Qiao Mohan's restlessness was alleviated at this moment.

The evil and deep Danfeng's eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at the two figures sleeping on the side of the bed and on the bed, one big and one small.

There was an unprecedented peace in my heart.

Su Qing –

This woman, who had never paid attention to before last night.

Even after last night, it was just regarded as 'good medicine' by him.

But now, Qiao Mohan's eyebrows that flew diagonally into his temples frowned......

Perhaps, she is not just a woman who can make herself happy in bed.

……

The soft bed almost made Su Qing's body sink deeply.

Su Qing felt very warm and comfortable, as if she was surrounded by many, many clouds.

From head to toe, every hair seemed to be soaked in warm sunlight, and in an incomparably stretched state, her whole body was warm, and even made her want to sigh.

The palm of the right hand, as if grasping something, is soft to the touch, like a marshmallow, QQ bounce.

Su Qing was in her sleep, and subconsciously pinched it, and then found that the marshmallow seemed to have become fleshy and warm.

How can there be a temperature?

She opened her eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, and woke up with a start.

Call......

Su Qing realized that she was supposed to sit on the chair next to the bed, but for some reason she actually went to bed.

She and Qiao Mu'er, who slept sweetly, lay side by side on the big bed, both wrapped in the quilt, but even so, her right hand was still grabbed by Qiao Mu'er's little hand.

Two people holding hands are like they can't be separated.

How could I be in bed?

Su Qing was secretly strange, and carefully withdrew her hand from Qiao Mu'er's soft little palm.

Because of this action, Qiao Mu'er's little nose wrinkled in her sleep, her small mouth pouted, and then she turned over to face Su Qing and hugged a cotton-like quilt.

It's like hugging a big doll, burying your little face deep into it.

Su Qing's eyes full of warmth paused slightly, she knew that insecure children like to sleep with things in their arms.

Just like herself.

When I was a child, I didn't have such a habit, but when my mother passed away and my stepmother came to the door, she was like Qiao Muer, and she habitually liked to sleep with a quilt or pillow.

There is pity in his eyes, little by little, it seems that even if this child is loved by thousands of people in Qiao's house, his heart is lonely after all.

Maybe it's because of Qiao Mohan's messy feelings?

Or is it because she has been a child with only a father and no mother since she was a child......

Su Qing couldn't help but use her hand to gently caress Qiao Mu'er's peaceful and quiet sleeping face.

When her satin-like long black hair was pulled away, Su Qing was surprised to see that a small towel was stuffed inside the clothes on Qiao Mu'er's back.

Before she went to bed, did she put a towel on Qiao Mu'er's back?

Su Qing doesn't remember, it doesn't seem to be-

She reached in and touched it, the towel was a little wet, and she was afraid that the child would catch a cold, so she hurriedly pulled it out.

touched the clothes on Qiao Mu'er's back again, and made sure that they were all dry, so he covered her with a quilt with peace of mind.

Su Qing took the towel, got out of bed, and walked out.

Just now she suspected that she was extremely sleepy and climbed into bed.

Now, she was sure, it must have been the foreign man who had come.

found that Qiao Mu'er was sweating on her back while sleeping, so she put a towel on her.

By the way, he put her on the bed.

Thinking of this, Su Qing opened the bedroom door-

This is a superior suite in the hotel, and the bedroom is connected to the study and living room.

Su Qing casually took the door and was about to go to the living room, but when she closed the door again, she saw a familiar figure.