Song Yingwan watched carefully, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up, and a smile spread to the tips of his brows. Just when he was about to get closer to see more clearly, a muscular arm with tight muscles suddenly wrapped around his waist, and the next moment he was pressed against it. On the soft bed.
When she came to her senses, she saw that the person who had been sleeping just now was leaning over her, with a slight smile on his face, and there was no trace of the hesitation in his eyes that he had when he just woke up.
Only then did she realize that this man was pretending to sleep!
As if he was caught secretly doing bad things, Song Yingwan became angry and said with a frown, "You pretend to be asleep!"
"Well, I'm sorry."
The apology was sincere, but there was no sign of repentance on his face.
"Well……"
Song Yingwan wanted to say something more, but his lips were blocked. The hot kiss fell, and he couldn't wait to invade and entangle him. The kiss was so hard and passionate that it made people feel confused.
After a while, Song Yingwan was kissed by him so hard that her breathing became short and her head gradually turned white. The room was completely silent, except for the sound of the two people kissing intimately and deeply. In a daze, she could only let the unfamiliar but familiar tide drown her. Sanity.
He kept moving, and his fingers probed into her clothes with familiarity, leaving light red finger marks on the smooth and delicate waist, and then gradually went up along the slender back, and placed on her porcelain white Her skin felt hot, making her tremble with every touch.
The two of them were teetering on the edge of losing control.
After a long time, he stopped and hugged her tightly. From time to time, he would place delicate kisses on the side of her neck. The hand on her slender waist slowly rubbed the delicate skin, breathing heavily.
After Song Yingwan's breathing stabilized, she turned her head to look at the dim light outside the window, and the sky was gradually getting darker.
Her eyelashes fluttered, she raised her hand to push the person who was still pressing on her and refused to leave, and whispered, "...I'm hungry."
Hearing this, the thank you paused for a moment, then he stood up and raised his hands to neatly button up the clothes that had been torn apart just now, covering the marks left on her fair and delicate skin. His meticulous appearance seemed to be doing something rigorous. During the experiment, Song Yingwan's slow movements made her ears feel hot, so she decided to take care of it herself.
Xie Ci couldn't get involved for a while. He seemed a little dissatisfied after being snatched away from this task. After pursing his lips, he turned over and lay down on the other side.
It took about another two minutes before he got up and got out of bed, and returned to his cheerful appearance. His voice was slow and soft, "You stay asleep for a while, and I'll cook for you."
"How about making your favorite shredded mustard pork noodles?"
Song Yingwan ate too much for lunch and then slept again. Now he didn't feel very hungry. He nodded casually after hearing what he said.
The girl's face was still flushed. When she looked up at him, her moist eyes were filled with his shadow, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red at the moment.
He couldn't help but leaned over, placed a kiss on her eyebrows, and tucked the quilt for her before turning around and leaving.
When he closed the door, Song Yingwan was lying on the bed as he said. She needed to calm down now, and she couldn't stay in the same space with him calmly.
But his refreshing scent still lingered on the quilt, as soft and strong as he was. It had only been a few hours, but this room seemed to have been occupied by his breath, and traces of him could be seen everywhere.
It wasn't that Song Yingwan couldn't accept this change. Perhaps she had already subconsciously fully accepted the inclusion of such a person in her life.
She was not a woman educated under the traditional concepts of this era, and she could accept the changes between the two of them during this period, otherwise she would not have tolerated things happening to this point.
However, she prefers to let things take their own course, whether it's relationships or life, rather than forcing things to grow. Sometimes a gradual approach can bring unexpected surprises.
Just lying on the bed and thinking wildly, it seemed that not long after, there were several knocks on the door, and then a familiar voice said, "Wanwan, it's time to eat."
"...Okay, right away."
Someone has already prepared the meal, and it would be unreasonable not to get up.
Then she got up quickly, packed herself up, opened the door and went out.
After saying thanks, he stood at the door and waited. When he saw someone coming out, he approached and took her hand, saying softly, "Are you hungry?"
Song Yingwan looked at him and smiled lightly, "It's okay."
"Wash your hands and eat!"
"good."
Originally, Song Yingwan didn't feel hungry, but now that she smelled the fragrance, her appetite suddenly whetted her appetite. She finished the bowl of noodles without leaving any noodle soup.
After she put down the bowl, she thanked him with a chuckle and said, "Would you like some more?"
Song Yingwan quickly shook her head. She really couldn't eat anymore, otherwise she would gain weight.
Xie Ci also knew her usual appetite, and she ate too much today, so she stopped trying to persuade her.
After the meal, it was too cold outside to go for a walk in the yard to eat. The two of them sat at the desk to read and write, which was regarded as digestive exercise.
After thanking him as usual, he got up and went back to his room to rest. Song Yingwan did not try to persuade him to stay as he did this afternoon.
Late at night, in two rooms not far apart, one was sleeping heavily with his eyes half closed, while the other was tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night.
I thanked him and stood up countless times, and smiled helplessly. As expected, people are greedy and want more at all times, and even he is not immune.
He stared at the silvery moonlight outside the window and fell on the ground through the window. The scene that should have been peaceful and peaceful could not soothe the irritability in his heart. He didn't know how long it took before he gradually fell asleep.
Fortunately, the dream was filled with the girl in his heart, and the glances and smiles were particularly clear.
The sun spread across the earth, and this day finally ushered in the sunny day that so many geniuses have been waiting for, and the continuous white snow on the ground became much brighter.
The Spring Festival was gradually approaching, and even if it was just the two of them, Song Yingwan was not willing to give in. After preparing all the New Year's goods, he started working non-stop.
The Chinese New Year naturally takes a lot of time in terms of food. He has to start preparing fried goods and fried goods. Fried goods are what Song Yingwan spends the most time on. There are many varieties prepared, such as small twists, vegetarian meatballs, and sesame leaves, which are all must-haves for the New Year. Small snacks, but the quantity of each item is not too much, just a little troublesome.
However, Xie Ci has a smart mind and strong practical skills. After watching Song Yingwan do it once, he can remember the basic steps well and the things he made are decent.
But it helped Song Yingwan a lot, so she felt a lot more relaxed.
These things only look complicated, but once you actually get started and know how to do it, it will be much easier.
