Anna was still lying in the center of the bed, pillows and pillows piled high, and she leaned against them as if to find a fulcrum for herself.

The snow-white dressing gown made her look like a fox, the rare, somewhat pretty arctic fox. Squint your eyes and look at the front from a safe distance.

Karenin is not a hunter, but he is a politician.

It was impossible to be stared at without noticing, so he looked back, but found nothing, and his wife smiled at him.

Karenin furrowed his eyebrows.

It had been a little strange all this time, and he suspected that he had overlooked something, but nothing had gone wrong with his communication with Anna, and it didn't look any different.

Karenin attributed this to the after-effects of the ambassador's wife.

From Anna's point of view, Karenin's frowning brow can be observed from time to time.

She didn't think it was because of the book, but she wasn't interested in guessing either.

Before Karenin could speak further, she couldn't tell whether she was going to sleep or do something □□ today.

But on second thought, she is now a patient, although it is fake, but if Karenin can do anything to the patient, he is really a beast! That should be very unlikely, though......

While Anna was still thinking, Karenin closed the book and used the bookmark.

It wasn't a tenth of the thickness he said.

"Aren't you going to keep watching?" Anna asked.

Karenin said: "I decided to revise the plan, you are sick, Anna, today I am also a little inattentive, it will not do you any good to read." ”

Karenin did not hide it, he unbuttoned his dressing gown as if he was going to rest here today.

Anna wanted to say, "Hey, Mr. Jiqìren, you're rich, your family is big, you have a lot of rooms, why do you want to sleep with me?" ”

But another voice reminded her mercilessly.

"Don't struggle, this is his house, you are his wife, and you also gave birth to a son together."

"But I'm not his wife!"

The voice sneered intellectually.

"It's all the same, don't struggle."

The quilt was lifted, and Anna clutched the quilt tightly, which was almost a knee-jerk reaction, even if she was not a good person like her sister An Ning in her previous life, and she did bad things for the purpose, but lying in the same bed with a man who was not very familiar with her was really a little overwhelming.

"Come on, Anna." Karenin furrowed his eyebrows and urged.

"Oh." Anna moved to the side.

Karenin settled himself, waited for a while, turned his head and asked: "You are not going to sleep yet?" ”

"What?"

In the confusion of her thoughts, Anna only heard Karenin's question, but she didn't understand it.

"I'll advise you to go to bed early tonight, Anna, it's good for your condition." Karenin said, his gaze resting on her dressing gown.

"Yes, you're right, I'm just thinking about something." Anna smiled, and finally regained a little composure, because Karenin meant that he would not pull her into any discordant movement tonight.

Anna took off her dressing gown, Karenin took it, got out of bed and hung it up, royal blue and scarlet pajamas hung together, harmoniously a little excessive.

Anna withdrew her gaze and thanked Karenin after he went to bed.

Karenin glanced at her, then turned off the lights and said, "Good night, Anna." ”

"Good night, Alex."

The pillows were soft, the goose feather quilts were comfortable and light, and on a large bed, they were not very close together, and Anna felt that life seemed to be getting better again, and she closed her eyes contentedly, allowing herself to ignore the people next to her.

She had expected to fall asleep late, after all, it was not a teddy bear lying beside her, but a big man with the smell of salt, but the restraint and self-discipline of Karenin's nature seemed to be the same in bed.

After Karenin lay down, he also did not turn over, breathing evenly.

None of their bodies touched each other, and it was too easy to ignore him.

In the middle of the night, Karenin woke up slightly.

He didn't sleep deeply, and the habit he had had had over the years allowed him to wake up at night and think about one thing before he went to sleep.

He had seen doctors for this since he became an adult and was worried that it was a disease, that Karenin might be a workaholic, but he was also concerned about his body, and that as a politician, good health was very important.

The doctor told him that he had nothing to worry about, that he was in good health, and that this habit might just come from his psychological cues.

Karenin told the doctor a lot, including the fact that he lost both of his parents when he was a child, and that he lived with his uncle with his brother, who died young.

The doctor finally told him that he didn't need to treat it as a bad hidden danger again and again, just need to relax and reduce the frequency of awakening at night.

Later, Karenin forced himself, so much so, in order to ease one habit, he developed another. Unless he is in need, he hardly thinks about anything until he falls asleep.

Karenin turned slightly, and saw the man who was sleeping soundly with his head turned towards him, curling himself up in the quilt like a small animal.

Karenin raised his hand and touched Anna's forehead, then twisted his eyebrows again, and finally leaned in, took the other party in his arms, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt.

After dawn, Anna rolled over, and then she opened her eyes.

Her legs moved under the covers, tentatively poking at anyone nearby before she turned around.

There was no one on Karenin's side, the pillows were fluffy and neat, and the blue dressing gown from the hanger had been taken away, as if he hadn't been there last night.

Anna breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked up at the ceiling and began to reflect on some of her gaffes from yesterday.

That's not good.

She'd have to be a little more patient.

But what about him, Anna thought: I'm not angry, I also have a temper, I used to have to be scared, but now I don't need to, and besides, he himself has to come up, I have already expressed my wishes.

"You'd be so ungrateful." The sane voice taunted her.

Anna wrinkled her eyebrows, arguing with the man.

"I've also compromised a lot, I've been playing his wife, his son's father, I've never complained to him, so that he can concentrate on government affairs, even if he doesn't plan to come back, I won't say anything!"

"That's because he doesn't know that his wife is no longer the same one, you just don't love him, so Ba has to see him, lest he have the interest to pull you to do some discordant sports together."

"I didn't love him in the first place, he was just a stranger."

"Don't forget that he cares about you, maybe the approach is a little cold."

"That's because he thought I was his wife."

"It's stupid to dwell on this kind of fruitless thing, you know better than anyone else." The voice said indifferently.

Anna was speechless.

"Then I need to repay the favor?"

"Yes."

"Including throwing yourself on his bed for nothing?"

"It's not a debt of life, you don't need to die now, although it will happen sooner or later, but now you just need to do something he likes."

The sane voice waved in her head, then vanished like a bubble.