Outside the window, there was a pitch-black silence.
Fortunately, the street lights were still on.
Some houses had faint candlelight, dim and hazy.
Zhang Qiu looked outside, pulled the curtains, and squeezed back into bed.
It’s so dark that I have no intention of going out.
The two of them have been running their own business these days.
Days like this where I can lie comfortably in bed are actually quite rare and seem particularly pleasant.
The bed in the master bedroom is wide and big enough.
Yu Xifeng was leaning on the bed playing with his cell phone. Zhang Qiu turned over and buried his face in Yu Xifeng's belly.
Yu Xifeng felt a little itchy and slid down a little.
He adjusted the angle and used his hands to hold Zhang Qiu in his arms.
Zhang Qiu lay silently in Yu Xifeng's arms for a while.
It doesn't feel right.
He got up from the bed and hugged Yu Xifeng.
Let Yu Xifeng lean on his arms,
Yu Xifeng is watching a drama.
Zhang Qiu held the phone for her and watched it with her.
It’s an idol drama about a domineering president falling in love with me.
The kind that was very popular on the market a few years ago.
The heroine is a lively and cute little white flower, and the hero is a high-class flower wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
It's a no-brainer, but it looks pretty cool.
Look at this, isn't it just a brainless move?
After watching for a while, Zhang Qiu suddenly asked: "Is this male lead as good-looking as me?"
Yu Xifeng was so engrossed in reading it that he just hummed perfunctorily.
After he finished, he realized something was wrong: "No, it's not even close."
After watching for a while, I found that Zhang Qiu was chewing on his shoulder behind me again.
Yu Xifeng scrolled down the progress bar on his phone and yawned: "You were born in the year of the dog."
She tilted her head and put her face close to Zhang Qiu's.
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