C162 (2/2)
An entire night spent under the moon, whispering to each other. As for how much memories he had, only the person in question knew.
If it had not rained suddenly, the two of them would probably have stayed until the A-gate ban time to come out.
She could only find an excuse to go in and take a bath, before changing her clothes. She thought that Xiao fete would leave automatically, but Xiao fest did not leave, she did not expect that the bodyguard would send in a midnight snack, and Ye Wu Chen would not be able to chase them away immediately. After eating dinner, the rain outside would only get heavier.
This way, it would be even more difficult for her to chase him away.
It was unknown if Xiao Bu Dian was pretending to be stupid or not, but he unexpectedly said: ”Since the rain is so heavy, does the guest room not mind if I stay for the night?”
It was downtown, and Xiao Yan's hometown was in the suburbs. It was quite far away, especially since it was still raining. Even if she wanted to chase him away, she couldn't say it out loud, so she could only ask him to do as he pleased.
Mr Xiao displayed the skill of making a profit by a hair's breadth. After receiving Ye Xiangrui's permission, he came out with a handbag that he did not know when, and once again asked for her opinion. ”Can I use the bathroom?”
When it rained, he moved most of the umbrellas over to her side, causing her to feel slightly wet. At that time, she felt that it was rather romantic and warm, but now, even after her guilt was brought up, she actually forgot about the matter of him being under the rain, and even asked others to bring it up on her own.
”You were the one who let me stay here in the first place, go ahead.”
There was a smile in Xiao Bu Dian's eyes as he turned around and entered the bathroom. Before he closed the door, he told her, ”You should go rest. Don't worry about me.”
Indeed, there was no need to care about him. Could it be that she really wanted to listen to the sound of his bath, then fantasize about his fruit, and conveniently create a scene of a yellow storm?
It was not a good thing to have overmuch dopamine secretion. Ye Wu Chen shook his head to format the unhealthy contents of his brain, then floated back to his bedroom.
Lying on the bed, her heart was restless and uneasy. Closing her eyes, all she could think about was today's scene. Love came so quickly, so suddenly, and it caught her by surprise.
Her heart was warm and full, but there was one thing in her heart that made her feel so uneasy that she didn't dare to think too deeply about it.
She was pregnant, her belly was big, her waist was stiff, and she was lying on her side with her hands on her hips. There was still nowhere for her anxiety to rest.
Thinking of himself, thinking of Xiao Yan's enthusiasm, thinking of that kiss that night, thinking of that tear drop.
Her boiling heart gradually cooled down. That teardrop, Shen Liangxia, was an obstacle that she would never be able to overcome.
Love is a warm and disturbing thing.
After tossing and turning about, he suddenly remembered something. He had only asked them to stay the night, since the guest rooms had not been cleaned and the bedding had not been sent over. How was Uncle going to sleep?
It was too unorthodox, too inconsiderate. Even if it was a borrowed love, she should still be considerate. She wasn't a qualified lover at all.
When she opened the closet, she found a set of blue bedclothes. It was better than nothing, even if it was a bit motherly. She carried the bedclothes out, but she didn't expect the bathroom door to open as well.
The man was very casual. He only wrapped a towel around his waist and came out bare-chested.
Although he was a little thin, his muscles were smooth. It could be seen that he did not lack exercise.
Male. Just like that, a red fruit appeared in front of her eyes.
Ye Wu Chen stood there dumbly, feeling that the excitement was too great.
She knew that she should have seen everything, otherwise, where did this thing in her stomach come from? It wouldn't have bloated up just from sleeping, but no matter how much experience she had, it was all in the past. Not only could she not remember what it was like, she had even forgotten what it felt like.
It was just like now, the restriction level that had played out in his mind once again reignited. Ye Wu Chen suppressed the small flame in his heart with all his might and threw the blanket over it.
”Yours, good night!”
He once again ran away in a flustered manner. The flames were so hot that they reached his ears. Xiao Ming, who was hugging the blanket, had a stupefied expression on his face.
It was only when the door closed that he woke up.
His embarrassment turned into anger. Why?
Why else?
Mr. Xiao floated into the bedroom, placed the quilt on the bed, and then floated out, knocking on the master bedroom door.
”What happened? Did you fall asleep?” The pregnant woman in the door was blowing her hair.
”No pillow.” The man outside the door was laughing like an official from the Xi Men family who had been hit by a bamboo pole.