaoyun opened her eyes slightly: "Aren't you unhappy?"
"That's all I have in your heart?" Wei Jianwei asked back.
She smiled shyly and buried her head in his arms. Even though they were so close, it was strange that they were not nervous at all now.
There was a faint scent of soap locust on his body, and his body temperature was slightly higher than his. The whole person was like a big refreshing stove, and He Xiaoyun rubbed it contentedly.
Wei Jianwei's hand on her back paused for a moment before continuing to pat her gently.
He Xiaoyun didn't notice it at all, and stretched out her hand to play with the buttons on his chest, "I just heard about Xijin talking about it today, and I knew that you specially ordered those gloves. Why didn't you mention it before?"
"Why bring it up?" he asked.
He Xiaoyun couldn't help being speechless, why did she mention it? Of course it is to ask for credit. If he doesn't say it, how will others know how much thought he has put in behind it
Gloves bought from a store are of course different from those made by a tailor who have worked so hard to bring leather.
But if he's the kind of person who takes credit, maybe it's not him.
In the afternoon, the three of Xu Lanxiang teased her. Although she was shy, she was kind of sweet in her heart.
She rubbed against his arms again, only to feel that this embrace was warm and reliable, making her feel at ease.
Seeing her obediently curled up in his arms, like a cat, Wei Jianwei was both enjoying and distressed, secretly sighed helplessly, and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."
"Yeah." He Xiaoyun replied, but still pinched his buttons in her hands, and accidentally touched his chest a few times, like a light feather, stirring his heart.
Wei Jianwei endured and endured, knowing that Liu Xiahui was not easy to do, and finally reached out and patted her on the buttocks, as if he was teaching a misbehaving child, but also a little frivolous, "Be obedient and go to sleep."
He Xiaoyun was startled by his patting, her body moved forward, her whole body was tightly attached to him, she raised her head, and stared at him in embarrassment and annoyance, "Why did you hit me when you slept with me?" ?”
Seeing that she really didn't understand, Wei Jianwei sighed helplessly. In the dark night, his voice was a little lower than usual, "How can I sleep like this?"
At first, He Xiaoyun didn't understand, but the bodies of the two were close together, and she slowly realized that there was something pressing on her, and then very slowly realized what it was.
No wonder she is so dull. After all, although she has read a few pornographic articles in her previous life, she has never even held hands with the opposite sex. All knowledge between the sexes is limited to paper. Just a pure noob.
She froze again, and her face was burning hot.
The lights in the room had been turned off, and the white snow outside the house let in a little light from the window, allowing Wei Jianwei to see her eyes, which were already covered with a thin layer of mist because of shyness, hazy Dim, want to speak still rest.
His heart was like a fine stone falling into water, he moved slightly, slowly lowered his head, and put a kiss on his slightly parted red lips.
The people under him grabbed his clothes tightly, and pressed their hands against his chest, but they didn't have any strength at all, more like wanting to refuse to return.
Wei Jianwei didn't move further, just looked at her expression, after a while, understood her shy acquiescence, and then gently covered her body.
1. It snowed non-stop at night. On the second day, many people opened the windows and found that the snow on the ground was deeper than the previous few days.
It was cold and windy outside, and in such weather, going out became a chore. It must be a good thing to be able to snuggle up in the quilt warmly.
When He Xiaoyun woke up, she felt her body was warm and soft, and she was so comfortable that she didn't even want to move. She didn't even open her eyes, but just burrowed into the depths of the bed, trying to stay in bed until she touched a warm wall, Only then did Chaos's head squeak and squeak, and all the memories of last night came back, and the soreness on his body was a reminder of everything.
She froze under the blanket, buried her face in it, and remained motionless. If she just wanted to be lazy on the bed, now she is an ostrich that wants to bury a hole.
Wei Jianwei woke up earlier than her, but he didn't make a sound, watching her wriggling in the quilt like a silkworm baby, and watching her finally wake up, buried himself inside and refused to come out, with a smile in his eyes all the time.
After a while, worried that she would suffocate himself, he said, "Are you awake?"
He Xiaoyun didn't answer, and it took a long time before she gave a muffled hum.
Wei Jianwei patted on the raised bulge of the quilt, "Come out quickly, the air inside is not good."
"...No." She refused this time very simply.
Wei Jianwei wanted to dig her out, but he was afraid that she would be too thin-skinned and become angry from embarrassment, so he finally said, "Then lie down a little longer, and I'll make breakfast."
He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on his clothes, washed briefly, and went to the kitchen.
Hearing the sound of him going out, He Xiaoyun secretly lifted a corner of the quilt and looked out.
The door of the room was not closed, and movement could be heard from the kitchen. Wei Jianwei was walking around inside, his figure flashing from time to time.
He Xiaoyun squirmed, got out of the bed, lay on the pillow, her face was still facing the kitchen.
She looked at it for a while, but she didn't know what to think of, and suddenly let out a whimper, and covered her face with her hands.
Why did you agree in a daze
Thinking of last night, her mind was still dizzy, and she even forgot why she nodded.
The only thing that is certain is that she was willing at that time, and until now, she has no regrets.
She spread her hands covering her face, and she continued to look into the kitchen through her fingers.
Wei Jianwei boiled porridge on the stove. When the porridge was almost done, he put in a few steamed buns and heated it up. He didn't go into the room until he felt that He Xiaoyun was almost done, ready to ask her to eat.
He Xiaoyun was peeking at him, but she was caught by surprise, and she was too deliberate in trying to hide, so she could only forcefully continue to look at him.
Wei Jianwei stretched out his hand to shave her pink cheeks, the touch under his fingers was delicate and soft, he couldn't help but lowered his head to kiss her, and said, "Wake up?"
The tone is gentle as if coaxing a child.
He Xiaoyun covered her face and rolled around in the quilt, feeling that her heart seemed to be floating in the clouds, and the surrounding clouds were warm and soft, wrapping her whole body and flying.
"Don't remember," she said.
After she finished speaking, she was slightly taken aback, because her voice was soft and soft, and she acted like a baby to the person in front of her before she realized it.
Wei Jianwei let her do the same, brought hot water and toothpaste in a tooth cup, and asked her to wash up on Qiqi's bed.
He Xiaoyun felt very embarrassed, and wanted to get up, but he said, "I'm resting today, and I'll cook at noon. I don't have anything to do when I wake up, just stay on Qiqi's bed."
Just as he was talking, someone knocked on the door outside the house.
"Old Wei, Xiaoyun, are you up yet?"
Then there was another voice, "Mom, open the door, I'm back!"
It was Xu Lanxiang who took Wei Yuanhang outside.
He Xiaoyun glanced at the clock on the wall to make sure that it was not later than usual, so she was relieved.
In the past, Wei Yuanhang hadn't woken up at this time. He probably wasn't used to sleeping in someone else's house yesterday, so he knocked on the door of his parents early in the morning.
Wei Jianwei went to open the door.
"Father!" Wei Yuanhang yelled, and ran into the house to find his mother.
Xu Lanxiang said with a smile: "This kid said he wanted his mother as soon as he woke up. I asked him to have breakfast at my place, but he refused."
While talking, she walked into the house and saw that He Xiaoyun was getting dressed while breakfast was already cooked in the kitchen. She understood, smiled and said to He Xiaoyun: "Old Wei is so considerate, he even cooks rice." All right?"
He Xiaoyun felt guilty, and she blushed when she said it, and she didn't have the usual energy to refute.
In a blink of an eye, Xu Lanxiang saw the hot water in the washbasin next to the bed. She always knew that Wei Jianwei treated He Xiaoyun very well, so she couldn't help but secretly startled: Is this too considerate? Could it be that he was going to bring Xiaoyun's meal to her bedside
As soon as Wei Yuanhang came in, he got tired of being beside He Xiaoyun: "Mom, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"
He Xiaoyun put on her coat, sat on Qiqi's bed, touched his head, and said, "Yes."
Wei Yuanhang turned back and asked his father, "Did Dad miss me?"
Wei Jianwei just walked in with breakfast, said yes, then stepped forward, wrapped He Xiaoyun tightly with a quilt, and twisted a hot towel for her.
"I also really miss my father and mother." The child said.
Xu Lanxiang saw it in his eyes and felt that He Xiaoyun might really miss his son, but Old Wei was dealing with it at first glance. He didn't want to think about it. Without Wei Yuanhang's big light bulb, he might not be so beautiful in his heart.
She felt that she should leave here, and take Wei Yuanhang, the poor child, away, so that the two of them would not stand here and see blindly.