The next day, it was a rare good weather.

Scattered sunlight shines through the bedroom window and falls on the side of the bed.

A fair-skinned and elastic leg, perhaps because of the size of the bed, was squeezed out of the sheet and hung over the side of the bed, just in time, illuminated by the early morning sun.

Maybe it was because it was a little hot from the bright sun, and the fair beautiful leg moved, and then it was shrunk into the sheet by the owner.

A slight movement, but just the signal to wake up again in the bedroom, which had been silent for a long time.

"Hmm!" With a soft snort, Han Jiaren finally woke up from her sleep.

However, the weight on his body, as well as a faint feeling of stuffiness in his chest, finally made Han Jiaren completely sober.

That pretty face, which was white and red, instantly turned pink.

Some hesitated, some couldn't believe it, but the symptoms of weakness in the limbs, as well as the messy sheets on the body, clearly told Han Jiaren how crazy she was last night!

And when Han Jiaren finally regained consciousness, she was facing a pair of ink-like eyes.

It's Jang Jung-hoon.

When I looked at it, I couldn't help but feel even more ashamed.

Son Ye-jin lies on the other side and sleeps deeply, while the man's lower half. Lying on top of her, her upper body pressed against herself.

And those eyes, smiling, looking at themselves.

All kinds of last night's things appeared in my heart like flowing water, and I couldn't believe it, but I was also more shy.

I never thought that I would be so crazy last night!

Still laughing!

It's all you hateful stinky man!

The huffing Han Jiaren endured the weakness of her limbs, raised her fist, and waved it at the man a few times.

But after all, that "depravity" that made people blush and heartbeat had just ended. It was just a simple action, but it once again made Han Jiaren's little fist hang down weakly.

The man laughed instead. However, what makes Han Jiaren feel strange. The man who had already gotten up at this time in the past not only did not have the slightest intention of moving at this time, but also closed his eyes.

After feeling the man's whole body relax, Han Jiaren couldn't help but let out an uncomfortable snort.

The man's upper body was still lying on top of her.

However, to Han Jiaren's relief, the man also seemed to sense Han Jiaren's discomfort, supported the sheets with both hands, and moved his body slightly.

also had to be suitable, blushing slightly. Han Jiaren directly lifted the corner of the sheet, hesitated, and still got off the ground.

The silky, silky skin shines in the sun.

Lazily with a lazy waist, but it shows the exquisite figure that has already been landed.

The famous beauty mole playfully fluttered slightly on the bridge of the tall nose.

Looking closer, Han Jiaren was a little nervous.

To her relief, the man didn't open his eyes.

Although the shyness and tension in my heart have been somewhat relieved, a touch of unwillingness has uncontrollably surfaced in my heart.

But. She didn't want to provoke any more men at this time.

The lesson of "bloody" told her that if she didn't want to have an early "morning exercise" with a man, it was better not to provoke him at this time.

The trio's clothes were scattered everywhere, and their cheeks were blushing. Silently find your clothes.

However, what made Han Jiaren feel very embarrassed was that his own close. Clothing. I didn't find a single one!

What can I do?

Because it was at home, I thought about it. Pick up the man's shirt and put it on casually.

A shirt that matches a man's figure. Worn on her body, it just reached the knees.

Fortunately, this is only a sleeveless shirt, otherwise, Han Jiaren would have to worry about those two long sleeves.

She generally dislikes to wear long-sleeved clothing unless it is necessary.

came to the kitchen and looked for the refrigerator, but to Han Jiaren's surprise, he found a noodle that had been somewhat dried, as well as a small plate of pickles and two eggs.

At first, I thought it was broken, but when Han Jiaren was about to throw it away, it didn't feel right.

It doesn't have the characteristic smell of being left for a long time, but it has a certain fragrance.

I opened it curiously, but was surprised to find that these were actually two salted eggs that had already been pickled!

Although she was a little curious about why there were two salted eggs, Han Jiaren smiled.

Breakfast, there is.

Now, though, all she has to do is take a shower first.

Last night's fierce battle made her body at this time exude a smell that was not unpleasant, but also very uncomfortable.

However, this smell is like a nuclear bomb for men's lethality!

Just as Han Jiaren went out to make breakfast, the bedroom was finally no longer calm.

"That's it! She's gone. The angry and funny man moved his body slightly, but Son Ye-jin let out an exclamation.

It's not like being hurt, but it makes people can't help but feel an itch in their hearts.

Not paying attention to Son Ye-jin's exclamation, the man gently covered the woman completely.

The scorching breath sprayed on the woman's snow neck.

By now, Son Ye-jin finally couldn't pretend anymore, and snorted softly, but bit her lower lip and tried not to make a sound.

The breath behind him became hotter and hotter, and the good-looking eyebrows trembled slightly, and a trace of twitching flashed on his face.

With the gentle shaking of the bed board, an irrepressible feeling hit my heart somewhere.

Although the scene of last night seems to be still in front of her, at this time, the woman's heart can no longer accommodate anything.

With a sound of "Wow-", half of the salted eggs were dropped by Han Jiaren in the cooked soybean oil.

Just stir-fried twice, and the eggs were already covered with a layer of golden gauze.

Scoop it up and place it casually on top of the noodles that have already been served.

Just as Han Jiaren was about to call the two of them to dinner, a pocket placed at the door caught her attention.

Only then did I find out that it was the leftover ingredients that Zhang Zhengxun prepared for dinner yesterday.

Breathe a sigh of relief, after all, it's just two small bowls of noodles, but it's definitely not enough.

After opening the bag and picking out, Han Jiaren finally locked a few servings of vegetables that were still fresh, and Han Jiaren began to cook while keeping the noodles warm.

After half an hour of busy work, a hearty breakfast was finally ready.

At this time, Han Jiaren took off the apron around her waist and casually opened the hair that she had tied up because of cooking.

The waterfall-like hair falls like a flood.

Shaking his head slightly, his hair, which was still a little damp, had all spread out at this time.

After a few strokes of her hair, which was somewhat blocking her vision, Han Jiaren finally walked to the bedroom.

It's time to wake up those two "lazy guys". (To be continued......)