No one answered.

A whole big house, and no one responded.

Song Nanxi walked carefully inside, and when she reached the corridor at the end of the living room, she shouted again: "Uncle Thirteen? ”

Still no one answered.

Song Nanxi picked up his mobile phone to call him, and soon heard the sound of the mobile phone vibrating.

From the master bedroom at the end of the hallway.

As soon as he was connected, Song Nanxi didn't have time to speak, and his deep voice came from the earpiece, with a hazy sleepiness, and he said in a dumb voice: "Arrived?" ”

At the same time, the voice of the man in the room sounded.

Song Nanxi answered, "Hmm...... I'm in your house. ”

"Hmmm......"

The man sounded lazy, and then there was a long silence.

Song Nanxi stood in place, like a wooden stake.

Well?

What does um mean?

Song Nanxi held the gift box in both hands, hesitated, put the gift box on the table in the living room, and shouted into the phone again: "Hey? ”

No one answered.

Song Nanxi glanced at the corridor and walked towards the master bedroom at the end.

The door to the master bedroom is hidden, the curtains are drawn, and the inside and outside of the room seem to be two worlds.

Song Nanxi gently pushed the door, followed the light outside, and saw the world inside.

The dark gray bed, and, the man lying on the bed.

Song Nanxi glanced at her phone, it was only half past two.

I guess he was also exhausted.

He tiptoed to close the door, but heard the man inside, "Come in." ”

His voice was hoarse, tired and sleepy.

Song Nanxi paused slightly and whispered, "Me?" ”

The man on the bed finally rolled over and sighed, "Help me pull the curtains open." ”

Song Nanxi pushed the door and walked in and opened the curtains.

As soon as she pulled it away, the whole room became unusually transparent and bright.

Song Nanxi turned around, and Mo Linyuan had already covered his head with the quilt.

Song Nanxi, "When did you come back?" ”

"In the morning," Mo Linyuan's voice came out of the quilt, his voice was buzzing, sounding a little childish, "jet lag." ”

Song Nanxi walked towards him and said, "Then you can continue to sleep for a while, and I'll close the curtains." ”

Mo Linyuan stretched out his hand from the quilt and said, "Don't pull, come here." ”

Large, well-jawed hands stretched out, waiting to be held in the air.

Song Nanxi was inexplicably nervous, and reached out to hold his hand.

In the next second, the man's hand pulled her to the bed with a slight force.

Song Nanxi exclaimed, and the person had already been pulled to the bed.

Mo Linyuan's head came out of the quilt and said in a low voice, "Let me take a good look at you." ”

The man's voice seemed to touch Song Nanxi's eardrum softly, and his heartstrings fluttered.

Song Nanxi subconsciously held her breath and raised her eyes to look at him.

The corners of Mo Linyuan's lips hooked, he leaned a little closer, and teased: "I'm wearing makeup." ”

Song Nanxi's face became hot all of a sudden, and she turned her head away, "It's a little bit of a casual melt." ”

Then, Mo Linyuan leaned in and sniffed, "I also sprayed perfume." ”

Song Nanxi's face became even hotter, and she said with some embarrassment: "I sprayed it casually." ”

Mo Linyuan chuckled and hugged her to his side.

The strong and powerful arms are very present, and Song Nanxi is pressed on the soft quilt, and behind the quilt is his broad and solid chest.

Song Nanxi's heart was about to jump out, and she was about to get up subconsciously.

Mo Linyuan pressed her back, closed her eyes, and said in a sleepy voice as if scratching her eardrums, "I still like your original taste." ”