Ning Xiang's Sunday was sleeping until three poles of the sun, and she was woken up by milk.

By the time the breast milk of the three little ones is ready and the baby is fed, it is almost 11 o'clock.

After a hurried lunch, Ning Xiang got dressed and went to knock on Jinmo's door.

Today, his door is closed.

There were two knocks, but no one answered.

Ning Xiang boldly entered the house, but the man was leaning on the head of the bed, closing his eyes and resting.

I was going to tell her that I wanted to go out, but who knew that Jinmo was sleeping.

The air conditioning was on in the room, and the temperature was very low, but Jinmo was just wearing a set of home clothes, a cotton long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of cotton sweatpants with elastic cuffs, and the heavy cuffs in the shape of threads outlined the man's thin and shapely ankle arc at the ankles, and fair skin. As soon as Ning Xiang entered the room, she shivered, seeing Jinmo falling asleep like this, worried that the man would catch a cold, so she casually lifted the thin blanket and covered Jinmo.

This cover, the person actually woke up.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Ning Xiang felt that she had done something bad with good intentions, so she wanted to take the blanket away again, but who knew that Jinmo's big hand covered Ning Xiang's hand and pressed the blanket on herself.

Ning Xiang was excited, and pulled his hand out of Jinmo's hand, and the other party seemed to have just reacted, what happened just now.

"I'll see Zhang Xue later." Ning Xiang stood up straight, the hand that had been briefly touched by Jin Mo just now was still a little crispy and numb.

"Zhang Xue?" Jinmo immediately closed his eyes and pulled the blanket up, "I don't know." ”

"That's the voice actor." Ning Xiang found that when she mentioned this matter again, she was not so angry.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh.

Jinmo's eyes were closed, and he lightly picked up a slit, "What's the matter?" ”

"I just feel like time is really magical. When I first knew that you asked the voice actor to pretend to be my mother, I wanted to wait for you to tell me and have a good theory. Now, I don't think it's a big deal. Ning Xiang was afraid that saying this would make Jinmo unhappy and affect his rest, so she closed her mouth.

"He didn't do it right." Jin Mo raised his eyelids slightly, still squinting, "I should tell you the truth." ”

"He? Isn't that you? Ning Xiang also listened to what Jinmo said, and only then did she realize what the man meant.

"Ahem, that's me before, not me now." Jinmo closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to discuss it anymore, and Ning Xiang clearly saw that the roots of his ears were red again.

"Haha, I understand, Shibei should be impressed for three days." Ning Xiang walked to the door in a good mood, only to remember that she still hadn't said a little, "That, husband, I want to ......"

"Say, I still want to sleep." Jinmo didn't open his eyes, just turned his head around, it turned out that the man had stuffed himself into the blanket and dragged the pillow over to pillow it.

"If Zhang Xue's family is in difficulty, I want to help her." Ning Xiang's two hands were a little tight, and she was always nervous when she said this, "I, I only have less than 10,000 yuan in my card, it may not be enough ......"

Jinmo didn't open his eyes, but he raised his hand and took a wallet from the head of the bed and threw it over.

As soon as Ning Xiang struggled to take it, she listened to Jinmo's faint voice, "Take that black card with tail number 41, it's for you, it's okay to brush as much as you want, and you can also withdraw money." ”

"Well, I'll keep the accounts, and I'll report to you at any time, and when I make money later, I'll ......"

"Get out! Close the door! Jinmo turned his head and shook off his words impatiently, Ning Xiang took off the card lightly, put the wallet back to the head of the bed lightly, heard Jinmo's steady breathing, covered his blanket and tucked it away, so that his shoulders would not be exposed. Only then did she smile lightly with peace of mind, looking at the calm aura exuded by the sleeping man, Ning Xiang finally closed the door reluctantly.

The door clicked shut, and Jin Mo opened his eyes again, carrying the blanket, and sniffed lightly, and the blanket seemed to have the breath of a girl.