Chapter 161： But he doesnt like me (1/2)
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Chi Huan was too tired and sleepy, and he felt the figure of the man staggeringly, and he was too lazy to open his eyes again.
Mo Shiqian stretched out her hands and squeezed her cheeks, and was poked away impatiently by the woman.
He didn't talk anymore, leaned over and hugged her from the sofa, and walked upstairs with long legs.
Looking down at the sleepy face of the woman in his arms, he raised his brows deeper and whispered, ”It's so tired, I'll rest at home tomorrow.”
She squinted her head on his shoulder. ”No ... no, work.”
”It doesn't stop you from working, and you need to rest at work.”
She never opened her eyes, but she didn't go to sleep, her voice was a little confused, ”I want to work harder, harder than before.”
Mo Shiqian's eyes darkened silently, even the handsome face was a little gloomy.
Holding her in both hands, he couldn't open the door, so he directly opened the bedroom door, hugged her into it, and put her on the large double bed.
Chi Huan turned over, holding the quilt and smelling the familiar breath, and fell asleep deeper.
Mo Shiqian frowned, turned into the bathroom, turned on the faucet to put water in the bathtub, and then turned back to the bedroom. She took the woman's body to her side and lowered her hands to lift her clothes.
As soon as two were untied, the woman's hand was grasped.
”IM so tired……”
The man lifted her hand and said lightly, ”After washing, go to sleep.”
”Do not want to move, do not wash.”
Mo Shiqian went on unbuttoning her button, ”You sleep, I wash it for you.”
”……Oh, okay.”
She said, then fell back to bed with her hands and slept again.
Mo Shiqian stripped her off directly on the bed, then went to the bathroom holding her bare body and put it into the hot water in the bathtub.
The warm water had the effect of evacuating tiredness. She lay on the edge of the bathtub, squinting lazily, ”so comfortable.”
Mo Shiqian looked at her little face that was stained with red by the heat. She was red and white, clean and charming, and lazy like a cat. Her heart was a bit indescribable, and her thin lips made an unconscious shallow arc. .
After washing, the man dried her body and put on a bathrobe.
Chi Huan was awake, but after all, tired, not to mention having a man to serve her, she would enjoy it.
When he was carried out of the bathroom, his arm wrapped around the man's neck, smelling himself, and satisfied, ”Well, fragrant.”
Mo Shiqian glanced at her somewhat proud look, bowed her head and sniffed in her neck, smiling lowly, ”Well, it's very fragrant.”
Chi Huan was tickled by the tip of his nose.
As soon as she touched the bed, she crawled to where she was sleeping, and soon fell asleep again.
Without the woman's voice and movement, the bedroom seemed particularly quiet.
The silence was like an invisible cotton wool, clogging his mind.
Maybe she was used to Chi Huan, who had a voice. As soon as she calmed down, he couldn't tell the habit, even just because she was too tired and sleepy.