In the deep night, thunderstorms continued, and the wind and rain slapped on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony.

The room was quiet and warm.

It was so quiet that only the sound of the girl's soft, shallow breathing remained.

Halfway through sleep, maybe a little cold, her little head was still drilling into his arms.

His hands wrapped tightly around his waist, as if he was afraid that the big stove in front of him would slip away.

Yan Yan was rubbed by her and couldn't sleep.

He lowered his sleepless phoenix eyes and looked at her in his arms, his eyes darker and more dangerous than the sky outside.

Especially, when the gaze fell on the unconscious little mouth that was glowing with water.

I don't know how long it took, as if he couldn't hold back anymore, he stretched out his hand, and rubbed his fingertips lightly on the delicate lips.

It was soft, which made him think of jelly inexplicably.

It's better than the taste of her little face.

At this moment, the girl in her arms frowned, as if she thought that there were mosquitoes to harass her.

With a wave of his little hand, he knocked his hand off with a snap.

Then he continued to sleep comfortably in his arms.

Leaving Yan Yan looking at himself, he instantly raised the hand of the red seal: "......"

A beautiful face in the city gradually became gloomy.

She is really the first one in the world who dares to do something to him.

Those dark memories of his childhood don't count, at least since he took charge of the Yan family, no one has beaten him again.

Without waiting for him to do something, the girl in his arms suddenly murmured indistinctly: "Great beauty......"

The voice is soft, the milk powder is full of flavor, and it falls into the ears, inexplicably tickling people's hearts.

"Huh?" He whispered, subconsciously looking at her.

It turned out that the girl in her arms was still with her eyes closed.

Rubbed it in his arms, and then fell asleep contentedly.

Apparently just talking in his sleep.

Before Yan Yan's anger could rise, it was dissipated by her rub.

My heart was only soft, itchy and numb, as if I had been scratched by a cat's paws.

It's an amazing feeling.

It's something I've never felt in the past 22 years.

He couldn't help but sneer, hugged her back into his arms, adjusted the angle that was most comfortable for him to hold, and then closed his eyes.

He hadn't tried to sleep with someone in his arms.

When he sleeps, he also hates having people around, and the breathing of one more person will seem to be so obstructive, so there will always be no servants and secret guards in his room.

The last time the ghost sent her in and slept for one night, he thought it was already the limit of what he could accept.

Unexpectedly, this time I took it into my arms, and it felt good.

A soft lump, small, but strangely stuffed into his arms.

He found himself enjoying it.

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The next day, it rained overnight, and there were signs of stopping.

The clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing a white light.

It's just that there is still a faint drizzle, and it seems that the sun will not be able to come out in a short time.

When Yan Yan woke up according to his biological clock, it was only half past six.

When he found that he had a soft body in his arms, his first reaction was that someone else had broken into his room without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

I haven't had time to throw the other person out.

I smelled the familiar faint milky fragrance, like an unweaned child.

It's the smell of his little pet.

The memory of last night gradually came back, and his tense muscles relaxed.