It's just such a simple sentence, Mi Jia's heart is unusually touched, she raised her hand and hugged Cheng Yue back tightly, the tears didn't roll in her eyes, they flowed down her cheeks directly, but the corners of her mouth were with a smile, and the smile was very happy, happy and happy.

Cheng Yue hugged her tightly like this, and after a while, he lifted his head slightly from her shoulder socket, leaned over slightly and kissed her cheek, the stubble that came out rubbed her face, slightly itchy, and even a little stinging, but Mi Jia didn't stop it, because this made her feel real, knowing that the man she had missed for 10 days had returned to her side, and hugged herself tightly like this.

The two hugged each other like this for a while, and Cheng Yue never let go of the person in his arms, but he relaxed a little from the force that was so tight that he was suffocating just now, and his big hand stroked her long hair back and forth against her ear and asked, "Do you miss me?" ”

Mi Jia nodded, with tears still on her face, hugged him and said, "Yes! "I think so much, I think so much......

Cheng Yue chuckled, hugged her like this for a while, and then let her go.

Mi Jia withdrew from his arms, looked at the man in front of her, raised her hand to gently touch his face, looked at the familiar outline, the lovesickness of the past 10 days made her hold his face on tiptoe and kiss his lips, tossing and turning between her lips and teeth to express all her thoughts with action.

Cheng Yue was passive for only a fraction of a second, and directly reached out to tightly wrap her waist, so that the two were more fit and tightly together, and kissed her deeply.

The two hugged and kissed each other like this for a while, until Mi Jia felt that her whole person was a little out of breath, Cheng Yue let her go, hugged her instead, and pressed her head on her chest, letting her pant and adjust her breathing, and at the same time allowing herself to calm her feelings well.

Mija leaned against his chest, adjusting her breathing while listening to his strong, powerful heartbeat, which was particularly reassuring.

The two didn't know how long they hugged each other, and then the two separated.

Mijia pulled Cheng Yue to sit down on the bed, looked at his somewhat emaciated face seriously, reached out to touch it, and whispered softly, "You have lost weight." ”

Cheng Yue pulled down her hand and kissed her lightly, smiled at her, and did not speak.

Mi Jia was itchy by the beard on the side of his mouth, and smiled and withdrew his hand, "It's so itchy." ”

Cheng Yue let go of her hand and let her hand wander over his face, he enjoyed the feeling of being touched by her little hand like this, it was very comfortable.

Mijia touched his face, his fingers touched his chin and the stubble that came out of his mouth, and said, "It's grown a lot...... "Usually he doesn't keep much, and if he has a little bit, he will be shaved off almost immediately, so his face is always clean.

"You scratch it for me." Cheng Yue looked at her fixedly and said.

"Me?" Mija watched his eyes widen a little, shook his head and said, "I won't." "She had never had experience with that, what if she scratched him.

"I'll teach you." Cheng Yue spoke, took her hand directly, stood up directly, and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

Mi Jia was dragged into the bathroom by him like this, wanting to refuse, and said, "Cheng Yue, I can't do it, I will hurt you." "How fast the razor blade was, she was afraid that if she was nervous, she would cut his face directly.

"Then be careful, just don't scratch me." Cheng Yue said this, and then under Mi Jia's exclamation, he hugged her and let her sit directly on the table, while he stood in front of her, handed her the razor, and he made foam and applied it to his face.

Mi Jia looked at him, still holding the razor he handed her in her hand, holding it tightly, looking at Cheng Yue with a frown and a bitter face, "Yue, I really haven't shaved, I'm afraid that my hands will tremble later, what if I scratch you......"

"It's okay, it's just an extra scar on your face." Cheng Yue said without caring at all.

"How's that going to work!" Mi Jia said with some concern that he was her husband, even if he was hurt a little, she would be distressed, and if she let herself scratch his face with her own hands, then she would not have to feel guilty and unbearable to death.

Seeing her serious little appearance, Cheng Yue reached out and rubbed her hair with some amusement, and said, "Then be very careful and try not to scratch me." As he spoke, he gently pushed her legs away from the table and placed herself between her legs, looked her eyes fixedly, and said, "Well, help me shave the beard off my face." ”

Mi Jia looked at him, looked down at the razor in his hand, still a little entangled, looked at Cheng Yue with a bitter face, still a little afraid to do it, and said, "Yue, still, you come......"

"Good, it's okay, I trust you." Cheng Yue encouraged her and slowly raised her hand.

Seeing him insist like this, Mi Jia could only raise her hand hard, but she was really a little nervous, and the hand holding the razor was even a little shaky, she really doubted that she would shave Cheng Yue's face later.

Cheng Yue looked at her fixedly, completely believing in her, and there was no doubt in the slightest.

Mi Jia swallowed her saliva, slowly raised her hand and stretched the razor she was holding towards Cheng Yue's cheek, telling herself in her heart that she would try her best to relax herself, and only by letting herself relax would she not be too nervous, so that she would not accidentally shave his face.

Mi Jia shaved him little by little, concentrating on the unusually serious and focused expression, scraping nearly half, Mi Jia's whole person began to really relax slowly, and when he was about to shave his face, Mi Jia looked up at Cheng Yue with some excitement, his eyes were shining, and his mouth was still smiling.

Cheng Yue also smiled and encouraged her, "Well, that's great." ”

Mi Jia nodded happily, and changed his hand to let himself hold the razor, but this time it was not as smooth as just now, and the knife in his hand was placed on Cheng Yue's face, and then accidentally, Cheng Yue's face was cut directly, and then the blood flowed out of the cut on his face.

Mi Jia hurriedly withdrew her hand, looking at the opening a little messy, and a little nervous, "Flow, bleeding." ”

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Cheng Yue comforted her, and then turned sideways to look in the mirror, the wound was not big, some slender and long, but it was really bleeding, but it was not very exaggerated, and it almost stopped at once. Cheng Yue pulled the tissue that was placed aside and wiped the wound on his face directly, and then said to Mi Jia again, "Okay, it's okay." ”