Qian Yidie didn't know how drunk he was, if he was so drunk that she was unconscious, she might be able to kick him away and break free from his arm.

But I'm afraid that he still has a trace of emotion in his head, and he is afraid that he will be unhappy after realizing her resistance.

Hesitating, seeing that Qian Chiye didn't make any other moves, Qian Yidie stiffened and maintained this posture.

It felt like a long time, as if an hour had passed in more than ten minutes.

Sensing that the strength in his hand seemed to have slackened, Qian Yidie moved his body cautiously, and seeing that he didn't react, he got out of the quilt at a faster speed.

Standing on the edge of the bed, she looked at it thoughtfully, picked up her pillow, half of the quilt was pressed by Qian Chiye, she didn't dare to pull it, and she didn't reach out to cover him with the quilt.

He just walked to the couch by the wall, picked up the plush blanket on it, and walked to the door.

When he opened the door and was about to go out, he paused and looked at the fluffy cat nest on the bay window, where Xiao Hei curled up comfortably.

looked at Qian Chiye who was sleeping on the surface of the quilt on his side, Qian Yidie hesitated, but turned back, reached out and covered him with the half of the quilt that Qian Chiye had not pressed, and then walked to the living room and slept on the chaise longue near the window that he usually didn't touch with those women.

She knew that Qian Chiye had always lived a very depressed life, and it was probably this living environment that caused him to be paranoid, irritable and suspicious now.

But it wasn't her who hurt him, but he always vented his anger on her.

Qian Chiye is also twenty-eight years old, and his family has urged him to get married, but he seems to be deliberately against his family, and the women around him have changed again and again.

left a reputation for a chaotic private life, and no one took the initiative to tell him a matchmaker.

Qian Yidie is still looking forward to whether she will be able to be free after Qian Chiye gets married and starts a family?

When he has his own family and a wife and children to take care of, he shouldn't be able to manage her like he is now.

She still has such beautiful fantasies in her heart.

It was past six o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark outside.

Qian Chiye rubbed his temples and sat up from the bed, frowning with a headache, and sat on the bed slowly, only then did the faint light outside the window see that this was not his room.

The things in the room were neatly arranged, and there was a faint fragrance between the wine, which could not be said to be a taste, as if it was a special smell that only came out of her house.

The kitten was playing with a small paper ball by the bedside, and its playful nature was gradually unleashed as it became familiar with the environment.

I didn't see Qian Yidie's figure when I looked into the room, and Qian Chiye couldn't remember how he got to this room last night, but looking at the bed was quite tidy, he shouldn't have done anything to her last night.

I got up and got out of bed, pushed the door and went out, and turned on the light in the living room as I walked towards the living room.

The sudden change in light woke up Qian Yidie, who was still curled up on the sofa to sleep, and moved her body with blurred eyes, and immediately sat up from the sofa after seeing Qian Chiye.

Qian Chiye squatted in place, only to find that Qian Yidie was sleeping here.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, but no one spoke, and only the sound of the rain outside the window kept ringing.

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p; Qian Chiye took the lead in moving, as if Qian Yidie did not exist, picked up the water cup on the coffee table by himself, and poured a glass of water from the thermostat.

Qian Yidie endured dizziness and went back to her room silently with a blanket and pillow.

I haven't slept well last night, and I've been feeling very cold.

I don't know if it's a cold, so she found cold medicine from the bedside table, and ate the boiled water that had been poured into the cup last night.

Seeing that it was still early, the discomfort caused by dizziness made her return to bed, wrapped in the quilt and quickly fell asleep in a daze.

Because of the rainy day, it was also gloomy outside the window after nine o'clock.

Zhan Shaoyin opened his eyes and saw Song Huayi's face in front of him, looked at him with a smile, and then said, "I found that you were really damaged by me, and it was the first time I saw you sleep until this point before waking up." ”

Zhan Shaoyin hugged Song Huayi and narrowed his eyes again.

Song Huayi looked at Zhan Shaoyin's abnormal appearance, raised his hand and touched his forehead and asked, "Are you sick?" Where is it uncomfortable? ”

Zhan Shaoyin tightened her in his arms a little, looked at her with slightly squinted eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "Who doesn't want to sleep more in the bed on such a cold day?" ”

"But you weren't like this before, I'll check your pulse to see if you're sick." As he spoke, Song Huayi groped for his hand from the quilt, and pretended to put his fingers on his pulse, looking like he was seriously checking.

Zhan Shaoyin just tossed by her without saying a word, looked at her as an old man, helped the non-existent long beard under her chin, and said matter-of-factly: "Son, this is a happy pulse." ”

Zhan Shaoyin glared at her, raised his hand and slapped her on the head, Song Huayi laughed "giggled" and asked him, "Are you really going to eat soft rice?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "Why don't you eat if you have to eat?" ”

Although Song Huayi knew that Zhan Shaoyin was joking, she didn't tease anymore, but looked at Zhan Shaoyin seriously and asked, "Did you encounter something?" Or have you been too tired from work lately? ”

Song Hua thought for a moment and asked, "...... Is it your dad's side...... Not ideal? ”

Zhan Shaoyin seemed to think of something, his eyes tightened, and his gaze lowered.

Song Huayi also knew that there was no way to cure his father's illness, so what kind of words that made him optimistic that he would always get better naturally did not play any comforting role.

She just stretched out her arms and hugged his sturdy body tightly, looked up at him and said, "My baby and I will always be with you in the future." ”

Hearing her words, Zhan Shaoyin's heart instantly swelled up with a lot of strange emotions, and he couldn't say what he felt specifically, he just felt very warm in his heart when he had her by his side.

He held the side of her face in his hand and caught her lips with his mouth.

Affectionate, warm, lingering......

Considering that Song Huayi was pregnant and couldn't go hungry, Zhan Shaoyin didn't covet anymore, sorted out the emotions in his heart, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Before breakfast came out, a few of Song Huayi's card friends came.

Zhan Shaoyin didn't say anything, and urged Song Huayi to finish breakfast, so he went out on the pretext of going to work.

The rain never seemed to stop, and the cold was biting.

Zhan Shaoyin drove all the way away from the bustling city and stopped in front of a small two-story house in the suburbs.