The sunlight squeezed in through the gaps in the heavy curtains, turning into warm points of light and pouring on the man's delicate eyebrows, the thick eyelashes trembled slightly like lacquer ink, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, but he couldn't hide the lust of the tired dead.

The little man in her arms, in particular, seemed to be dissatisfied with the sunlight intruding on her sleepiness, and muttered deep into his neck socket, until it was tightly intertwined, and she smacked her lips with satisfaction, and fell asleep more soundly.

Jiang Yanli's deep blue pupils were dark and churning, but when he noticed the sleeping face of the woman in his arms, he sighed inaudibly.

Last night almost tossed her all night, that kind of impulse mixed with madness, even he didn't expect it, let alone a delicate woman for the first time?

Mo Mo suppressed the unbearable impulse, and secretly hugged the sleeping woman, just this time, put aside his official duties and occasionally lie in bed, and enjoy a good weekend time, anyway, the company's things are stared at by the vice president and CEO, if he leaves him for a day, he can't handle it well, then there is no need to raise so much waste.

The president, who indulged in Gentle Township for the first time, closed his eyelids again after giving himself a good excuse.

So, the British housekeeper of the Jiang Mansion walked to the door of the master's bedroom for the ninth time, holding the change of clothes, looking at the closed door, and the hand that was about to knock on the door was put down again for the ninth time.

It seems that the president is the same, sad to pass the beauty pass. The old butler, who was thinking like this, slowly left with his clothes in his arms.

"Brother, I'm in so much pain, you let them give me back their eyeballs, okay? And here, hands and feet ......"

He woke up from the nightmare in an instant, and the feeling of powerlessness in the dream of seeing his brother being gouged out and his limbs cut off, but unable to rush forward to stop it, still lingered.

pressed his convex temples, gasped deeply a few times, and suppressed the blood-colored despair, only to find that his side was empty, and the little man in his arms who was sticking to him and drilling into the crook of his arm had long since disappeared.

frowned deeply, sneered meaninglessly, after the play, I was still afraid after all.

There was a soft knock on the door, and the woman was wearing comfortable and warm home clothes, holding a large bowl of noodles, and walked up to him prettyly, "After sleeping for so long, you must be hungry, right?" ”

As he spoke, he didn't wait for him to answer, put the noodles on the table, pulled him up with a smile, and pushed him into the bathroom in the bedroom, "Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, and eat longevity noodles for a while." ”

During this period, he turned a blind eye to his scrutinizing eyes and cold expression, and was as virtuous as a good wife.

When he came out of the wash, the woman had already set the dishes and chopsticks, sat at the other end of the table, and naturally called him to eat.

He sat down indifferently, and the woman thoughtfully handed him chopsticks, and pushed the other side in front of him, looking at him with blank eyes, and her face was full of anticipation for him to eat.

He hesitated for a moment, and the corners of the woman's mouth curled, "You can taste it, it's delicious, I made it for more than two hours." "I learned it from the aunt in the kitchen on the spot, and I did it several times before I succeeded in making this bowl.

It seems that if he refuses to eat, she must immediately cry to him, or the kind that howls and cries.

"Why?"

"Wasn't it your birthday yesterday? But you only ate a few bites of steak and nothing else. Birthday cake, I can't learn how to be stupid, I heard that I have to eat longevity noodles on birthdays, noodles are very easy to make, I want to make them for you to eat, so I should compensate for it. ”

"I'm asking why you're being so nice to me?" Aren't you afraid of me?

"How can there be so many whys, I'm the wife you are marrying, we are both husband and wife, it's not very natural to cook something for you to eat for your birthday."

He raised his eyes and saw the woman's unguarded face, naturally close, and the coquettish smile with his eyebrows and eyes, and for a while, he somehow remembered the woman's smiling eyes last night that seemed to melt into all the spring water in the world.

lowered his head to cover up this uncleanness by eating noodles, but he was instantly salted and frowned coldly, his face changed, and he finally swallowed it in the woman's expectant eyes, and she asked him, "Is it delicious?" ”

Nodding with difficulty, the woman excitedly moved to his feet, shoulder to shoulder, holding his arm, in a very intimate gesture, "Eat more if it's delicious, and live a long life." ”

"A long life?" He smiled in a low voice, his expression suddenly cold, "They all want me to die immediately, and even one second more is torture, but do you want me to live a long life and live with me as mentally ill for the rest of my life?" ”

"I don't care if anyone wants you to die, or who says you're mentally ill." She hugged his arms tighter and tighter, interlocked her fingers, and pressed her head against his head, "Since I am married to you, I only care that my husband can be safe and sound and grow old with me." ”

He was stunned, looking at her with eyes full of his own cherishment, the perennial frowning brows, stretched into the long river sunset like Pyeongtaek, the corners of his cold mouth were slightly hooked, and he was a handsome man who made people indulge, "The noodles are delicious, but a little salty." And I like the sweetness in your mouth more than the saltiness in the noodles. ”

As soon as the words fell, he lifted her jaw and kissed her deeply, blocking her unspoken arguments, kissing the sweet honey as he wished, tossing and turning, and lingering.

"Eat noodles, huh...... No, there's a butler waiting outside, don't ......," the woman gasped and begged for mercy.

The table where the noodle bowl was placed had already been pushed aside, and the man's cold eyebrows and eyes melted into solemnity, softened into warm aggression, and the low gasp was hoarse and seductive, especially the low laughter, "Don't think that you can get away with being coquettish, Mrs. Jiang." ”