In the middle of the night, Mo Lingqiu wiped his hair and walked into the room from the outside. Jiang Chenming, who had already taken a shower, was sitting beside the bed looking at his phone.
Seeing Mo Lingqiu come in, Jiang Chenming quickly stood up: "Mr. Mo, I'll blow your head for you."
Before Mo Lingqiu could react, Jiang Chenming pulled him to a chair and sat down.
The humming sound of the wind blowing sounded, and Mo Lingqiu was a little sleepy, taking a nap with his eyes half-squinted.
His fingers passed through Mo Lingqiu's soft hair, making Jiang Chenming a little confused. His hair is soft, shiny and smooth, no wonder he usually blows it a little before going out in the morning, and sometimes uses hairspray.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chenming suddenly remembered that tonight was the first time since they knew each other that they were about to share the same bed without the catalysis of the estrus period.
Jiang Chenming, who has always been used to self-confidence, was a little nervous. He coughed lightly under the cover of the sound of the hair dryer, and continued to concentrate on blowing his head to Mo Lingqiu.
Mo Lingqiu opened his eyes abruptly and stared at the crack under the door. There was a shadow dangling there and finally stopped at the door.
With a sigh, his mother's "eavesdropping" was as undisguised as ever.
Closing his hair, which was neither long nor short, Jiang Chenming felt that it was basically dry. He turned off the hairdryer and put it aside. Before he could speak, someone knocked on the door.
Mo Lingqiu saw Jiang Chenming who was stunned, and explained, "It's my mother."
As he spoke, he walked to the door and opened the door.
Outside the door, Han Ying brushed off her long loose hair and held a plate of cut fruit in her left hand: "Is it convenient for me to go in?"
"Going to bed." Mo Lingqiu was no longer polite.
Han Ying pouted and shoved a whole plate of fruit into his hand: "It's boring."
Mo Lingqiu watched her turn off the lights in the living room and really went back to the next room, so she closed the door with confidence and locked it.
"Auntie is here to deliver the fruit?" Jiang Chenming came over and gave him a hand.
Mo Lingqiu put the fruit on the table, and said "graciously" on behalf of his mother. If Jiang Chenming knew that his mother was simply eavesdropping by sending fruit, he would not know how the other party would feel.
"Mr. Mo, here it is." Jiang Chenming inserted a pear with a toothpick and handed it to Mo Lingqiu.
The pears were very sweet, so Mo Lingqiu ate a whole one without knowing it, and Jiang Chenming took care of the rest.
Two people came out of the room one after the other, one went to brush the bowl, the other went to brush the teeth. After brushing his teeth one step later, Mo Lingqiu returned to the room and locked the door again.
Jiang Chenming looked a little confused, but he didn't ask.
The two were back to back, no matter how much they had on their minds, it was already very late after all, and they soon fell asleep.
Until five in the morning, Jiang Chenming woke up. When he used to train at a high intensity, he always got up early in the morning. Although he started a little late recently, he would occasionally get up early, especially today there was a burst of movement in the living room.
Jiang Chenming remembered that Mo Lingqiu's parents were still there, so he adjusted his hair a little so that he would not look so sloppy before opening the door.
"Morning Aunt." Jiang Chenming saw that Han Ying was cleaning with a vacuum cleaner.
"Oh, Xiao Jiang, you got up so early." Han Ying was quite surprised when she saw Jiang Chenming, "Where's Lingqiu?"
"Teacher, he is still asleep, he usually wakes up at seven or eight in the morning." Jiang Chenming explained Mo Lingqiu's schedule almost habitually.
Han Ying's heart moved, but her face did not show: "Wait a while, auntie will make you breakfast after cleaning."
"You're too kind, let me come." Jiang Chenming said as he walked to the kitchen, "Just sit and rest for a while."
Because he was responsible for making breakfast, Jiang Chenming was too embarrassed to rush to wash his face and brush his teeth. He wiped his face with clean water in the kitchen, washed his hands and started making breakfast.
The orthodox Chinese breakfast that he and Mo Lingqiu eat almost every morning is not too complicated, but it will be richer if you have more time. This time, he still made a good Chinese breakfast. For the icing on the cake, he also fried a golden half-boiled egg.
After Han Ying finished cleaning the living room, she saw that Jiang Chenming had brought breakfast to the table, with noodles, toppings, fried eggs and ham.
"Xiao Jiang, you are very good at cooking." Han Ying was really impressed, because she couldn't cook, and she only had a "talent" that could explode when she entered the kitchen.
"Fortunately, I live by myself a lot." Jiang Chenming smiled.
Han Ying saw Jiang Chenming's behavior, and vaguely felt that he was from a big family, but she was not familiar enough to ask him. However, if only she and Jiang Chenming had breakfast at this table, it would be a pity that they couldn't finish it, so she excitedly ran back to the room and called out Mo Songcheng, who was still sleeping.
Jiang Chenming hurriedly took advantage of this free time to wash his face and brush his teeth, and went back to his room to glance at Mo Lingqiu, who was still sleeping.
It was half past six now, and Mo Lingqiu was sleeping very deeply. Because he took off his glasses, he looked much softer. Probably because he slept warmly, half of his face exposed was pink and tender, and he didn't look like a man in his late thirties at all.
This face is really deceiving.
Jiang Chenming was fascinated by it, and unknowingly leaned down to kiss him, but he met Mo Lingqiu who opened his eyes.
Having already taken this step, Jiang Chenming didn't even think about giving up this opportunity, and really dropped a kiss on Mo Lingqiu's forehead.
Mo Lingqiu had not woken up yet, but because of this kiss, he was completely awake. He blinked, buried some more under the quilt, and asked in a low voice, "... What time is it?"
"Six-thirty, it's still early, can you sleep a little longer?" Jiang Chenming felt a trace of happiness when he saw that Mo Lingqiu didn't ask about the kiss just now.
"...I'm hungry." After Mo Lingqiu finished speaking, he really sat up from the bed.
Jiang Chenming put on his winter pajamas jacket and walked out of the guest room with him.
Han Ying and Mo Songcheng, who were sitting at the table eating breakfast, saw the two of them come out, and a trace of surprise flashed on their faces.
Han Ying asked, "Is Ling Qiu awake?"
"Well, I went in to get something and accidentally woke up the teacher." Jiang Chenming quickly made up an excuse.
Mo Lingqiu glanced at him, said "good morning" to his parents, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash.
Soon, all four of them were eating breakfast around the table.
Mo Lingqiu thought with his not sober mind while sandwiching the noodles, this scene seemed familiar, as if it had just happened recently. Thinking about it again, isn't that what happened last night
"Is Xiao Jiang going to class today?"
"Well, I'm going to practice." Jiang Chenming nodded, "The game is going to be played next week."
"Contest?"
"Basketball game, a game in our school, entertainment." Jiang Chenming explained.
"Unfortunately, we can't see it, and we will leave the day after tomorrow."
"There is still a chance next time, we have a lot of various competitions."
"Then come back next time to see you play." Han Ying pointed to Mo Songcheng, "You can still learn from my husband, he is also an itchy hand."
"Really? Okay, there is a chance!"
Mo Lingqiu listened to them constantly talking in his ears, and he was a little tired. Getting up early made him feel tired, even eating his favorite noodles, he was groggy.
After he forced himself to finish eating, he raised his head and said, "Mom and Dad, I went back to sleep, I'm sleepy."
"Go to sleep, are you alright today?"
"Not yet."
"Then go." Han Ying was still considerate to her son.
"Well." Mo Lingqiu nodded, really stood up and swayed back into Jiang Chenming's room.
Jiang Chenming looked at his back and wondered if it was because of the marked relationship. He felt sensitively that something was not right and was a little worried. But Han Ying and the others were all there, so he couldn't ask for the time being.
After breakfast, Jiang Chenming cleaned the bowl, and when he returned to the living room, Han Ying and Mo Songcheng had already packed their things.
"We're going out in a while." Mo Songcheng pointed to himself and Han Ying, "I originally wanted to go alone, but they said that they must meet us and have a meal."
"I won't eat with you today, you two should eat hot pot." Han Ying waved her hand and walked out with Mo Songcheng's arm.
After Jiang Chenming sent people away, he pushed open the door with a worried mood. Mo Lingqiu closed his eyes tightly, but for some reason, his state looked slightly different from before.
As soon as Jiang Chenming sat by the bed, Mo Lingqiu opened his eyes, stretched out his hand from the bed and grabbed the corner of Jiang Chenming's clothes, and closed his eyes again.
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