Ye Jiaqi sandwiched a piece of meat for him: "Stay with me for a day, are you tired?" ”

"How is one day enough, continue in the evening. [Full text reading. 】”

Ye Jiaqi glanced at him, the bottom of his eyes was floating shallow shyness and watery tenderness, and the long eyelashes moved slightly, and the tenderness overflowed from the bottom of his eyes.

Ye Jiaqi knew that he didn't like hot pot very much, and he hated the taste.

But she liked it, so he ate with her.

She also knew that he had never been interested in many things, such as watching movies, such as hanging out, but she couldn't help but like it.

"You try this mushroom, it's delicious." Ye Jiaqi smiled and gave him vegetables.

"Do you know what is best in my eyes?"

"Hmm" Ye Jiaqi thought for a while, "Your favorite thing is steak, right?"

Ye Jiaqi suddenly saw a meaningful light in his eyes, as well as a smile on the corner of his lips.

She suddenly realized and said coquettishly: "It's not serious." ”

In the restaurant, there were only the two of them, and although it was empty, it was extra warm.

The hot pot heat spreads, and the room is full of warmth.

At the dinner table, as usual, Ye Jiaqi said a lot.

She didn't know where she had so much to say to him, she said, and Josnian listened.

Ye Jiaqi felt that Qiao Sinian's temper had changed a lot, at least he wouldn't lecture her at every turn like before.

If you don't eat properly, you have to be trained if you don't cover the quilt when you sleep, and you have to be trained if you accidentally fall asleep in the bath.

Now she, he is mostly used to it.

I'm used to doing everything.

It may also be that she is too lazy to care about her, after all, rotten wood cannot be carved.

Dinner was over, and it was still early.

"Husband, don't you think it's too lonely for two people to eat." Ye Jiaqi ate the dishes in the bowl and whispered.

"How many people do you want."

"At least three, at least four or five." Ye Jiaqi had a smile hidden in his eyebrows, and that smile couldn't be hidden.

“”

Ye Jiaqi still remembers the first time he called him "husband", on his twentieth birthday, he drank too much, and when he was in love in bed, he called him "husband".

She didn't know what he was feeling at the time.

These days, she has been calling him that way, and he seems to acquiesce.

It's just that she still carefully avoids some things, such as Chicago, such as Qiao Chengfan.

There are also some taboos between them, such as the murder case.

Dinner was over, and it was still early.

The smell on her body was too big, and Qiao Sinian was very disgusted, so she took her to the bathroom and took a shower.

In the bathroom, none of them controlled themselves too much, and he pressed her to do it once.

Ye Jiaqi had never indulged himself like this, and after he came back, he tasted the sweetness of this kind of thing, and he became more and more uncontrollable.

On the couch, in the bathroom, in bed, in the car they have done.

Every time, Ye Jiaqi was exhausted.

At first, he was able to cooperate well, but then he just cared about enjoyment and let him toss.

Afterwards, Josnian hugged her and sat on a chair on the balcony.

A thick layer of lambswool blanket was spread on the chair, and Ye Jiaqi was sitting wrapped in pajamas, with a wide field of vision in front of him, a deep night, and lonely stars.

There is no moon, only a vast starry sky.

Qiao Sinian stood behind her and blew her hair, and Ye Jiaqi squinted and looked out the window.

The light is gentle, and so are Josnian's hands.

She swayed her legs slightly, and a sweet smile spread on her little red face.

On the balcony, there was only the sound of a hairdryer.

Empty, lonely, warm.