Chapter 182: A Matter of Course
Yuan Yan slept until twelve o'clock in the morning, and she habitually reached out to hug Xi Yan next to her, but this time she pounced.
The coldness around her implies that Xi Yan is not by her side.
Yuan Yan rubbed his eyes, touched his mobile phone and looked at the time, where did Xi Yan go so late?
She collapsed on the bed and shouted softly: "Xi Yan, Xi Yan, are you there?" ”
There was silence in the room.
Yuan Yan propped herself up, the pure black futon covering her body slipped off, she lifted it, and walked out with her plush slippers.
As soon as he opened the door, Yuan Yan collided with Xi Yan.
During this time, Xi Yan was under the care of Jin Lao, and his eyes could gradually see the slightest light, and he saw the blurred figure in front of him, and his tone was gentle: "Awake?" ”
"Hmm." Yuan Yan rubbed her arms, and after leaving the bed, the cold hit her, making her shiver.
She sat on Xi Yan's lap and hugged him tightly to keep warm. Xi Yan is always warm, and when the temperature plummets, he is Yuanyan's oven.
Xi Yan touched her pajamas, which were not thin or thick, "If you are afraid of the cold, wear more." ”
"Why don't you sleep so late, why did you run out?" Yuan Yan buried his head in his neck socket and complained: "I was woken up by the cold." ”
"Some work was not done, so I worked overtime." Xi Yi patiently explained.
Although he couldn't see, he was used to listening to his assistant's work report with his ears during the days when he was blind. It takes a lot more effort to do this than before.
Yuan Yan always knew that Xi Yan had to work, but she didn't understand it.
After his accident, Old Man Xi resigned from all his duties, and it stands to reason that Xi Yan should be fine and light.
Yuan Yan looked at his cold eyebrows, although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask much in the end, and it was good to leave a little space for each other.
Back in the bedroom, Yuan Yan locked the door with his hand.
Xi Yan hadn't bathed yet, and after Yuan Yan adjusted the water temperature of the bathtub, he helped Xi Yan in.
She carried a small bench and sat beside Xi Yan, rubbing his back with a bath bomb.
Since Xi Yan teased Yuan Yan in the bathroom last time, she has never rubbed Xi Yan's back again, and she said that she would put an end to his improper behavior!
Xi Yan's arm rests on the edge of the white bathtub, with smooth lines and a sense of power. He chuckled and teased: "Why did Yan Yan think about serving me to take a bath today?" ”
"Smack!"
Yuan Yan slapped him on the back, and corrected him with righteous words: "What does not serve, I feel strange when I listen to it!" ”
The little beauty is sometimes bad, but it's annoying!
Her strength was not heavy, and Xi Yan didn't feel pain, he raised his eyebrows and asked ill-intentionedly, "Strange?" What's weird? ”
He backhanded, grabbed Yuan Yan's little hand and pulled it to the front and kissed it, and there was a fine and gentle touch on his fingertips, as if a lover was whispering in his ear.
Half of Yuan Yan's bones were crispy, he twitched his hand, but he didn't pull it away, and he couldn't help but be slightly annoyed and ashamed: "Stinky rascal, let go!" ”
The delicate voice trembled slightly, and Xi Yan thought of the torture he had been subjected to these days, prompting him to clench Yuan Yan's hand.
"I kiss my own wife, also called a hooligan?"
A matter of course.
Yuan Yan quibbled: "You are a hooligan!" ”
"Does Yan Yan know what a real hooligan is?" Xi Yan chuckled, and his chest seemed to hide a tuner, which was so tight.
Yuan Yan couldn't stand Xi Yan's smile the most, he smiled, it was really sultry, just like a cold fairy like frost and snow, because he strayed into the mortal world, he abandoned his pure heart and few desires, and only taught the most loyal saint to fall to him.
Yuan Yan snorted: "Could it be that you still know?" ”