The two people who have come back to their senses will actually be a little embarrassed when they face each other's 'loss of control' at the previous moment.

And the embarrassed two people chose to remain silent at the same time.

In this way, the two of them hugged each other across a quilt and slept until half an hour later......

Jiang Ruotong was wrapped in the quilt, and she really felt a little hot, so she couldn't help but twist her body.

And Wei Chun, who finally dispelled the beautiful thoughts in his heart, after feeling the restlessness of the person in his arms, the irrepressible impulse seemed to start to move again.

His hoarse voice was a little restrained, and he said in a low voice: "Don't move! ”

Jiang Ruotong has been in a position for too long, and she can't help it for a long time, where can she not move?

She twisted her body again, and breathed into Wei Chun's ear: "I'm hot." I can't stand it! ”

Hot?

Stand?

These words made Wei Chun hear in his ears, as if he had another meaning.

His breathing was faintly short, and finally, when Jiang Ruotong twisted his body again, his big slender hand then reached into the quilt and held Jiang Ruotong's small waist......

The lights in the room gradually dimmed, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains hanging on the side of the window lattice, like a Chu River and Han border, separated the inside and outside of the window into two worlds.

Above the towering apartment building, the bright moon hangs high in the hollow, as bright as a flower.

I don't know when, the night wind blew a wisp of clouds, the clouds like a silk mist spread out like a curtain, and the bright moon hid behind the curtain in shame, reining in condensation and arrogance, leaving only gentleness.

In the scorching atmosphere, Wei Chun's voice was hoarse and charming: "Hitomi, let's get married!" ”

When he gets married, he can rightfully have her, and now, he is always short of a name, and he always feels that if he wants her, he will wronged her and despise her.

Jiang Ruotong looked at the handsome face in front of him hidden in the dark light and shadow, pursed her lips and asked with a smile, "What are you afraid of?" ”

Afraid of what?

Wei Chun was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what she meant.

Was he afraid?

This little goblin, is this deliberately provoking him?

Wei Chun leaned over and bit Jiang Ruotong's earlobe, and deliberately puffed up and said, "Yes, I'm just afraid, I'm afraid that you won't be responsible for me at that time!" ”

Jiang Ruotong's face was full of shame, but she pretended to hum calmly, and said in a slightly nasal tone: "Don't be afraid, I am responsible for you, I will marry you!" ”

I am responsible for you, I will marry you!

This sentence seemed to be some kind of summoning, with a bewitching magic, making Wei Chun's head feel like he was instantly empty, and he was directly hit by his soul.

His honest body, like a wild horse on the loose, broke free from the shackles of his mind in an instant, and before his brain could fully react, he rushed into the territory full of holiness and mystery for him.

"Uh......" Jiang Ruotong's hand grabbed Wei Chun's back hard.

......

At half past six in the morning, Wei Chun crept up to wash.

Looking at a certain little pig sleeping soundly on the bed, Wei Chun's heart was infinitely soft and satisfied.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and gently touched her smooth and fair face, and gently removed the broken hair that hung down from her ear.

When the two of them got up in the middle of the night to wash, he saw the itinerary displayed on the tablet opened by Jiang Ruotong.

Jiang Ruotong has a notice at about eight o'clock in the morning today, and he will rush to the entertainment festival for the last rehearsal at half past three in the afternoon, and then he will officially kick off the ceremony at five o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow.

She was tired last night, and her daughter-in-law can't hurt herself?

Wei Chun got up and walked out of the master bedroom, and after gently closing the door, he grabbed the car keys on the coffee table and drove out to buy breakfast.

Jiang Ruotong likes to eat Cantonese-style breakfast, and when she used to go back to Suicheng, she would always take time to take her grandmother, Mrs. Wang, to get up early for morning tea.

Cantonese-style breakfast, delicate and delicious, chatting with family and friends, enjoying delicious snacks while sipping tea, is simply not too leisurely and comfortable.

Cantonese-style teahouses are also found in Kyoto, but they are not as common as those in the south.

It just so happened that after Wei Chun entered Lu's, when he followed the department manager to inspect the market, he happened to see it, and he also went to the teahouse to ask for a business card, knowing that they were allowed to take out there.

When Wei Chun was in the car, he used the on-board Bluetooth to call the manager of their store department first, and said his request, and when he arrived after a while, he could pay directly and take it away.

A large stack of food boxes, a bag full of categories, a wide range of categories, fragrant.

Wei Chun paid the money satisfied, got into the car with a big bag, and hurried back at a gallop.

When he got home, Jiang Ruotong hadn't gotten up yet.

Wei Chun was worried that things would not taste good if they were cold for a while, and she had to go out before eight o'clock, so she could only pick up Jiang Ruotong, who was wrapped in the quilt and slept like a pig.

"Hmm...... So sleepy! Jiang Ruotong rubbed her sleepy eyes and muttered.

Wei Chun brought a porcelain plate containing red rice and shrimp rice noodles to her.

"Little lazy pig, look what this is?"

Jiang Ruotong, who smelled the fragrance, only felt that the drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

She stared at the two red rice sausages wrapped in fried golden gluten, fresh shrimp, leeks and bamboo shoots with wide eyes, and asked Wei Chun in disbelief: "Red rice sausages?" Brother Chun, did you do it? ”

Wei Chun was embarrassed and said with a smile: "I don't have this kind of craftsmanship, I bought it in the Cantonese teahouse."

Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, I bought a lot of snacks in a variety of flavors, I think you'll all like it! ”

The fragrance of red rice sausage had already aroused the gluttony in Jiang Ruotong's stomach, and she moved her body and was about to get out of bed, but her long legs had just stepped out of the bed, and the roots of her legs and legs were sore, and after her first menstruation, it also made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Ruotong sat back, her face showing a bit of surprise and embarrassment.

Wei Chun, who was as attentive as a hair, immediately knew what was going on, and in her previous life, when the two of them were newly married, she was also like this.

At that time, she was even younger than now, and she had grown up pampered from childhood to adulthood, and she had never done even a trace of heavy work, with fine skin and tender meat, and after that night, she hung him for seven or eight days in a row and did not let herself touch it, saying that it hurt tightly.

Wei Chun was also distressed when he saw Jiang Ruotong like this at this time, put the plate containing red rice sausage on the bedside table, touched her face, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Jiang Ruotong shook her head, her cheeks were hot: "It's okay!" ”

"I'll pay attention next time, I'll be more gentle!" Wei Chun said.

"Good!" When Jiang Ruotong answered, his head was about to be buried in his chest.

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