Chapter 84: Sick Brother, I'm at 39

After sending that message, she left him alone, anyway, she was sure that this international hacker friend would not leave without seeing her.

He wasn't going to let himself run for nothing.

She knew that he had been very idle recently, probably not short of money, and he hadn't taken on many tasks.

Harm, the world of the rich she doesn't understand now.

With his feet stretched, he kicked the quilt and lay down comfortably to play with his mobile phone, and not long after, the mobile phone slipped out of his hand, and he was already asleep.

A few minutes later, the door opened.

The mobile phone was put on the cabinet next to the bed, Wei Xunzhou lifted her fair and pink feet, picked up the quilt to help her cover it, and the movements were extremely gentle, as if treating a treasure, for fear of waking her up.

His deep eyes stared at her quiet sleeping face and slowly squatted down.

The bottom of the eyes is full of affection and unconcealed possessiveness.

When he saw her say "date", the joy that surged in his heart kept churning, like a spring flower meeting a gentle breeze.

She directly told the man that she had a partner, which made him happy.

At that time, I wanted to come to her so desperately, give her a fierce deep kiss, and tell her how happy he was.

But he always "spied" on their conversations, afraid that she would be angry, afraid that she would ignore him again, so he stubbornly suppressed the urge to come to her room.

She looked too well-behaved when she fell asleep, and under the soft light, it looked even more dreamlike, as if she was going to disappear in the next second.

Subconsciously, he gently stroked her face, and the handsome face cautiously approached her, and a kiss as light as a feather fell.

He didn't want her to see FV.

Even though he now knew that she didn't have any other thoughts about FV, he still didn't want her to meet another man alone.

In the past, he didn't understand what love looks like, and he didn't think he would love someone.

Until I met someone, I never forgot it after seeing it.

His lips left hers, and he tugged up at the quilt, looking at her face with a dark, deep, hot look.

She's his.

It can only be his.

She has to live this life.

..

Yan Shi slept until noon, after washing, smelled the fragrance, stretched his waist while walking out of the living room, and saw a figure, busy in the kitchen.

Looking at the tall figure with an apron, smelling the aroma of food in the air, and listening to the sound of "zizizi" from the range hood and green vegetables, she had a feeling of quiet years.

Very secure and homely.

This kind of feeling that is different from what Zhou Xi brought to her was something she had never experienced before, it was very novel, and it also made her heart surge with a warm current.

She just watched him busy quietly, with a smile on her lips and a smile in her eyes.

Step by step, he quietly walked behind him, wrapped his hands from behind to the front, wrapped his waist around him, and buried his face behind his back, "Azhou." ”

She clearly felt his body stiffen, and then tensed up, "Ah Na, don't make trouble, go and sit down." ”

Yan rubbed his back with his head, tightened the hand around his waist, and muffled, "Don't." ”

How is this plot different from what she imagined?

Generally speaking, don't the male protagonists turn around and hug her happily, bow their heads and drop a kiss, and then the two of them linger to the end of the world?

Why did she get here and "don't make trouble"?

Sensing that she was unhappy, Wei Xunzhou hurriedly explained.

"The kitchen is dangerous, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

"Good, obedient."