Shen Ning also felt that her eyelids were heavy, but she still managed to cheer up and checked everything in the room, especially the incense burner placed in the corner.
The incense inside is the best An Yi incense. It has a quiet and elegant smell, and it does have the effect of improving sleep.
But Shen Ning knew that this was definitely not the reason why she and Xiaoru were so sleepy.
So what exactly is it
Tiredness hit her in waves, and she couldn't hold it in any longer. She didn't even get into bed, so she lay on the table and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but the candle that was not extinguished in the room suddenly burst into flames. Between the light and dark, there was already one more person.
Mo Chuan held his breath. Although he knew she was already sleeping deeply, he still didn't make any sound for fear of waking her up.
Half of her face was pillowed on her arms, and her long eyelashes were motionless, covering her clear and translucent eyes.
He looked at her quietly for a while, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward, gently picked her up, and walked to the bed.
This position made her sleep very uncomfortable. She turned over in his arms and crawled into his arms. This small move made Mo Chuan's heart beat faster for a while.
He immediately stopped, not daring to move, and stared at her without blinking, watching her huddle in his arms like a little rabbit.
Shen Ning did not wake up, as if she had found warmth in his arms. She slept soundly and sweetly, with a sweet smile on her lips.
Mo Chuan felt relieved, but still kept his steps and movements to a minimum.
Putting her gently on the bed, he tapped Xiaoru's sleeping point with very light force, so that Xiaoru could sleep until dawn without waking up and discovering his presence.
"Zhui Feng." He called softly, and Zhui Feng immediately flew in from the window, as quietly as a gust of wind.
"Take her to the next room."
Zhui Feng didn't look sideways, walked over and picked up Xiao Ru, and jumped out of the window like a gust of wind.
Mo Chuan and Shen Ning were the only two people left in the room.
Shen Ning was deep in sleep, unaware that there was another person beside him, and that person was staring at him with those deep and invisible eyes.
Mo Chuan didn't speak, just sat in front of the bed and looked at her quietly. As long as he looked at her like this, he felt extremely satisfied.
"I really hope this is not a dream, Ning'er, I see you again and can hold you again."
Finally, he slowly reached out his hand and touched her delicate and smooth cheek with his slender fingers, stroking it gently.
From her forehead, all the way down, along the straight bridge of her nose, it landed on her lips as red as jade.
I really want to kiss her!
Once this thought arose, Mo Chuan's heart was like weeds on fire, instantly starting a prairie fire.
His breathing was rapid, his eyes were staring straight at her full red lips, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down.
The sweet and intimate time with her was a sweet memory that he would never forget in his life.
The days when she was not with him, he would think about that time over and over again.
He had never known that he was so passionate before. He always thought that he was cold and indifferent, but whenever he thought of her, he would be boiling with passion.
He finally couldn't restrain his inner impulse, as if a voice kept saying in his ear: She is your wife, you can do whatever you want, no matter what!
Yes, she is his wife, he can do whatever he wants.
Moreover, she would never know if he secretly kissed her while she was asleep.