Hearing Song Jinghua's concern, Tong Yan couldn't help but smile and said, "This is that you don't understand Xiao Cheng, he just has a bit of an awkward personality, not as direct as Xiao Nuo, if he really doesn't like you, he will definitely not allow me to be with you."

Song Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief: "So he's actually embarrassed not to call me?"

Tong Yan smiled and nodded, "Just give him a little more time."

Song Jinghua: "Yes. That...... Do I need to give you some more time?"

"Huh?" Tong Yan was stunned for a moment, his face puzzled.

Song Jinghua: "Do you need me to sleep in the guest room at night?"

Asked Tong Yan what he meant, he couldn't help but show shyness, turned over slightly and said while washing the vegetables, "...... Let's just sleep in a room, or why move together?"

Song Jinghua smiled and hugged her waist from behind: "It seems that my worries are superfluous."

When you really share the same bed at night, both of you are actually awkward.

After all, apart from that drunken accident, this was the first time they had slept in the same bed.

Tong Yan leaned sideways and lay with his back to Song Jinghua.

"Ayan." Song Jinghua called her name softly.

"Huh?"

Song Jinghua: "I thought you were asleep."

While speaking, Song Jinghua moved slightly closer to Tong Yan.

Tong Yan could clearly feel the warm breath coming from her back, and she froze and didn't move until Song Jinghua's hand slowly took her into her arms: "I always feel that everything is a little unreal now."

Tong Yan slowly turned his head sideways to look at him, "Why?"

"It's incredible that someone who used to only appear in dreams is now really lying next to me."

Tong Yan smiled, slowly turned around, and hugged him tightly: "What am I like in your dreams?"

Song Jinghua lowered his head slightly, pressed his chin against her heart, thought about it seriously and said, "I imagined many possibilities before I really met you, but none of them are quite like you."

Tong Yan Nunu mouthed: "So there is still a big gap between me and what you imagined?"

Song Jinghua smiled: "There must be a gap, and it is still very big, but you are much better than I imagined."

Tong Yan smiled with satisfaction: "Suddenly a little curious, what kind of person did you think I was in your heart before?"

For a moment the room became quiet, so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.

The reason why Song Jinghua was silent was because he didn't have an accurate answer to this question.

Until then, the girl in the dream had always been a hazy and beautiful existence for him, and he couldn't find a specific word to describe her.

Seeing that he didn't answer well, Tong Yan couldn't help but ask himself, "Do you think I'm a girl who is not very serious?"

Song Jinghua: "I've never thought of it that way."

Tong Yan: "Actually, I don't know what kind of person I used to be, maybe I'm really a frivolous person, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't have met you in that way."

Song Jinghua smiled faintly and asked her, "We both drank too much that night, and although the way we met was a little embarrassing, I am still very grateful that meeting allowed me to have you now."

Tong Yan nestled in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

There seems to be a special magic in his bosom, which allows her to let go of all her cluttered thoughts and enjoy the happiness of being loved comfortably.