The puffs were made by Sheng Kite and Shi Yan together.

After finishing the last one, Shi Yan asked Sheng Yuan to go to the living room, he put the small basket of money oranges on the coffee table in front of her, and then went back to the kitchen to do the finishing work.

Soon, it was only eight or nine minutes.

Shi Yan wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen.

In the living room, a slender figure was lying on the armrest of the sofa, seemingly asleep.

Not seemingly.

Yes, I was already asleep—

Sheng Kite leaned on the side of the sofa, one arm folded under her cheek, her eyes closed, her breathing was even, and her sleeping posture was well-behaved.

Shi Yan half-squatted down next to the sofa and looked at her for a while.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him.

"It's ...... Asleep? Aunt Qu lowered her voice very low, for fear of waking Sheng Kite, and walked over gently, her expression a little surprised, as if she was surprised that Sheng Kite fell asleep like this.

She said to Shi Yan, "There is a cleaned up guest bedroom upstairs, everything is brand new, no one has used it, you take Miss Sheng back to the room to sleep, be careful of catching a cold here." ”

Shi Yan stretched out his hand, carefully held up Sheng Kite's head, and let her lean against his chest, and then he grabbed Sheng Kite's waist and the crook of her legs, got up, and hugged her into his arms easily but slowly.

Aunt Qu raised her hand and pointed to Shi Yan the location of the guest bedroom upstairs.

Sheng Kite slept soundly.

Until Shi Yan put her on the bed, her eyelashes did not move, and there was no sign of waking up during the whole process.

As Aunt Qu said, it can be seen that this guest bedroom is unoccupied, and the bed is made, but the sheets are still thin in spring and summer, which is still a little thin according to the current season.

Shi Yan tucked the corners of the quilt for Sheng Kite, and then stood by the bed, not moving.

It's not that I didn't notice her wandering.

- On the way here, and, in the kitchen just now.

Shi Yan lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered his pupils, making it impossible to see what he was thinking at the moment.

Stood for a while.

Shi Yan turned on the heating in the room, went out and got a blanket again.

I was about to reach out and open the door and enter.

A figure appeared at the end of the hallway.

The building is located close to the perimeter, with rows of rooms on the left and wooden floor-to-ceiling windows on the right, overlooking the garden.

The hallway is carpeted, and at the end of the carpet is a single sofa.

A woman is sitting on a couch.

The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows poured down the hallway, but the light happened to be cut off on the couch, making the corner look several degrees darker.

The woman sits elegantly and has a strong temperament.

It was Jiang Yu who should have rested in the room.

She wore a long woolen skirt with a loose hem and her hair at the back of her head meticulously pulled by metal grips.

It's still the same as at 10 a.m.

But it is completely different from when he was standing at the door, looking forward to waiting for someone, Jiang Yu's gentle and intimate appearance.

On that originally gentle face, a layer of gloom appeared at this moment, and the coldness that was often ignored was revealed between her eyebrows.

The woman in front of her looks.

It's like a different person.

- Cold, with contempt in his eyes.

She spoke.

"You brought her over anyway."

Jiang Yu's face was a distortion of hatred of iron and steel, she looked at Shi Yan, like a critic who was scrutinizing, and the voice that came out was no longer softly gentle, but serious and severe.

"Shi Yan, you really haven't grown at all."

"Why, why don't you always listen to your mother and stay away from her."

Thank you for the monthly pass of the carefree wife