The two face each other and sit on opposite sides of the table.

At night, she took the fish soup he served her, drank it in small sips, and sometimes raised her face to look at him.

The man ate quietly and elegantly like a noble son, and finally put down the dishes and chopsticks, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, looked at her with deep eyes, and smiled faintly, "Am I good-looking." ”

She held the spoon for a moment, then slowly lifted it up and drank it before looking at him with a smile, "Well, it's pretty good." ”

"It's good-looking, and I'll see it after drinking the soup." Her answer pleased the man, his thin lips pursed into a smile, and he reached out and took the porcelain bowl she was about to reach out, and handed her a spoonful of fish soup, "Drink some more." ”

After eating at noon, he took a shower in the bathroom, walked into the cloakroom with a bath towel, changed into a black suit pants, and a black shirt, and when he came out, he saw the girl lying on the chaise longue, already asleep.

He walked over with a light foot, looked down at her little face that was sleeping a little unsteadily, slightly frowning eyebrows, and the handsome man's face was slightly cold.

If her biological father were still alive, she might not have to go through these things that bother her.

The warm, dry palm covered her face, and the slender fingers tried to soothe the sadness at the center of her brow, but as soon as they touched, she suddenly opened her eyes.

There was horror in her eyes, and her thin body couldn't help leaning back, as if she was hiding from something that frightened her.

"At night!" The man's hands were frozen in mid-air, his eyebrows were slightly locked, and he knelt on the chaise longue on one leg, reached out and clamped her arms, controlling her body and preventing her from touching the wound, "Nighttime! Wake up! ”

Bo Qiyan's slightly low and magnetic voice sounded, she was slightly stunned, came back to her senses, confused brown eyes, from distraction to clarity, and finally reflected the man's worried handsome face in her eyes.

"What are you pinching me for?" She frowned, glanced down at the hand on her arm, and said with some unhappiness.

"......" thin face.

Seeing that she was fine, he let go of his hand, instead held on to the armrests at both ends of the rattan chair, encircled her inside, knelt on the chaise longue with one leg, leaned over and kissed her between her eyebrows, face to face, and his voice was hoarse, "Are you tired, do you want to go back to bed and rest for a while?" ”

"Well, a little tired." The girl wore black silk pajamas, and after sleeping for a while, her little face was not ruddy, but a little pale.

She stretched out her arm, the black cuffs slid down her shoulders, she wrapped her hands around his neck, and smiled coquettishly, "It's okay to carry me back, if you get up and work hard, the wound will hurt." ”

The man kissed her on the eye, and his strong arms hugged her horizontally, and the tall and straight man was in his arms, and his head rested on his solid chest at night, rubbing, "Bo Chop, I want to live in the school when school starts." ”

The man paused for a moment, looked down at the little face in his arms, she lowered her eyes and couldn't see the expression, and simply refused, "Not allowed." ”

"Oh."

Bo Chuyan thought that she would have to fight for a while, but she didn't expect that she would compromise so obediently, and she didn't even have the idea of arguing and resisting at all.

Carrying her into the bedroom and gently placing her on the oversized soft bed, the man did not leave, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

The two were very close, he looked at the faint fluff on her forehead that was dangling in the sun, her thin and cool lips fell little by little on the center of her eyebrows, eyes, the tip of her nose,

A deep kiss was placed on her slightly open lips.

"Bo Chop, I'm sleepy!" The girl frowned and protested.