The first rays of light in the morning cast a shallow layer of light and shadow on the room through the heavy curtains.

The Chief had already woken up, and with one hand on his chin, he lazily looked at the man sleeping soundly in his arms.

Her fingers slid over her skin, which was as white as a shelled egg, and the hand was delicate and silky. Looking at her eyebrows curved like willow leaves, small and straight nose, ruddy and delicate lips, slightly baby fat face, has grown, pure facial features, the more you look at it, the more you taste.

She rolled over and shrunk into his arms, restlessly huffing her hands and feet.

The softest place in her heart was suddenly touched, and the tenderness in her eyes was like water, and the chief lady pecked her lightly on the lips, and reached out to pin the messy hair on her face behind her ears.

Last night, he tossed for a long time, and the little woman estimated that it would be difficult to wake up for a while. He didn't squeak, he lifted the quilt cover alone and got up first.

As usual, he put on a simple white shirt and black suit pants, and when the chief adult's hand skimmed over the tie, he took a slight beating. He remembered that she seemed to be very fond of sky blue, and his fingers, from the neatly arranged ties, picked out the sky blue tie, and prepared to tie it.

Turning to the mirror, as soon as his fingers went around his neck, he saw the little woman on the bed, looking lazy, like a cat that had not woken up, looking at him with twinkling eyes.

Her soft black green silk was naturally on her shoulders, and her eyes were still half-asleep and misty, which was shockingly beautiful.

"Why don't you sleep more, it's still early."

The chief adult's voice was slightly hoarse, but there was a bit of magnetism in the gentleness, and the whole body softened when he heard it.

"Hmm...... The arms suddenly emptied, and he woke up naturally. ”

Yin Wenwen jumped out of bed and ran to him barefoot. She hung on him like a koala with a shy little face, rubbing her cheek against his chest, and saying something in her mouth: "Husband, rub." ”

Xu hasn't woken up yet, and she is particularly clingy at this time. The chief's eyes lit up, he put his arms around her, rubbed her hair, and sat down on the edge of the bed with her.

"What did you just call me, call it again."

He was facing her, nose to nose, lips no more than half an inch apart, so close that the corners of his lips could graze her cheeks.

The tip of her nose lingered with her sweet and fragrant scent, and the voice of the chief lord sounded bewildermently.

"Rub ...... Husband ......"

Yin Wenwen leaned on him obediently, soft and glutinous. Catching a glimpse of his unfinished tie, his boneless little hands climbed up, tugged at it, and muttered, "I'll fight for you." ”

The Chief Lord's eyes sank, and a hint of indulgence flashed. He hummed softly and let her fiddle with his tie.

Small hands move flexibly and tie knots. With a slight pull, a beautiful bow tie comes out.

She glanced smugly at the man and clapped her hands crisply. The dragging look is charming and cute, as if showing off to him: How is it, my craftsmanship is good!

Now she is exactly the same as when she was studying.

The Chief smiled softly, and leaned closer, leaning in with her. The delicate and lingering kiss is like a breeze and drizzle, warm and soft.

The little woman tensed her body, her slender eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and her face was flushed.

This idiot still can't breathe after so long......

The Chief half-closed his eyes and let go of her. If kissing suffocates people, she is definitely the first in history.

He reached out and patted her on the head: "Go change your clothes, get ready for work." ”