Jiang Mingyuan, who received a satisfactory answer, became much more "obedient", and the arms around his waist loosened a little, allowing Cheng Huan finally some room to move.
She moved on the person's leg, and relaxed her numb leg. The person behind her sniffed at her neck like a puppy, and the breath it exhaled made her feel a little itchy.
Cheng Huan patted the hands on his waist, the man snorted softly, and the lips printed on his neck moved a bit.
"Let go, drink the hangover soup first."
"En." It was the same monotonous voice, but this time it seemed to be listening. After a while, the arm around his waist finally let go.
Cheng Huan stood up immediately, took a few steps on the ground to relieve the stiffness of his legs, breathed a sigh of relief, and took the hangover soup from that night to test the temperature.
After such a long time, the hangover soup has completely lost its temperature, and the side of the bowl is still a little cold to the touch.
The food must be undrinkable, Cheng Huan was about to make another one, she held the bowl, turned to Jiang Mingyuan and said, "You wait here for a while, I'll make you another hangover soup."
The man didn't respond, he just stared at her, and when she turned to leave, he immediately followed her.
He was drunk, and his balance was a bit off. It's okay not to be in a hurry. When he was in a hurry, he bumped into the coffee table. The hard glass hit his leg and it hurt. Jiang Mingyuan frowned, bent over to help him, and continued to move forward.
Cheng Huan walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a look, showing helplessness.
Jiang Mingyuan basically didn't turn on the fire at home, and the refrigerator was empty, not even a bottle of mineral water, so the hangover soup ingredients in the tea-green gift box became particularly conspicuous.
The box is not big, about the width of a palm, and the contents are carefully divided into portions. When needed, just take out a portion and cook it directly. Cheng Huan looked through the instructions, took out a portion of ingredients, went into the kitchen and started cooking soup.
When she was cooking the soup, Jiang Mingyuan followed behind like a large pendant. He seemed to be suffering from skin hunger and had to stick together all the time. While watching the fire, Cheng Huan had to endure the man behind him Harassment from time to time.
After the hangover soup was cooked and poured into a bowl, the people behind him didn't know if it was subconsciousness or what, they took the pot from her hand and prepared to wash it, but he forgot that this was his own kitchen, let alone dish soap , not even a quick rag.
Holding the soup pot in his hand, the man stood there for a while, turned on the tap, and prepared to use his hands directly.
"Leave it alone, you are not a part-time worker, so you don't need to wash it." Cheng Huan watched the excitement from the sidelines, and when she had seen enough, she stopped her words. something to drink.
Cheng Huan didn't put much water in the hangover soup, and the temperature was already suitable for the mouth. Jiang Mingyuan put the pot on, took the bowl in her hand, and drank the dark soup with a strange smell in one gulp.
The hangover soup doesn't look very good, but the effect is good. It didn't take long to drink it, and the annoying headache was relieved a lot. The wrinkles between Jiang Mingyuan's eyebrows smoothed a little, and he felt drowsy. He put down the bowl, circled the person in front of him again, and walked out with his arms in his arms: "Sleep."
"Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai"
This was Cheng Huan's first time entering this room. Like Jiang Mingyuan, the decoration style of the other's bedroom was also cold and rigid. The eyes were full of black, white and gray, which looked worse than that of a hotel.
After entering the room and closing the door, Jiang Mingyuan took the person into the bathroom in this posture again, then put the person aside, squeezed toothpaste and began to brush his teeth.
Cheng Huan stood aside, feeling that she had become a decoration that he couldn't put it down, so he couldn't leave his sight, and even stared at her in the gaps when he washed his face.
After Jiang Mingyuan washed up, he began to take off his clothes to take a shower. He unbuttoned the buttons with one hand, took off the cufflinks and put them aside, took off his suit and threw away his tie, and then his shirt.
The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned one by one, revealing the full muscles of the collarbone and chest, and then the neatly arranged abdominal muscles, and the mermaid line hidden under the suit pants on both sides of the lower abdomen.
The pure white shirt fell to the ground, Cheng Huan swallowed, and resisted the urge to touch it and turned her head away. She cleared her throat and spoke a little hurriedly: "I'll go out first."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for anyone to react, he quickly rushed out of the bathroom, closed the door behind his back, leaned against the door, and took a deep breath.
"I'm going back. You should go to bed early after taking a shower." Standing outside the door, she said to the vague figure inside, and hurried out the door after speaking, as if someone was chasing after her.
There was no other person in the bathroom, and even the sound of footsteps was fading away. Jiang Mingyuan stopped what he was doing, stared at the door for a long time, then looked away, chuckled, and continued with his work.
He was indeed drunk, but it was not as serious as Qi Shan thought. When Cheng Huan came over, he was actually still sober. It was only because of the alcohol that he did something that he wanted to do but didn't have the guts to try.
So far it seems to be working fine.
Jiang Mingyuan stood under the shower and let the water rush down with his head up. He was still a little drunk after all, and his control over his body was not as good as usual. Accidentally let the water flow back into the trachea, choking him to cough a series of times, just coughing and coughing Then, the arc of the corner of his mouth became wider.
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Cheng Huan suffered a lot of stimulation at night, so it was natural for her to suffer from insomnia. Her mind was in a mess. As soon as she closed her eyes, all kinds of imaginary images flocked to her. At the scene, the next second became a dispute between the two.
Cheng Huan stayed up until dawn like watching a movie all night. The alarm clock rang, and she sat up from the bed clutching her forehead. After a while, she lay back down again, wrapped the quilt tightly and continued to try to sleep.
Probably because she was too sleepy, Cheng Huan actually fell asleep this time, and even the knock on the door didn't wake her up.
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When Xing Xing woke up in the morning, the house was quiet. Not only was there no voice of speaking, but there was also no familiar aroma of food.
With his little slippers on, he groped into the kitchen and looked around. After making sure there was nothing to eat, he groped back and went to the door of the master bedroom, ready to open it in.
The little guy touched the doorknob with his hand, and retracted for some reason, clenched his hand into a fist, and knocked on the door three times with his knuckles just like his father.
There was no response from the door, so Xing Xing knocked again after waiting for a while, then opened the door impatiently and walked in.
The bed in the master bedroom is not small. When you push it away, you can see a bulge on the bed. Xing Xing went to the head of the bed and climbed up. Finally, he saw half of his mother's face under the quilt. He leaned over and whispered a few words , I stopped barking until I woke up the person, I pouted and climbed out of bed, and went out softly and closed the door.
In the past, when Cheng Huan couldn't get up in the morning, Xingxing already had some experience in how to fill his stomach. He opened the refrigerator, stepped on a small bench, took out a can of milk and a small cake from it, connected hot water, and put Putting the milk box in, he knelt on the dining table stool to open the cake package, took a bite out of it with a spoon and ate it into his mouth, chewed twice and closed his eyes.
The cake is so delicious!
For the sake of his health, Cheng Huan usually does not let him eat too much sweets, Xing Xing especially cherishes the opportunity to eat cakes, but he only took two bites when there was a sound at the door, the child turned his head vigilantly, put down the spoon and crawled After getting off the dining chair, as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Mingyuan walking in.
Alcohol paralyzed the nerves, so Jiang Mingyuan didn't suffer from insomnia last night due to excitement, but the hangover didn't feel good. When he woke up, his head still hurt and his limbs felt a little numb. It should be that the alcohol hadn't been metabolized yet.
Although he was suffering physically, Jiang Mingyuan was full of energy. He still remembered what happened last night, and remembered that Cheng Huan agreed to his pursuit. Recalling those scenes, he felt like a fire was burning in his heart.
Jiang Mingyuan was excited, and also afraid that Cheng Huan was just perfunctory him yesterday, so as soon as he woke up, he washed up as quickly as possible and went downstairs.
He moved quickly, but he was a little nervous when he reached the door. He rarely cared about his appearance. He straightened out a strand of uneven hair on his forehead in front of the glamorous elevator, and then opened the door and walked in.
Jiang Mingyuan thought a lot about what he wanted to say when he saw Cheng Huan, but when he really walked in, what he saw was not the person that made his heart burn.
It's a small bean with cream on the corner of its mouth.
Xiao Douding glanced at him, called out to his father, climbed onto the chair again, and continued eating his cake.
Jiang Mingyuan looked at what he was eating, and frowned: "Why do you eat this in the morning, where is mom?"
"Mom is sleeping, and I can't wake up." Xing Xing scooped up another large piece of cake, but before he stuffed it into his mouth, someone grabbed his hand.
Jiang Mingyuan took the spoon out of his son's hand, put it aside, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth clean: "Daddy will take you to breakfast."
"Oh, okay." Xing Xing glanced at the unfinished cake regretfully, and nodded in agreement.
Anyway, everything else is delicious too.
Jiang Mingyuan took Xingxing out and left a note before leaving. After the father and son had breakfast, they packed another copy for the one at home, but when the breakfast was cold, there was no sign of the master bedroom door being opened. .
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Cheng Huan slept until the afternoon. When she woke up, the sun was westward. She sat on the bed and stretched. She checked the time on her phone.
Staring at the numbers on the screen, Cheng Huan almost rolled out of bed. She checked several times that nothing was wrong, and then hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed with bare feet.
Solving the personal hygiene problem as quickly as possible, Cheng Huan pushed the door and went out.
The father and son were both in the living room, and they looked over at the same time when they heard the sound. Their eyes were too hot, and Cheng Huan subconsciously looked down at the clothes on his body. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, he raised his head and smiled at the two on the sofa.
"Mom, you've been sleeping for a long time. Dad and I have finished lunch!" Xing Xing trotted over and handed her the cardboard box he was carrying: "Mom, are you hungry? Eat cake."
Cheng Huan didn't feel hungry just after waking up, and he didn't like eating cakes very much, so he refused: "Mom won't eat this, Xing Xing can eat it by himself."
The child felt a little distressed when he gave the cake. It took him a long time for this piece of cake before his father agreed to compensate him. After hearing that his mother didn't want it, Xing Xing happily took it back, patted his chest and said, "Mom, what are you eating? I'll give it to you." purchase."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the people next to him and changed his words again: "Daddy bought it for mom."
"Okay, go and play games." Jiang Mingyuan stood aside, rubbed his son's head and sent him away: "Dad has something to tell Mom."
Cheng Huan's cheeks were slightly red, and Xing Xing asked, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Mingyuan looked at Cheng Huan and said to the little guy, "Things that children shouldn't know."
"Why can't children know?"
"No reason."
Xing Xing's eyes turned around between his parents for many times, and finally he nodded in confusion and reluctantly, and sighed in a particularly vicissitudes of life: "Well, you adults have a lot of things to do."
After speaking, he walked away with short legs.
Without the eye-catching light bulb, Jiang Mingyuan's aggression became stronger. He walked in slowly, cornered Cheng Huan, looked at her many times with his eyes, and then hung his head in her ear and said, "I thought You regret it."
"No, no." Cheng Huan was still a little shy at first, not knowing how to face this person, but seeing that this person was as uneasy as herself, she felt a lot of courage in her heart.
Cheng Huan tried to lean forward a little, put his arms around the person in front of him, rested his head on his chest, and whispered, "I won't regret it."