Mo Sheng in his arms suddenly moved uncomfortably, avoiding his touch, Yi Chen held his breath, is she awake
But she found a more comfortable position by herself, buried her head in his arms, and fell asleep deeper, unaware that someone was feeling up and down because of her little movement.
She... Alas, Yi Chen sighed secretly, that softer and softer mood could no longer be controlled.
He pushed open the bedroom door with his elbows and put her on the bed. She added a cardigan over the pajamas. Yi Chen hesitated for a while, but he helped her take it off. Unbuttoning the buttons one by one, his breathing gradually became a little messy. .
He gently lifted her, took off his coat from his arms, and through the pajamas, the touch of the soft skin on his back also made his heart beat so fast that he couldn't restrain himself.
Pulling the quilt to help her cover it, Yi Chen quickly got up and walked away.
If he stayed any longer, he couldn't guarantee that he would not wake her up in some way.
After cleaning in the bathroom outside, Yi Chen walked to the guest room. When I passed the master bedroom, my footsteps paused, I suddenly remembered something, opened the door and looked at the bed.
really!
Only half of the quilt was on her body, the other half was dragged on the ground, and one foot was exposed.
In just ten minutes, she can sleep like this. It seems that she was too reserved when she said that she was only "a little bad" when she slept.
Knowing that she slept differently, it was the only winter we spent together, Mo Sheng caught colds again and again, five times in two months. When I asked her why, she refused to say anything at first, and then she said embarrassedly: "I sleep a little bad at night, but it's just a little bad, I always kick the quilt. Dad came back late at home, and he could help me by the way. Cover the quilt, there will be no one here, and I always sleep until midnight to get the quilt, so I can't blame me for the cold." After speaking, it is already a reasonable cold and has nothing to do with me.
Now it seems that her sleeping appearance is more than a little bad.
Yi Chen picked up the quilt that was half dragged under the bed and helped her cover it again. But as soon as she left her hand, she turned over and the quilt fell to the other side of the bed.
What a sleep addiction!
Yi Chen stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt over, covering her tightly again, staring at Mo Sheng who was sleeping peacefully with some angry eyes.
She dared to try again, and he didn't mind correcting her "sleeping position" all night.
It's a pity that Mo Sheng slept soundly and didn't move for a while, and finally shrank into the quilt as if afraid of the cold.
At this time, even Mo Sheng, who was asleep, knew that he needed to be aware of current affairs.
What time is it? Day or night? How could she sleep in bed
He sat up from the bed, his mind still not clear. Mo Sheng got out of bed sleepily, but couldn't find slippers anywhere.
Hey, where have you been
Yi Chen came out of the kitchen and saw Mo Sheng jumping up and down in the living room wearing pajamas, he couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?"
"My slippers..." I saw it, on the sofa, I jumped again, and the touchdown was successful.
Putting on his slippers and looking up, he saw Yi Chen staring at her with disapproval.
"Uh, I'm looking for slippers..." I felt guilty for no reason.
"Go get dressed." He threw down a few words and turned around.
Looking down at her pajamas, Mo Sheng blushed. Almost forgot, there is another person in this room...
After changing his clothes and coming out, Yi Chen was already eating breakfast. Mo Sheng hesitated for a while, then sat down next to him, looked at the clear porridge and side dishes on the table, and had breakfast with Yi Chen...
Seeing her delaying action, Yi Chen raised his eyes: "Aren't you used to Chinese breakfast?"
"Ah? No." Recovering from the daze, he quickly lowered his head and took a sip. Huh, that's actually pretty good.
"Yi Chen..."
As if he knew what she was going to ask, Yi Chen didn't lift his eyes and said in a flat tone, "I bought it nearby."
"… taste good."
"It's okay." Yi Chen replied absentmindedly.
Nothing to say. Mo Sheng drank porridge with her head down, and glanced at the documents sorted on the coffee table from the corner of her eyes.
"Are you going to the office today too?"
"Ok."
"Busy?"
"It's okay." In fact, he was going crazy, and he was so busy because someone made him nervous a few days ago.
"Oh."
The lowered tone finally caught his attention. Seeing her drinking porridge, her hair was about to fall into the porridge.
They seem to be newly married.
"How is your English?" Don't open your eyes, Yi Chen seemed to ask casually.
English? Why did you ask this all of a sudden.
"It's alright, but... I haven't passed Level 4." The first time I took Level 4 before I went to the United States, I got a glorious score of fifty-nine.
Good to mention.
"Come with me." Yi Chen said.
"Eh?" Mo Sheng looked up at him in surprise, "Where are you going?"
"Office, help me translate the materials."
Can't translate.
Mo Sheng glared at the English on the paper, there was no reason, so many years abroad have been in vain.
Ask Yi Chen? Looking up, he seems to be busy, so please don't disturb him.
In the quiet office, the phone rang suddenly, Yi Chen flipped the document with his right hand and picked it up with his left.
"Hey... I'm in the office... no, I happen to have something to do today..."