Yan Cuo nestled in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, and felt at ease.
After a while, he suddenly sat up and started putting on his shoes. Yan Cuo looked at his movements strangely and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep anymore?"
"Go home and sleep. It's uncomfortable here." He responded softly. Yan Cuo didn't notice him, so he got up, put on his shoes, and followed him out.
Because he had just woken up, his eyes were a little red, and he looked at her with lingering and affectionate eyes. Yan Cuo followed him closely, thinking that they would go to the same small house.
But Yu Muyang drove in the opposite direction. Yan Cuo was a little confused and asked, "That's not the direction. Did you get carried away and get the wrong direction?"
He glanced at her with a tender look in his eyes. Yan Cuo also saw some different emotions in his eyes, but soon he turned his head and concentrated on driving.
"Don't worry, I'm not mistaken. I'm taking you to our new home." His voice was filled with joy, thinking that she would be ecstatic.
"What does the new home look like and where is it?" Yan Cuo couldn't help but become curious and asked.
"You'll know when you get there. You'll definitely like it." He smiled, keeping a bit of mystery.
Yan Cuo was full of anticipation, and then he saw the car slowly driving into the residential area. Yan Cuo looked around and saw only single-family villas, which looked very expensive.
Until Yu Muyang's car stopped in front of a house, Yan Cuo looked inside for a few times. It was so big and well decorated. At just one glance, he knew that this place was completely different from the previous small house.
Yu Muyang took her in and walked through the courtyard. Yan Cuo looked at the flowers and plants in the yard and felt very happy. This was a place with real life, not just a house.
Then the two of them walked into the hall. It was really big, but because there were few things in it, it looked empty. Yan Cuo looked around and had already thought about where to put some things.
Since this is their home, she must decorate it well so that it has the breath of life and looks like home.
Yu Muyang looked at her happy expression and felt all the fatigue in his body disappear. After closing the door, he took her hand and went upstairs.
Yan Cuo went up to the second floor, looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling window, ran over excitedly, and looked at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, feeling that his heart had found a place of belonging.
The house is simply decorated, mostly in black and white. Yan Cuo decided to add some small things and other colors to make the home look warmer.
She opened the door of the room, but was surprised to find that except for the master bedroom, the others were empty, without sheets or even quilts.
She turned around and looked at Yu Muyang, "Only one room is cleaned up, how are we going to sleep?"
Just when Yancuo thought he would say he would sleep on the sofa, he clearly heard his answer, "Let's sleep together."
Yan Cuo was stunned for a moment, his head became empty, and his words kept echoing in his mind.
Sleep together, together?
Yan Cuo clutched the corner of his clothes and looked at him nervously, his heart beating fast.
Will you promise him? Will you promise him?
Yu Muyang looked at her nervously. Seeing her tightly clenched hands, he felt that he was still a little abrupt.
"Is that okay? If not, I'll sleep on the sofa."
"Okay." Yan Cuo said quickly, then realized that he seemed to have answered too hastily. He subconsciously bit his lips and didn't dare to look at him.
He was somewhat shocked by her words and did not react for a long time. He stood there for a long time before looking at her with some overjoyed expression, "Really?"
Yan Cuo felt his face getting extremely hot. He nodded randomly and walked around him into the room.
The room is very large and the view is wide, just what Yancuo likes.
But she had no intention of observing these things now. She was extremely nervous inside. She took a deep breath, walked to the bathroom and washed herself.
There's nothing to be afraid of. I've thought it all out before coming here, and now I just have to put it into practice.
When she came out after washing up, Yu Muyang was already sitting on the bed in a fresh outfit. He was wearing a white T-shirt and his hair was still a little wet. Yan Cuo sighed lightly, walked over and took a towel to wipe his hair.
"If you don't dry your hair, you'll have a headache when you sleep." She wiped his hair patiently until it slowly became dry.
He sat upright, letting his hair dance in her hands.
When she stopped moving, he shook his hair, which lay soft on his head, and his whole body looked softer.
Well, just like the little puppies that are popular nowadays.
Yan Cuo's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare look at him again. He took the towel to the balcony to dry, his heart pounding.
She lingered outside for a while, enjoying the breeze, and only walked in slowly when her face was no longer as hot as before.
But the inner tension still exists.
She slowly lay down on the bed, close to him. She could hear his heart beating fast at the moment. She put her hands on her chest, then quickly lay down and covered her head with the quilt.
Seeing her like this, Yu Muyang knew that she was shy, but he didn't get angry. He said softly, "Yanyan, don't suffocate yourself in the quilt. You'll be suffocating later."
Yan Cuo responded muffledly from under the quilt, refusing to stick his head out.
Helpless, he reached out to lift her quilt, and saw the girl blushing and looking at him coquettishly.
He felt that he could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart. He lowered his head and slowly kissed her lips, unspeakably gentle.
Yan Cuo was completely immersed in his tenderness, with her eyes slightly closed.
I don’t know how long they kissed until Yan Cuo’s eyes became a little blurry, and then she felt his palm slowly approaching her waist.
Yan Cuo closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly, and his hands tightly grasped the quilt.
He kissed the corners of her eyes gently, watching her eyelashes flutter up and down, looking at her pink cheeks, and just wanted to hold her in his arms again.
His voice was a little hoarse, and Yan Cuo couldn't help but want to bury himself in the quilt when thinking about his actions just now.
"Shall I carry you to take a shower?" He approached her and wanted to pick her up.
"No, no need, I can go by myself." Her ears turned red, she grabbed her clothes and ran towards the bathroom. Yu Muyang watched her from behind, his eyes full of pampering and heartache.
Just thinking about how she looked just now, he couldn't help but feel his eyes turn red.
His girl was truly incredibly beautiful.
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