Motioned for him to cover his ears.

When Sheng Moyuan came back to his senses completely, the red on his face couldn't go down, and the tips of Bai Yu's ears were also dyed crimson, and he lowered his head and looked at the entire person buried in his arms.

Qinghui only showed the back of his head to him at the moment.

Behind him, jet-black hair was scattered, hanging on his snow-white futon.

There is no usual unattainable cold atmosphere, and there is an indescribable laziness and well-behaved all over his body.

Leaning on his arms so softly, the little overlord who started beating people during the day without saying a word looked like an illusion at the moment.

Her soft fingertips still tugged at his hand, resting it on her ear.

This appearance made Sheng Moyuan a little uncomfortable, and at the same time, his heart was also slightly moved.

An indescribable aura rose up.

The tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lips slightly.

Then cover Qinghui's ears.

watched Qinghui sigh comfortably in his arms, and then buried him even more in his arms.

This feeling of being dependent is a little too novel.

Sheng Moyuan didn't say much in the end, thinking that his mother had recently told him that Qinghui hadn't slept well during this time, and he didn't look like he was in good spirits.

Although he felt that even if he slept well, Qinghui probably didn't have any energy, after all, this person didn't look like he was motivated.

But even thinking so, he watched Qinghui bury himself in his arms, and took his hand to cover his ears.

There is still an indescribable distress in the bottom of my eyes.

In the end, I felt that I was about to be fooled and lame by Qinghui.

Sheng Moyuan sighed lowly, hugged Qinghui tightly, and pulled the quilt up.

Bowing her head, she couldn't help but quietly kiss her in the hair.

When I finally raised my eyes, there were unnatural emotions that could not be hidden.

However, seeing that Qinghui didn't even move, he was obviously already breathing and falling asleep.

His good-looking scarlet lips were slightly curved.

Okay, no more noise, go to sleep.

***

Early the next morning.

The sun had just risen, the sun was not yet so bright, and the air was still steaming with the mist of night vapor.

Inside the room, on the bed.

Two people in their arms, sleeping together.

There was a knock on the door.

Sheng Moyuan slept relatively lightly, and opened his eyes a little dazedly.

I heard the waiter who usually served close to me speaking outside the door, "Young master, it's time to get up, I'm coming in?" ”

As soon as Sheng Moyuan wanted to respond, he felt something in his arms drill into his arms.

His movements froze, and he looked down into his arms.

His own hand was still on Qinghui's ear.

Qinghui slept groggily and hadn't woken up yet.

Sheng Moyuan, who thought that the other party would come to rub the bed in the middle of the night and leave early the next morning, was stunned.

In the end, he laughed helplessly.

Yes, it may be that he thinks too much, Qinghui's lazy and lazy personality makes her leave early in the morning, how is it possible?

He doesn't believe it now.

There was no response from outside, and there was another knock on the door.

The voice was a little puzzled.

"Young Master? Master? Are you awake? ”

Before Sheng Moyuan could speak, the door was pushed open by a small crack.

Sheng Moyuan's face sank slightly, and he took Qinghui into his arms, and glanced at the door with calm eyes.

Early in the morning, his voice was still a little hoarse, low, with some sternness, "Are there any rules?" Get out. ”

"Yes, yes."

The waiter was taken aback.

Originally, he just didn't get a response from Sheng Moyuan.