Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Lovely Woman

Next to the wide desk, the woman was wearing a light-colored silk nightgown, and a thick green silk poured down from her side face like a cloud, covering most of her face, the delicate eyebrows and eyes were less forbearant and strong in Su Ri, and a little more soft color, her eyes were downward, her full red lips were slightly open, and the delicate collarbones that were exposed floated up and down with her breathing, which was extremely charming. Mu Hanchuan shook his head, and after a while, a pair of black eyes regained their clarity, strode towards the wardrobe on the side and took out a robe to cover her, and when he glanced at the drawings on the desk, his black eyes overflowed with a trace of appreciation and distress.

After staring at her white little face for a long time, Mu Hanchuan bent down and picked her up, and the light weight made him frown subconsciously.

It's too light.

I usually see her eat a lot, where did she eat?

Put her whole person into the soft bed, pull up the quilt on the side to cover the spring light in front of her, Mu Hanchuan's slender hands stroked the hair on both sides of her cheeks, and looked at her quietly for a long time, her eyes were light, but it was not difficult to see the warm veins that hid this.

After a long time, leaning over and imprinting a light kiss on his full forehead, perhaps the sudden temperature and the familiar fragrance in his memory made Shen Qingzi's eyebrows frown slightly, only for a few seconds, and then rubbed the soft pillow and fell asleep.

That cute look made Mu Hanchuan laugh, raised his hand and turned off the bedside lamp intimately, and then got up to leave.

The next morning, Shen Qingzi woke up early as usual, her eyes fell on the soft futon under her, she shook her head, and only after a few seconds did she realize that it was Mu Hanchuan who carried her back to the bedroom. He brushed his hair loose on both sides and struggled for a long time before getting up and walking towards the bathroom.

The gray weather outside the window seemed to be coming again in the next second, and when Shen Qingzi walked downstairs, Mu Hanchuan was already sitting upright at the dining table.

"Awake?" The man's low voice blew down into her ears as he spoke, and the sandwich from the plate was already being stirred into her bowl as he spoke.

"You carried me back to the bedroom last night." She nodded, a little confused.

The corners of the man's mouth hooked slightly, raised his eyebrows, and a low laugh overflowed from his mouth, "Madame, didn't you think you were sleepwalking in the middle of the night?" ”

When the words fell, Shen Qingzi was even more embarrassed, as long as she ran into something related to design, she was busy and carried away.

"Why didn't you go to work today?" She glanced at the delicate and nutritious breakfast on the table, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, he wouldn't get up so early to prepare breakfast, right?

"Don't worry, the matter is handed over to Jiang Xiao to handle, come over for dinner."

Jiang Tezhu is really pitiful, Shen Qingzi thought to himself in his heart.

At the dining table, neither of them spoke, the whole living room was so quiet that there was only the sound of slight porcelain collisions, and the two of them didn't eat much in the morning, and it didn't take long for Shen Qingzi to put down the cup in his hand.

After about ten minutes, the doorbell in the living room rang, and Shen Qingzi glanced lightly at the man who was busy in the kitchen, and did not step forward until Jiang Xiao's familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Special Aid Jiang? Didn't you go to the company? Seeing the visitor, Shen Qingzi said in some surprise.

"Young lady, morning." Jiang Xiao pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, handed the things in his hand to Shen Qingzi, and then said to her respectfully, "This is what the young master told me to bring before, if there are other things, please feel free to explain to me." ”

When the words fell, he consciously went to the side to guard.

Shen Qingzi bowed his head slightly and thanked him, but the thing in his hand then sat down in the direction of the sofa.