"Well, get off early tonight! Tomorrow we'll wake up early and go back. ”

"Well, if Madame can get up early."

Song Qing couldn't help but refute when he heard it.

"Who said I can't get up early, tomorrow I'll be the first to get up, and then call you."

"Okay, listen to you."

As they spoke, the two walked in the direction of their home, and the dim street lamps stretched their figures for a long time.

Whoop –

The breeze blew and the leaves fell all over the ground......

Song Qing was going to bed earlier this night, but if he wanted to go to bed early, he might not be able to fall asleep.

Song Qing, who couldn't sleep, leaned on Zhao Cheng's arms and watched TV at night with his mobile phone connected to the Internet.

In the end, I felt sleepy, so Song Qing lay down next to Zhao Cheng and fell asleep.

At this time, Song lightly put his hand on Zhao Cheng's waist, leaned on his feet, and also put his foot on Zhao Cheng's leg, and fell asleep very quietly.

Zhao Cheng reached out and picked up the mobile phone that was still holding the TV next to the pillow, turned it off, and put his hand on the bedside table.

At this time, the lights in the room had long been turned off, and only the dim light on the bedside table was still on.

After Zhao Cheng reached out and turned off the light on the bedside table, he lay sideways beside Song Qing, reached out to wrap his arms around Song Qing's waist and hugged the person in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

The night was long, and the moonlight shone into the room through the open curtains, and fell on the ground silvery......

Maybe he really wanted to get up early, so Song Qing did wake up early the next day, of course, this was earlier than before.

Not long after the sun rose, Song Qing woke up.

Raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, Song rubbed it lightly for a while before he felt a little clearer.

Song Qing didn't close the curtains in order to get up early today, so the sun shone in through the window early in the morning, and the room was full of gold, looking warm.

Turning his head and glancing at the man lying beside him, Zhao Cheng was still sleeping at this time, lying very quietly.

Seeing that he was still asleep, Song turned around lightly and raised his hand to support his head and looked at him sideways.

Seeing him sleeping so quietly, Song Qing felt proud.

She was the first to wake up today.

Zhao Cheng is good-looking, and when he lies quietly, the whole person looks very gentle.

The morning sun shone softly on his face, making him look less like he used to be.

Song Qing leaned closer.

This man is really handsome and beautiful, no wonder this person is recognized as the first male god in ancient and modern times.

"The eyelashes are so long."

"No wonder she looks so good."

"The skin is good, too."

Song lightly reached out and gently touched his cheek, and then touched his own comparison.

"Still, it's a little bit more slippery."

"My husband is so handsome."

Looking at his handsome and peerless face, Song chuckled and leaned over and kissed him lightly on the face.

Seeing that he hadn't reacted yet, Song Qing leaned into his ear and shouted.

"Husband, get up."

"The sun is out...... Oh⊙ ⊙!. ”

Before Song Qing finished speaking, Zhao Cheng had already stretched out his hand to wrap around her neck and take the person into his arms.

Did this woman really think he was asleep?

Lying on his chest? Song Qing looked up at him, and said on his face that I am very energetic now.

"Are you awake?"

Zhao Cheng reached out and stroked her cheek.

"Well, wake up."

Song Qing saw that he woke up? couldn't help but say proudly: "Didn't you say I couldn't get up?" I was the first to wake up today. ”

Zhao Cheng nodded, and his fingers gently scraped her cheek. "Well, Madame got up pretty early today."

Of course? He was just a little earlier than her.

But Madame is so pleased? Naturally, he couldn't hit her.

Song was smug.

"That is, if I really have to get up early, I can naturally get up early? I remember waking up early every day when I was in school. ”

At that time, she set an alarm clock every day in order to get up early, and the alarm clock was loud.

In order to get out of bed, she changed countless alarm clocks from childhood to adulthood.

"I'll see what time it is." Song said softly, turned around, lifted the quilt, and went to find his phone.

Because usually her mobile phone is not under the pillow? in bed.

Zhao Cheng reached out and picked up his phone from the bedside table and handed it to her.

"Here."

Song Qing stretched out his hand to take the phone, and continued to lie in his arms, clicking on the phone to check the time.

'7:26' glanced at the time, Song Qing said, "It's almost half past seven, get up." ”

Song said softly and threw the phone aside, shouting to get up, but the person was still grinding and couldn't get up.

Perhaps, most people seem to be like this.

"I'll get up first." Song said softly and yawned, then got up and got up from her arms.

Glancing at the light gray pajamas you're wearing? Song Qing stood up and sat on the edge of the bed past Zhao Cheng, stretching out his feet to put on his shoes.

After putting on the slippers, Song Qing stood up and walked to the wardrobe, pushed open the closet door, and began to look for clothes to wear. After glancing at the clothes in the closet, Song lightly chose a dress with some small flowers in color.

When he was about to change clothes, Song turned his head and glanced at Zhao Cheng.

I saw that the other party had already gotten up at this time and was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her.

Is this above board, to see her?

Although the two have been intimate for a long time? But the thought of him sitting there and watching himself? Song Qing instantly burned unconsciously.

"Don't you look at me? Blame the embarrassment. ”

"Why don't you go wash up first?"

Listening to Song Qing's words, Zhao Cheng did not move, but raised his foot and put it on the other foot. He lazily rested one hand on his knee? The whole person came to a domineering position, and looked at her with a deep face.

This? If this is wearing gold-rimmed glasses, this is simply the legendary Sven scum.

But right? That deep look was really serious.

Zhao Cheng's gaze swept over Song Qing's body, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Bunny."

Yes.

At this time, Song Qing's timid appearance is not a little rabbit?

Thinking of what he meant by the little rabbit, Song Qing's face instantly turned even redder.

Song glanced at him.

"Yarn Rabbit."

As he spoke, Song turned his back to Zhao Cheng and smiled, there was shyness and sweetness on his face, but there was no disgust or unhappiness.

You just want to see me.

Here you go.

After Song Qing changed his clothes and dressed neatly, he turned around and glanced at the man sitting on the edge of the bed, as if his eyes were filled with stars.

"Is it pretty?"

At this time, Song Qing was standing there in an orange dress, her slightly curly long hair falling over her shoulders. She looked at him with a slight flush of cheeks and shyness, and his figure reflected in the sparkle in her eyes.

Just standing there, it seemed to be teasing him.

Delicate and soft.

Beautiful and refined, but unconsciously coquettish, Zhao Cheng has always been noble and self-controlled, and he can be regarded as pure-hearted and has few desires.

But all the noble self-reliance on her face, forget it, don't say it.

Zhao Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Song Qing and then stretched out his hand, Song Qing only felt a force coming, and when she came back to her senses, she was already in his arms.

"You're doing this trick again, you're scared to death."

Song said lightly, wrapped his hands around his neck, and glared at him in disgust.

At this time, he was sitting, and she was standing, so at this time, Song despised Zhao Cheng, which was condescending.