The wind groaning standing at the door, a little scared in his heart.

I'm afraid she won't be able to control it herself.

This man is really alive.

In fact, a woman's thoughts after seeing a beautiful man are not so simple.

The only difference is that if she knows what shortcomings the handsome guy has in his personality, she will immediately feel that the man is not handsome.

And men, most of them are just visual creatures.

But it's Cheng Yanqiu in front of you!

A man she likes.

Feng Yin took a deep breath, walked sideways past Cheng Yanqiu, and said a little uncomfortably: "I'm not hungry, I've eaten, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"You should know your body can't sleep so late."

Cheng Yanqiu, who was at the door, lowered his head, with a smile on his face that saw through the wind and his actions.

He closed the door, walked over to Feng Yin, and said, "I can't sleep at the thought of you coming back." ”

Feng Yin, who was about to sit down, only felt a fire burning in his heart.

She looked at Cheng Yanqiu, with helplessness in her doting eyes.

"You—aren't you hiding it?"

Cheng Yanqiu sat beside Feng Yin and naturally took her hand.

"I can't hide it in front of you."

Cheng Yanqiu wrapped one arm around Feng Yin's shoulder and held her in his arms.

Feng Yin lay on Cheng Yanqiu's lap, kicked off his shoes with both feet, and prepared to pick up his legs.

"Why is your couch so small?"

"Presidential Suite - Cheng Yanqiu, what are you doing?"

Cheng Yanqiu turned sideways, trying to make Feng Yin a little more comfortable.

"It's just a different sofa."

Got a different couch?

Feng Yin looked at the other sofas, and couldn't help but cry and laugh.

"You've changed this carpet too, haven't you?"

"Hmm."

Cheng Yanqiu snorted sullenly.

Feng Yin didn't accuse or laugh at Cheng Yanqiu's careful thoughts, but she looked up at Cheng Yanqiu.

"You should know that your current body doesn't allow it, right?"

"Hmm."

It's even more muffled than the previous one.

Wind Groan was amused.

After the two sat quietly for a while, Feng Yin got up, took away the clothes that Cheng Yanqiu had prepared for her, and prepared to wash.

Cheng Yanqiu, who was sitting on the sofa, listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and it was difficult to calm down.

In the bathroom, Feng Yin smelled the fragrance of flowers on her clothes, and she smiled heartily, happy with Cheng Yanqiu's thoughtfulness.

Feng Yin didn't wash up for long, changed into a modest top and pants and cotton pajamas, and the bathroom door opened.

"Let's get some rest."

"We?"

Although Cheng Yanqiu made a lot of small moves, he was still apprehensive.

Feng Yin nodded and said very naturally: "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you." ”

Cheng Yanqiu was amused, and was also relieved of the uneasiness in his heart by the wind chanting.

The two of them walked into the bedroom together, a two-meter-four large bed covered with silver sheets.

"Go to bed early."

Feng Yin naturally sat on the side of the bed, and Cheng Yanqiu said nervously: "There is only one quilt." ”

"I know."

The corners of Cheng Yanqiu's mouth couldn't help but rise, and the speed was a little slow.

Feng Yin had already lay down on her side, looking at Cheng Yanqiu, who was very slow.

"Alright, don't pretend to be reserved."

Cheng Yanqiu, who was halfway through, trembled slightly, looked up at Feng Yin, and said with a smile that he couldn't suppress at all: "This is coming!" ”

Cheng Yanqiu, who said this, trotted up in a rare way, and jumped hard at his own half-empty bed.

"Bump!"

"Ah——-h

"I'll go!"

Feng Yin watched Cheng Yanqiu take small steps, and the black silk pajamas crossed the curve in the air and landed on the white silk sheets.

With a bang, Cheng Yanqiu fell to the ground silkily.