Ye Jiaqi didn't say anything, he was too sleepy. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Josnian rested his chin on her shoulder, gently rubbed her waist, and didn't do anything out of bounds, just hugged her.

I wanted to come and take a look, but I didn't expect her to sleep.

"Sleep" she slurred, her voice was very soft, as if she was talking in a dream, "Sleep"

"Hmm."

Josnian didn't bother her anymore, just hugged her and pressed her little head into his arms.

His dressing gown was made of soft material and his chest was warm.

Ye Jiaqi turned over and faced him.

Her two small hands gripped his dressing gown, which seemed to be the most restful sleeping position in the past two days.

I don't know if it's something in the depths of the subconscious that is causing trouble, she leaned into his arms and fell asleep quickly.

I didn't fall asleep after tossing and turning all night, but I fell asleep very quickly at this time.

Her breathing gradually stabilized, and she no longer turned, but leaned into his arms like a well-behaved cat.

Just like many years ago, when she couldn't sleep, he was used to soothing her like this.

Joss stroked her soft hair, his palms warm.

This time she didn't make a fuss, but slept quietly, occasionally smashing her mouth.

The bedroom was dark, and he couldn't make out the expression on her face, but he knew that she slept soundly.

Outside the window, the shadows of the trees are dark, dark and quiet.

This night, Ye Jiaqi didn't turn over, and he was happy in Qiao Sinian's arms.

This time, Josnian didn't keep her anymore, but kissed her on the forehead when the sun came out in the morning.

The sun shines on the floor, and the lazy sun rises slowly from the east.

The day was bright, fog-free, sunny.

"Master Qiao"

"Huh?"

"Is it dawn?"

"Hmm."

She lay in his arms, the heat of her breath ruffling his neck.

"When did you come over, I don't know." She gripped him by the collar wistfully.

"You know what, sleeping is similar to Joe Chengfan."

"Damn, I remember I didn't sleep last night."

She pursed her lips, a little unhappy, how to compare her to a three-year-old child.

She's not three-year-old.

"Still sleepy?"

"I can't sleep anymore, I can sleep on the plane, 12 hours, enough for me to sleep." She whispered to him as if she had gotten up early in the morning to talk about family matters.

His tone was gentle, and her attitude was gentle.

"Then get ready to get up."

"Don't let me squint a little longer." Ye Jiaqi grabbed his clothes and rubbed his little head twice to show resistance.

The corners of Josnian's lips hooked, and he raised his hand and patted her buttocks: "Get up." ”

"What are you doing?" Ye Jiaqi was angry, "It's annoying." ”

"If you don't get up again, don't cry if you can't catch the plane, I won't pay you for the ticket again."

“”

Ye Jiaqi was helpless, so he had to sit up from the bed reluctantly.

She habitually sat in bed in a daze, which was the sequelae of getting up in the morning.

But Joss was very neat, got out of bed, changed his clothes, and washed.

When he stood in the floor-to-ceiling window, the sunlight stretched his figure very long, his white shirt was structured and shapely, and his two long legs stood elegantly, and his demeanor was graceful and graceful.

Ye Jiaqi sat on the bed with a pillow, turned his head sideways and looked at his figure in a daze.

With a cigarette between his fingers, as if realizing that she was looking at him, he turned around and said in a low and sweet voice: "Wash up." ”