Song Qing went to the bathroom to take a shower after returning to the room.

After taking a shower, Song Qing changed into a set of light gray home clothes, and then took a towel to wipe his hair and walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Song Qing saw that Zhao Cheng was sitting on his bed at this time, looking at his mobile phone.

He's still there?

Seeing Song Qing come out, Zhao Cheng stood up and took a hair dryer and plugged it in.

"Come, I'll blow your hair."

Seeing that he was planning to blow his hair himself, Song Qing's face was hot.

This man.

Isn't it so good.

"Well, I'll do it myself."

Zhao Cheng squinted at her with a hair dryer.

"Come here."

The man's voice was unmistakably domineering.

Really, indifference, and gentleness are so harmonious in this man.

Indifference is true, gentleness is to oneself

Song Qing looked at him and walked forward with a faint smile.

"Okay."

Standing in front of him, Song Qing unconsciously reached out and pulled his shirt.

"By the way, it's really a bit flattering to let the famous prime minister blow my hair."

Zhao Cheng glanced at her, turned on the hot air and began to blow Song's hair lightly.

"Whew-"

The wind was whistling, hot, and the man's fingers were gently rubbing her hair.

He is very serious and gentle.

Slowly, Song Qing's hair became very soft under his fingers.

The hair was dry, soft and supple over the shoulders.

Zhao Cheng glanced at it and made sure that it was dry, and then he said, "Okay." ”

Song lightly touched her hot hair, she had just taken a shower and blown her hair, her face was flushed at this time, and she looked very energetic.

"It's comfortable to take a bath, and my hair seems to have grown."

"Well, it's a little longer." Zhao Cheng put away the hair dryer after answering, walked to the front of the wardrobe and put it in the wardrobe lattice.

Song stroked his hair lightly and combed it with his fingers.

Zhao Cheng closed the closet door and looked at Song Qing.

"Okay, it's not early, you go to bed early."

"I'll go back to my room first, something calls me."

Seeing that Zhao Cheng was leaving, Song Qing raised his head.

"Wait."

Zhao Cheng stopped and raised his eyes to look at her.

At his gaze, Song Qing's face was hot.

"That."

No matter.

Anyway, I really love him, and it's not as simple as having a leg.

In other words, whether it was or is now, he and he have a leg.

In that case, it would be too hypocritical to sleep separately.

Although she was a little embarrassed, she still wanted to keep him.

Or rather, stay forever.

Song Qing is the kind of person who dares to love and hate.

Now that he has confirmed his feelings for him, he naturally will not back down.

It's not easy to meet the right person.

It is even more difficult to meet across time and space, so Song Qing cherishes this relationship very much.

Holding back his heartbeat, Song walked in front of him lightly.

Looking up at the cold man in front of him, Song blushed lightly and reached out to wrap his arms around his neck.

Leaning lightly on his chest, Song whispered.

"I'm right here, where are you going?"

The woman's voice was soft, as if countless feathers had crossed the tip of Zhao Cheng's heart, and the throbbing was as good as before.

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just looked down at the petite woman in his arms.

After a while, he reached out and hugged the person tightly into his arms.

Hold tightly.

Zhao Cheng leaned his head on Song Qing's neck and said very seriously.

"From now on, you will be a husband wherever you are."

He had been waiting for this sentence, for her to accept herself wholeheartedly.

Right now? She really accepted herself wholeheartedly, and Zhao Cheng was in a difficult mood to describe when she got it lost and recovered.

Joy.

In his life? Since the death of the family, I no longer know what joy is? And now all the joy comes from this woman.

Song Qing, thank you for appearing in my bleak world.

Song Qing was hugged tightly by him? I just feel a little hard to breathe.

Worthy of being a martial arts practitioner? This strength is terrible.

"You man."

"You're hugging too tightly, looser? Loose. ”

After listening to her complaints, Zhao Cheng's strength in holding her was really relaxed.

Zhao Cheng raised his head from her neck, he wrapped the person in his arms with one hand, and lifted her chin with the other hand to make her look at himself.

Song Qing, who took a bath, looked even more delicate.

He has always been self-disciplined and self-controlled, and he asked himself if he was not the kind of person who was.

But? In the face of this woman, he really has no ability to resist.

Fingers caressed her cheek, Zhao Cheng lowered his head and gently kissed her on the face.

"Squeamish."

Listening to the man's cold and doting words, Song lightly held his hand and put it to his mouth and bit it gently.

"So, do you like it?"

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, and what responded to Song Qing was his domineering kiss.

Like.

I can't wait for you to keep your eyes on me all the time, and you can only see me.

This night, Zhao Cheng got his wish and officially moved into Song Qing's bedroom, holding his beloved for a long time and unable to fall asleep.

He can't sleep? Song Qing naturally couldn't sleep.

It's not that I haven't slept with him, but the mood today is completely different.

Seeing that it was almost early in the morning, Song Qing, who was lying in his arms, couldn't help but reach out and poke his chest.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?"

Zhao Cheng held her hand.

"I can't sleep, my mind is full of you."

Listening to the man's straightforward words, Song Qing couldn't cry or laugh.

But? Have to admit it? She was very happy.

The person you like is full of you? Who is not happy.

She is just an ordinary little woman.

Such a man is exactly what she wants.

Song lightly scraped his palm with his fingers.

"Do you like me so much?"

Zhao Cheng's face was hot.

"Ahem, sleep."

Song couldn't help but smile after listening to his words.

This man is quite cute.

Song couldn't see his face clearly in the dark? But I still leaned over to him on the neck and kissed him.

"For your sake? Kiss you. ”

Zhao Cheng clearly heard his own rapid heartbeat.

He can't sleep even more now.

Song kissed him lightly, then reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, buried his head in his arms, and closed his eyes.

"Good night."

"Well, good night."

After closing his eyes, Song Qing fell asleep in Zhao Cheng's arms after a while.

Zhao Cheng listened to the shallow breathing in his ears? Knowing that she was asleep.

Zhao Cheng, who was holding the person in his arms, also slowly closed his eyes.

The moonlight is like water, and the night is quiet, and in the blink of an eye, it is a new day.

When Song Qing woke up, the sun had been shining into the room for a long time.

At this time, she was alone on the bed, and she reached out and touched the position next to her, which was already cold.

"This man wakes up so early." After Song Qing got up from the bed like a salted fish, the first thing he did was to find his mobile phone.

I don't know if anyone else is like that, but that's what she is.

Her mobile phone was charging on the bedside table, and Song Qing reached out to pick it up and clicked on it to see the time.

8：35。

After Song Qing opened his phone, he immediately saw a WeChat message, which was sent by Zhao Cheng.

clicked on WeChat and took a look, it was sent by Zhao Cheng at seven o'clock.

"I went out and remembered to eat when I got up.".

Looking at the news, Song Qing couldn't help but laugh.