Later, Shu Wan didn't dare to move anymore, and lay on the bed honestly, although she had been vigilantly warning herself that she couldn't sleep, and that she should always be on guard against the man in front of her, but the surging drowsiness still couldn't resist, and in the second half of the night, Shu Wan finally couldn't support it and fell asleep.

Xiao Yan hugged her from behind, his broad chest pressed tightly against her back.

Her body is very soft, and she is like a ball of cotton in her arms, which he can't put down.

Listening to her shallow breathing, Xiao Yan knew that she was asleep right now.

However, he seemed to be no longer satisfied with his back to her, so he carefully withdrew his hand from her waist, lifted the corners of the quilt, and turned over to the other side.

The candle flame in the room was dim, Shu Wan's face was very soft and soft by the candle flame, Xiao Yan's eyes were full of emotion, her fingertips climbed up to the tail of her eyes, slid all the way, stroked her small and firm nose, and finally lingered on her moist lips, reluctant for a long time.

He must have looked at her, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Slowly lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Shu Wan seemed to feel something, moved her eyebrows, and let out a few words in her mouth.

Xiao Yan wrapped his arm around her, gently patted her back with his palm, and after a while, coaxed her to fall asleep.

This night, Shu Wan slept soundly for the first time.

When she woke up naturally, she reached out and touched the side, and the man was no longer on the bed.

"Could it be that the man is gone?" Shu Wan was overjoyed and was about to get out of bed and leave, when the door was pushed open from the outside.

Shu Wan hurriedly climbed onto the bed again, twisted the quilt on her chest, and looked at him blankly, but her eyes were empty and pitch black.

As the door slammed, a strange smell wafted in.

Shu Wan sniffed it and couldn't help frowning.

It was a strange smell, like the mushy smell of something burning.

Xiao Yan put the food on the table, turned his head to look at Shu Wan, and said, "Get up and eat." ”

Shu Wan immediately shook her head when she smelled this unpleasant smell, and said, "I'm not hungry." ”

As soon as the words fell, his stomach rumbled uncontrollably.

Shu Wan clutched her stomach in embarrassment, secretly scolding herself for not being angry.

Xiao Yan hooked his lips and smiled, walked straight to the bed, put the beaten water under the bed, and wrung the towel that drew water to wash Shu Wan's face and hands.

Shu Wan resisted: "I'm just blind, not waste." "You don't even need to let her go, do you?

Xiao Yan said: "When you are familiar with the furnishings in the house, you can walk around casually." "The rest of the time, just let him hold it.

"Eat breakfast first." Xiao Yan put a bowl of porridge in front of Shu Wan, and then held her hand to reach the spoon in the bowl.

Shu Wan said suspiciously: "Is it porridge?" ”

Xiao Yan said: "You will know if you taste it." ”

Shu Wan was skeptical, after all, the smell was really weird, not like the taste of porridge.

She picked up the spoon and scooped half a spoonful, hesitantly putting it into her mouth.

As soon as "Bah ......" entered his mouth, he spit it all out.

"Are you sure this is your porridge?" Shu Wan's face darkened, and she almost didn't send her away just now.

Xiao Yan was stunned: "Is it hard to eat?" ”

This is also the first time he has cooked, and he hasn't had time to taste the taste, but he specially asked the cook in the house, and it is completely in accordance with his method, and it stands to reason that there should be no problems.

But looking at Shu Wan's expression, Xiao Yan still took a bite by himself......

"Phew......"

As soon as he entered his mouth, Xiao Yan couldn't help but spit it out.

He is the first person to be able to make a pot of porridge taste like this.

Shu Wan was angry, and said fiercely: "What are you doing boiling porridge and salt?" And put so much, who told you to put salt in the porridge! ”

Xiao Yan said a little unconfidently: "I thought it was sugar ......"

Shu Wan helped her forehead.

What an old kid this is, he can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt.

Shu Wan said: "What about your family? They didn't teach you how to cook? ”

Xiao Yan replied: "I didn't teach." ”

Growing up, he never cooked.

"What about your father? Tell them to come out, and I'll ask them why they didn't teach you anything! ”

Xiao Yan said calmly: "They have all been dead for many years. ”

Shu Wan was slightly stunned, as if she had figured out why he wanted to imprison herself.

must be a child who is extremely lacking in maternal love, and he is afraid of loneliness on weekdays, so he wants her to stay by his side for a few days.

He was a wretched man......

Shu Wan's tone softened: "Then you usually take care of yourself?" ”

"Hmm."

Shu Wan's face was surprised: "I'm curious, how did you survive!" ”

He is an orphan with no father and mother, and he can't cook, and he even boils porridge like this, Shu Wan really can't figure out how this person grew so big.

Shu Wan sighed and said, "That's it, do you still have rice at home?" ”

Yesterday, Shu Wan groped in the room, and saw that the furnishings in this room were shabby, and it must not be a big family, and she didn't expect to eat anything good these days, and it would be good to be able to drink a bowl of white porridge.

But forget about the pot on the table, you have to teach him to boil it again!