Shen Xichen laughed knowingly, put down the pillow, and immediately lay down with his head upside down, lest Yi Yi would regret it.

Yijing lowered her head uncomfortably, and her eyes were fixed on the necklace in her hand.

A pair of big hands restlessly bypassed Yi Jing's waist, hugged her and got a little closer.

"What are you doing!" Yiyi, who was suddenly hugged, had goosebumps all over her body, and her body involuntarily tensed.

Shen Xichen buried his head in Yijing's neck socket, and sprayed lazily on Yiyi's sensitive neck. It didn't take long for him to find a kitten in his warm arms again, and continued to rub against Yijing.

Shen Xichen's hair pierced Yijing's delicate skin, and she was afraid of itching, she wanted to push Shen Xichen away, but her hand was raised in the air three or four times, and she gave up again.

How many chances are there to let him hold it like this, forget it.

For a long time, Yijing forgot whether she had an itchy neck or an itchy heart.

The moonlight poured down like flowing water, hitting the two of them like a gossamer, and the soft luster wrapped the two in a hazy picture, which seemed very harmonious.

Yijing was held by Shen Xichen, and listening to his rapid breathing, she couldn't tell whether he was asleep or awake.

Yijing felt that her neck had been wet by Shen Xichen's breathing, and because she was pressed by his hair, Yijing could only look at the ceiling with her eyes open.

The heart was inexplicably touched, and Yi Jing's hand trembled and touched the crook of Shen Xichen's arm.

The person nestled in her arms trembled slightly, the strength of his hand let go a little, and the hoarse and confused voice sounded like babbling.

"Seventeen, I know I'm not good, but trust me, I'm going to tie you to my side no matter what. Even if death comes, it can't be separated from us. ”

The implication is that even the Grim Reaper can't dismantle them, let alone a mere housekeeper?

Yi Wan was silent, and turned her head to look at Shen Xichen, who was half-open.

His tone was so firm, like a cedar that the wind could not blow, standing straight in her heart.

"The housekeeper is my mother's best friend, and I have been through adversity together." Shen Xichen's words were concise and to the point.

Yi Wan'er, slender fingers slowly slid across Shen Xichen's face, and words as light as cicada wings rippled in the silent space: "Sleep." ”

Because the person I love is you, even if you lie to me a hundred times, I will believe it unconditionally a hundred times.

But not necessarily, I will forgive you a hundred and one times.

When the brightest sunlight in the early morning penetrated into Yijing's eyes, Shen Xichen was helping Yijing tuck the quilt.

"Awake?" Shen Xichen lay beside Yijing, supporting his head with his hands.

He had forgotten when he had woken up, only that he had been looking at Yi's sleepy eyes until now.

Yiyi was quiet when she slept, and even her breathing was surprisingly smooth, and she had to be very careful to hear her undulating breathing.

"Uh-huh......" Yi Wei replied lazily, shrunk into the bed like a kitten, and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Sleep a little longer?" Shen Xichen didn't want to break this beautiful picture so quickly.

Yiyi shook her head hurriedly: "You went to bed so late yesterday, and got up so early today......

"To be able to watch you." Shen Xichen kissed Yiwen's eyebrows, "I've been watching you all the time, so never be afraid." ”

Shen Xichen has been inadvertently breaking out these words in the past few days......