My own room, my own bed, and even the smell of the air are familiar to me.

But as soon as he thought that Jun Moting was going to come over to sleep for a while, Qin Ye felt that there was nothing wrong with his body.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

There was a knock on the door, and Jun Moting, who was wearing a starry blue loungewear, pushed the door in.

Qin Ye glanced up, and his heart was inexplicably relieved.

It's still good to be cold.

At the very least, you don't need to see Jun Moting's chest muscles and abdominal muscles or something.

A blessing in misfortune.

"Brother, good night."

After saying goodnight, Qin Yeba turned off the bedside lamp and closed his eyes.

Standing in front of the bed, Jun Moting felt that such a scene was inexplicably familiar.

Yes.

When Ah Ye first arrived home, didn't he turn off the lights first with a cold face every day?

Then, the boy carefully got into the quilt, and then, like a hamster, carefully turned over.

Thinking back to that time, Jun Moting's eyes became warmer.

Got into bed lightly, glanced at Qin Ye with his back to him, and knew that she must not be asleep at this time, Jun Moting's lips curved a small arc.

Dimmed the bedside lamp, Jun Moting opened the book he brought.

I don't even know when Qin Ye fell asleep, and when he turned around and came to him.

When the biological clock reminded him that it was time to sleep, Jun Moting realized that the young man was lying beside him.

And one of his arms was so naturally on her back.

Give a tap twice from time to time.

Familiar scenes, familiar feelings.

Jun Moting felt that his impulsive decision on a whim seemed to be so wise now.

Sure enough, it's still warmer for two people to be together.

As if burned by Jun Moting's scorching gaze, Qin Ye grunted and turned over.

Off-white loungewear, with a hem rolled up at the waist, revealing a slender waist like white jade.

After just one glance, Jun Moting's breathing became a little heavy.

Pull up the quilt to cover it, but it's too late.

The reaction somewhere in his body was so strong that he was a little embarrassed.

Closing the book and putting it back on the bedside table, Jun Moting got up and went to the bathroom.

More than ten minutes later, with a fresh and natural fragrance of grapefruit, I returned to bed.

There was a click, and the room went completely dark.

In the dark, the sense of smell is particularly acute.

The familiar fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, and the entire nasal cavity is filled with the familiar smell that can only be found in dreams.

With his long arms wrapped around and holding Qin Ye in his arms, Jun Moting lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows.

One year to go.

His Ah Ye will grow up in one year!

The smile spread, and Jun Moting quickly fell asleep with a comfortable smile.

When Qin Ye opened his eyes, his side was already empty.

The mood suddenly relaxed.

From this point of view, the next month or so of cohabitation does not seem to be so difficult.

Anyway, when she fell asleep, Jun Moting hadn't come back yet.

When she woke up, Jun Moting was already up.

END-Mei misses the embarrassment of looking at each other before going to bed and waking up early.

Call......

The day before, I learned that I wanted to sleep in the same bed with Jun Moting, and the depression was successfully resolved.

"Mom, ...... early"

"Brother, you haven't left yet?"

"Little princess, do you need a knight's escort today?"

Entering the restaurant and seeing that everyone was there, Qin Ye greeted him in turn with a smile on his face.

After eating breakfast, Jun Moting went to the City Lord's Mansion, and Qin Ye volunteered to send Xiaoxiao.

The two cars drove out of the villa in turn, and Qin Shuyi stood on the steps in front of the door, smiling gently.

The car disappeared from sight, and Qin Shuyi looked at Uncle Tong with a smile, "Old Tong, you go and ask, who did the eldest young master see the day before yesterday." ”

What kind of temperament her son has, Qin Shuyi is very clear about being a mother.

Overnight, the first snow melted at the son's thousand-year-old ice, and it was like ...... Got in love?