Shen Yue looked left and right.

Sang Fan said: "The guest room is a little messy, and I can only live in it after cleaning it tomorrow." ”

Shen Yue nodded.

She sat on the sofa, her eyelashes drooping naturally, and a shadow hit her pale eyelids, showing a heart-warming tenderness.

Sang Fan, who was watching, had a momentary heartbeat that raced and was nervous.

When I realized this, I immediately left my sight.

After a while, the atmosphere was quiet.

"I'm a little sleepy." Shen Yue raised his head and looked at him, very honest.

Sangfan: "...... Good. ”

The corners of his mouth tensed, and he immediately left and went back to the bedroom, and the devil knew why he had been standing there like a fool.

In the middle of the night, Sang Fan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, looking at the dark ceiling, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The ear is the ultimate quiet.

There was no movement in the living room, and the girl should be asleep.

He got out of bed, smoked a few cigarettes, and with a thirsty throat, he went to the fridge and got a bottle of water.

The temperature of the air conditioner was a little low, and the girl lying on the sofa was thin and petite, and the blanket was not properly covered, and her arms were exposed.

Sang Fan watched from the side for a long time before slowly walking over.

He leaned over and hooked up the blanket to cover the girl, but for some reason, he didn't leave immediately, but slowly squatted down.

The faint fragrance on the tip of his nose made his pupils shrink slightly, and he frowned very lightly.

The last time I was on the lawn of the hospital, it seems that I fell asleep with such a breath.

It was the first time in six months that he had slept so peacefully.

He sat next to the couch, with a thick carpet underneath, which was quite comfortable.

In this dim light, Sang Fan's gaze was like an invisible sword, sweeping over every part of the girl's face.

Delicate and beautiful, clean and reluctant to touch.

The breath was light, the rise and fall of his chest was small, and the breath he exhaled was like a feather, cutting across the tip of his heart and stirring his nerves.

It was late at night, and the moon was obscured by dark clouds.

Sang Fan supported his chin with his hand and stared at the sleeping girl in front of him.

Maybe he didn't even realize it himself, but there was a creepy infatuation in his eyes.

The breath gently brushed his face, giving him a wonderful feeling of vertigo, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Then he heard his own heartbeat, sonorous and powerful.

He was lying next to him, his two long legs curled together, which was not a comfortable position, because his height was too high, and there was always a sense of restraint when he was crowded here, but he was reluctant to leave.

Just looked at the girl quietly, the faces of the two people were very close, and their breaths were intertwined.

A feeling of drowsiness that had never been felt before came, Sang Fan had never felt this way, just looking at it like this, his heart felt a sense of satisfaction that swelled.

Then I slept until dawn.

I slept until 8 o'clock.

When Sang Fan woke up, his eyes revealed calmness, and he seemed to have never slept when he was awake, but his spirit was more relaxed than ever.

This time he didn't doubt it anymore.

No matter how weird it is, that's it.

The girl was inexplicably cured of the insomnia that had tormented him for half a year.

This is a good thing, Sang Fan is already thinking about how to let the girl stay here for a few more days.

Shen Yue was awakened by a burst of aroma, and she was in a daze, and her hair was messy.

Sang Fan just came out of the kitchen, holding a hot and fragrant porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork in his hand.

Sang Fan looked at her, his voice low and beautiful.

"The guest room has been cleaned up, and there is a bathroom inside, so go wash up."

Shen Yue subconsciously nodded obediently and went to the guest room to wash.

She was very hungry, Shen Yue quickly finished washing, looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, she looked at the man with adoration.

"You're amazing."

This is a heartfelt sigh.

The corners of Sang Fan's mouth curved into a slight arc, very small, and disappeared immediately.

On the surface, he adjusted his breathing, and his voice was a little unsteady: "I will do a lot, and you will know that this is nothing later." ”

Shen Yue's eyes brightened even more after hearing this.

There are very few boys who cook, let alone make such delicious food, it is even rarer.

Anyway, the men around Shen Yue don't know how to cook.

Whether it's her father or Jiang Bonian.

Shen Yue tasted it, her eyes widened, like a cute little white rabbit, "Your girlfriend will be blessed in the future." ”

"Really?"

Sang Fan's tone was very light, and his voice was very magnetic, as if he had just rolled the Adam's apple.

Shen Yue soon didn't have the heart to speak, and he didn't care about this breakfast wholeheartedly.

It's really delicious.

Obviously, the ingredients are the same, but the taste made by Sang Fan is much better than others, and even comparable to the chef.

Anyway, I don't know how much it seems to be more than the chef of the Shen family.

Every time the chef of the Shen family makes a soup or porridge, he has added medicinal food, no matter how delicious the thing is, it will become bitter haha, the taste is extremely strange, and it has long lost its original deliciousness.

This also caused Shen Yue to have no appetite at all every time he ate, and he ate less if he could.

The chef of the Shen family changed her tricks every day, but he still couldn't arouse her appetite.

After eating, Shen Yue consciously washed the dishes obediently.

After meticulously washing the dishes, Shen Yue took two pieces of paper to wipe his hands.

Sang Fan changed his clothes and came out, the clothes he wore today were different from the past, all the extremely simple black shirts outlined his perfect figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs, every inch was smooth and full of strength.

The clasp was unfastened in two, revealing the collarbone.

Handsome and wild, exuding sexy hormones all the time.

He was originally very handsome, but that mountain-like aura was very oppressive.

Shen Yue wiped his hands clean and asked politely, "Do you want to go out?" ”

Sang Fan was arranging his collar, and when he heard the words, he paused slightly, glanced at her, and nodded.

Shen Yue scratched the corner of his clothes, feeling that he should say something.

At this moment, Sang Fan's mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

Sang Fan walked over and answered the phone.

Xiao Yansheng's babbling voice came from the other end of the phone, and that loud voice could be transmitted far through the mobile phone.

"Old Sang! Why haven't you arrived yet? Xia Qiong is already watching the exhibition, if you don't hurry up, you will be too late. ”

Sang Fan replied lightly, not in a hurry at all.

"It's coming."

"Where are you now?"

"On the way."

"Hurry up! Otherwise, you really can't catch up, you can't grasp such a good opportunity, do you still want to chase Xia Qiong? ”

Subconsciously, Sang Fan turned down the volume of the mobile phone, glanced at the girl next to him with his peripheral vision, said a few perfunctory words in a low voice, and immediately hung up the phone.