When he saw that he felt the light and even breathing, Ye Zhilu paused, and his deep gaze lingered on his well-defined facial features for a long time.

A face that has been obsessed with since childhood is finally hers.

To tell the truth, everything I experienced after being reborn was like a dream, everything was going too well, like being in a colorful bubble, hoping that this bubble would never be punctured.

She slowly withdrew her fingers, thinking that Rong He had worked too hard for the past two days, so she didn't wake him up.

Ye Zhilu went to the bathroom lightly to take a shower, and when he came out, he saw Rong He sleeping quietly, worried that the situation of last night would happen again, after all, he had not taken the insecticide.

So I consciously turned over a quilt in the closet and slept on the sofa in the room.

——

In the middle of the night, Ronghe felt as if there was a fire in his throat, and he was desperate for a glass of water.

He rolled the Adam's apple, rubbed his temples, opened his eyes and lifted the quilt, and when he got up from the bed, he saw Ye Zhilu's sleeping position on the sofa.

Rong You's pupils constricted, and he got up from the bed, and his eyes caught a glimpse of a bowl of sobering soup and a glass of cool boiled water on the bedside table.

He involuntarily curled the corners of his lips, grabbed the water cup and drank it.

When he put down his glass, he stared coldly at the bowl of cloudy decanting soup for a long time.

As long as she boiled it, she didn't want to miss it, even if she didn't want to drink another drop of cold water now.

He picked up the bowl of decanting soup that had been cold and thoroughly, and drank not a drop of it in one go.

In winter, cold water passes through the intestines, like ice cubes rolling in the stomach, and the stomach is extremely uncomfortable.

He put down the soup bowl and walked to the sofa, looking at Ye Zhifu One leg was hanging on the edge of the sofa, one leg half-bent.

Even if the quilt has slid to her waist now, she still smashes it and sleeps soundly with her small mouth.

Her sleeping appearance is not usually ugly, but he still likes it tightly!

Rong He stared at Ye Zhiwei for a while, leaned over and picked her up from the sofa, and walked to the bed.

Ye Zhilu, who was asleep, subconsciously wrapped his arms around Rong You's neck, smirked, and began to babble with his mouth open.

"Steamed pork ribs, lamb brisket pot, chicken stewed mushrooms, hot pot hot hairy belly...... Delicious, thief delicious......"

Hearing this, the curvature of Rong and the corners of his lips couldn't help but deepen, and his eyes were soaked with thick warmth.

"Foolish!"

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The next day, when the sun was dazzling, Ye Zhilu turned over lazily, first rubbed his eyes, and then slowly narrowed his eyes a slit.

When Rong and her handsome face were reflected in her blurred vision, her eyes seemed to have been pricked by something, and she was completely sleepy, and she immediately opened her eyes.

When Dingding saw Rong He standing in front of her with her chest crossed, she sat up on the ground.

"Ah, brother!"

When the field of vision became wider, I realized that I was not sleeping on the sofa, but on the bed.

Ye Zhilu grabbed a handful of unkempt hair with a puzzled look on his face and muttered incomprehensibly.

"I fell asleep on the couch last night......"

"Why did you wake up in bed?"

Thinking of this, Ye Zhilu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Rong He in surprise.

"Did I sleepwalk last night?"

"Who knows." Rong and his thin lips were lifted slightly, and his voice was a little colder than the frost of the early morning.

Ye knew whether Nunu was mouthful, clasped his head, and couldn't figure it out.

"I don't have any memory at all."

"Get up, pack your things and come home with me."

Rong He turned his back, and a sly light flashed in his dark eyes.

Ye Zhilu nodded blankly, lifted the quilt with a yawn, and walked listlessly to the bathroom.