No matter how reluctant Su Qingsang was, when she saw Huo Jinyao placing the luggage at the door of her room, she knew that she seemed unable to change this.
It's a foregone conclusion that Huo Jinyao will move in. Just: "There is a guest room over there, just put your luggage there."
Taking two steps forward stopped Huo Jinyao from opening the door. Su Qingsang also knew that this would have no effect, but she really didn't want Huo Jinyao to enter her private territory no matter what.
This is not a hotel room, not a living room outside. This was her room, the room where only she had slept.
"We are husband and wife, how can we sleep in separate rooms?"
As if Huo Jinyao didn't see the reluctance on Su Qingsang's face, he even reached out and hooked her shoulder. He put his face close to hers.
"Don't worry. I don't snore when I sleep."
Who cares whether he snores or not? Su Qingsang's face turned green. This guy can really distract people.
"Huo Jinyao—"
Before she finished speaking, Huo Jinyao had already pushed open the door to her room.
"Don't worry, I sleep well too. You should have felt it yesterday."
yesterday? Su Qingsang's mind flashed back to the scene of herself sleeping in his chest. There was a moment of discomfort on his face.
In just a moment, Huo Jinyao had already carried his luggage in.
"Huo Jinyao."
Su Qingsang quickly followed behind him.
"Not bad." Huo Jinyao hadn't really come in just now, so he glanced at it now.
Well, the room is not big, but it is very clean and tidy.
The lotus-pink dark-grained wall covering brings a touch of feminine warmth, and the bed sheets and quilt cover are pink.
The room has a large bay window with thick cushions placed above it. The wind blew through the curtains of the same color as the wallpaper, and he could smell the faint fragrance floating in the air, which was exactly the same as the smell he smelled when he held her to sleep yesterday.
The expression on Huo Jinyao's face softened a bit, but Su Qingsang didn't see it standing behind him.
She only saw Huo Jinyao carrying his luggage like this. After looking around, he headed towards the cloakroom.
She moved to stop her as soon as she stepped forward, but Huo Jinyao had long hands and feet and entered the cloakroom in two steps.
Su Qingsang felt very uncomfortable again. Her closet is not messy. After all, she didn't have much clothing and she was in the hospital most of the time. Clothes are mainly simple and comfortable.
She tidied up well and put all her clothes in categories. After all, she is a doctor and loves to be clean and tidy.
But I came back late the day before yesterday and was tired. She went out in a hurry yesterday morning. I casually turned over a few pieces of underwear and came out.
My original intention at the time was to find a strapless bra to wear with my wedding dress, but then I remembered that the wedding dress had a lining and was no longer needed, so I put it back.
Then because I was in a hurry to leave, I dug out several. The result of not having time to clean up is that there are still a few big bras placed in very conspicuous places on the hangers, piled up like that.
She stretched out her hand to put away the bras, but Huo Jinyao couldn't move faster. His well-jointed hands could easily pick up one of them.
The thin black fabric was held in the palm of the man's strong hands. Su Qingsang's face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck.
"bring here."
She stretched out her hand to grab it, but Huo Jinyao's hand just turned around and then glanced at one of the numbers.
The deep eyes under the raised eyebrows are a bit narrow. Huo Jinyao's eyes fell on her piercingly.
When I saw her wearing a wedding dress yesterday, I knew she had a good figure. Slim and graceful, but—
"34C?"
I really can’t tell.
(End of chapter)