Yan Cuo rubbed in the bathroom for a long time, estimating that the people outside should have been asleep, and then slowly walked out.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw his magnified handsome face, and when I saw her, I picked her up and walked towards the bed, Yan Cuo buried his head in his arms, and his heart, which had finally calmed down, began to beat again.

He gently put her on the bed, carefully covered the quilt, and then went to bed and lay down beside her.

Yan Cuo looked at him with a red face, with some charm in his eyes, Yu Muyang wrapped her so that only a small face remained, Yan Cuo felt a little hot, and wanted to spread the quilt, but he grabbed her hand and didn't allow her to move.

"Don't move, or I can't help but want to toss you again." His voice was deep, like a feather.

She obediently stopped her movements, thought of the previous scene, and asked a little embarrassedly, "When did you buy it?" ”

"Huh? What the? He glanced at her, a little unaware of what she was saying.

"That's it." Yan Cuo blushed, thinking that when he took it out of the bedside table, he was slightly shocked.

"Oh, I just bought it."

"So you've been kind to me for a long time." Yan Cuo seemed to have discovered another side of him, and said with some smugness.

But he straightened up, "Will you be angry?" ”

Yan Cuo looked at his serious expression, paused for a moment, and quickly responded: "Don't be angry, because I like you." ”

He smiled, touched her head, and dropped a kiss on the cheek, "Sleep." ”

"Uh-huh." She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

Yu Muyang looked at her sleeping appearance, his eyes were full of pity, and he encircled her in his arms before slowly closing his eyes.

Good night, words.

When Yancuo woke up the next day, it was already dawn, and she looked at the people around her, who were still asleep, and his face was like that of a young child, and he was not aggressive.

She stroked his eyebrows gently, then her fingers slid to his upturned nose and slightly thin lips, tracing his outline.

It is said that people with thin lips are affectionate, but they don't believe it, and his boy is the most affectionate.

The hand slowly moved down, touched his Adam's apple, swallowed a mouthful of saliva carefully, and then wanted to withdraw his hand, and then saw that the hand was suddenly caught, he suddenly opened his eyes, looking at her, his eyes were red, like a male lion who had just woken up.

Yan Cuo thought of the scene where he had just sneaked into him, and he felt a little weak, and he wanted to let go of his hand, but he suddenly bullied him and pressed her under him.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that men are the least to provoke in the morning?" He leaned into her ear and spoke softly, his breath making Yan Tuo a little itchy and uneasy.

"Don't move, I'll lie down for a while."

Yan Cuo was a little nervous and maintained the posture just now, he just gently lay on her shoulder, and the appearance of Shun Mao was a little more cute.

Yan Cuo couldn't help laughing when he saw him so well-behaved, and then he looked at the eyes of the person on his body and suddenly became deeper, and his hand gently reached into the quilt and stayed on her thin waist.

Yan Cuo is very thin, and his waist is not as thin as words, he can easily hold it with one hand, he gently rubbed her waist, and the person under him trembled slightly, and he gently pinched the soft flesh on her waist like a bad one.

Yan Cuo's eyes suddenly became a little wet, and there was some accusation in his eyes, Yu Muyang looked at her like this, obediently put away her movements, and stopped bothering her.

"I'll make you breakfast, okay?" He rolled over, but still held her in his arms, and did not leave at all.

"Then you go." Yancuo pushed him, and the intention to let him go was obvious.

"Okay, then I'll go first, you can sleep a little longer, this weekend, you don't have to go to school." As he spoke, he stood up, and screamed "ahhh

"Why are you not wearing clothes?" Yan Cuo covered his eyes with his hands and buried them in the quilt.

"What are you shy, didn't you see it all yesterday." He laughed, as if to laugh at her restraint.

"I don't care, you get dressed." Yan Cuo hid under the quilt, not daring to open his eyes to look at him.

He didn't say anything more, put on his clothes and went to the kitchen.

It's really unfunny, it's too easy to be shy.

He took out the ingredients in the refrigerator and handled them neatly, with a smile on his lips.

Making breakfast for your loved one seems to be an incomparably happy thing, and watching her wake up beside you is even more beautiful.

Only when she is by his side will he have that rare sense of belonging, where she is home, not just an empty house.

Soon, a simple breakfast was ready, and he took off his apron and went to see her in his room, where she was still lying on the bed and playing with her phone.

"Let's go have breakfast, it's ready."

Yan Cuo smelled the fragrance of the food in the kitchen, and slowly got up, but he still didn't want to move, and his lower body still had a faint pain.

Yu Muyang saw her like this, hugged her and walked towards the kitchen.

"Does it still hurt?" He asked with some concern, some worry and apology in his words.

Yan Cuo looked at him like this, grabbed the corner of his clothes, hesitated for a while, and said honestly, "A little bit." ”

He didn't say anything more, put her in a chair, then put her in his shoes, and sat down across from him, watching her eat.

Yancuo ate breakfast slowly, peeked at him from time to time, and saw that his expression didn't seem to be very good, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm sorry." He said such a sentence suddenly, looking very annoyed, and the guilt in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Why do you say you're sorry?" Yan Cuo stopped what he was doing and asked suspiciously.

"It's because I was too eager yesterday to take care of you, next time, next time I'll definitely pay more attention to it." He looked at her and said urgently, as if to reassure.

Yan Cuo snorted and laughed, looking at the way he assured her, I really wanted to pry his head open to see what was going on inside.

"Fool, what are you thinking, I want to."

He was a little shocked by what she said, and only then did he relax when he saw her smile at him.

"You're too careful with me, I'm not a kid anymore." Yan Cuo was a little moved by his thoughtfulness, but he couldn't help but want to laugh at him.

He had asked himself many times, was he a fragile crystal doll in his eyes?

Yu Muyang looked at her and replied quite seriously: "I just want to treat you well, love you well, and I'm afraid that you will be hurt a little bit." If the hurt had come from me, I'd be crazy. ”

"You're thinking too much, I'm not angry at all, as long as that person is you, no matter what, no matter what I do, I'm willing." She watched him say word by word, in an extremely serious tone.

"You're spoiling me too much, you're going to spoil me." Yu Muyang sighed lightly, looking at her lingering and doting gaze, which made it easy for people to fall into his tenderness.