Yan Cuo lingered in the bathroom for a long time, and only walked out slowly after figuring that the people outside should have fallen asleep.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw his enlarged handsome face. When he saw her, he picked her up and walked towards the bed. Yan Cuo buried her head in his arms, and her heart, which had finally calmed down, began to beat again.
He gently put her on the bed, carefully covered her with the quilt, and then lay down beside her.
Yan Cuo looked at him with a red face and some charm in her eyes. Yu Muyang wrapped her up so that only her little face was left. Yan Cuo felt a little hot and wanted to spread the quilt, but he grabbed her hand and didn't let her move.
"Don't move." His voice was deep, like a feather stroking Yancuo's heart.
She stopped moving obediently, thinking of the previous scene, and asked embarrassedly: "When did you buy it?"
"Huh? What?" He glanced at her, somewhat unsure of what she was saying.
"That's it." Yan Cuo's face turned red. When he thought about how he took that thing out of the bedside table, he was a little shocked.
“Oh, I just bought it.”
"It turns out that you have had ill intentions towards me for a long time." Yan Cuo seemed to have discovered another side of him and said with some pride.
But he straightened his face and asked, "Will you be angry?"
Yancuo looked at his serious expression, stunned for a moment, and quickly responded: "I'm not angry, because I like you."
He finally smiled, touched her head, and gently kissed her cheek, "Go to sleep."
"Hmm." She closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
Yu Muyang looked at her sleeping appearance, his eyes full of pity. He held her in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.
Good night, Yanyan.
When Yan Cuo woke up the next day, it was already bright. She glanced at the person next to her. He was still sleeping soundly, with a face like that of a child, completely harmless.
She gently stroked the center of his eyebrows, then slid her fingers to his upturned nose and slightly thin lips, outlining his features.
People say that people with thin lips are heartless, but Yan Cuo doesn't believe it. His boy is the most affectionate.
Her hand slowly moved down and touched his Adam's apple. Yan Cuo swallowed carefully and was about to withdraw her hand, but then she saw her hand was suddenly grabbed. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her with red eyes, like a lion that had just awakened.
Yan Cuo thought about how she had just touched him secretly and felt a little guilty. She struggled with his hand and wanted to let go, but he suddenly pressed her down on the bed.
"Hasn't anyone told you that men are the worst to mess with in the morning?" He leaned over to her ear and spoke softly. His breath made Yan Cuo feel a little itchy, and she moved uneasily.
"Don't move, I'll just lie down for a while."
Yan Cuo maintained the same posture nervously. He just lay lightly on her shoulder, and his fur looked even more adorable.
Seeing him being so well-behaved, Yan Cuo couldn't help but laugh, then his eyes suddenly became deep as he looked at the person on him. He gently reached into the quilt and rested his hand on her slender waist.
Yan Cuo was very thin, and her waist was incredibly thin, so thin that it could be easily held with one hand. He gently stroked her waist, and the person in his arms trembled slightly. He pinched the soft flesh on her waist gently as if to play a naughty trick.
Yan Cuo's eyes suddenly became moist, and there was a hint of accusation in her eyes when she looked at him. Seeing her like this, Yu Muyang obediently stopped and stopped teasing her.
"I'll go make you breakfast, okay?" He turned over, but still held her in his arms, without any movement to leave.
"Then go quickly." Yan Cuo pushed him, and it was obvious that he wanted him to leave.
"Okay, then I'll go first. You can sleep a little longer. It's the weekend today, so you don't have to go to school." He stood up as he spoke, but Yan Cuo screamed "Ah".
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Yan Cuo covered his eyes with his hands and buried himself in the quilt.
"Why are you shy? You should get used to it sooner." He laughed, as if laughing at her reservedness.
"I don't care, just put on your clothes." Yan Cuo hid in the quilt, not daring to open his eyes to look at him.
He didn't say anything else, put on his clothes quickly and went to the kitchen.
He is so easily embarrassed and shy.
He took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and processed them skillfully with a smile on his face.
Making breakfast for your beloved one seems to be an extremely happy thing, and watching her wake up beside you is even more wonderful.
Only when she is by his side can he have that rare sense of belonging. Where she is is home, not just an empty house.
Soon, a simple breakfast was ready. He took off his apron and went to see her in the room. She was still lying on the bed, playing with her cell phone.
"Go have breakfast, it's ready."
Yan Cuo smelled the fragrance of food coming out of the kitchen and slowly got up, but he still didn't want to move as his body still ached slightly.
Seeing her like this, Yu Muyang quickly picked her up and walked towards the kitchen.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked worriedly, with some worry and guilt in his words.
Seeing him like this, Yancuo clutched the corner of his clothes, hesitated for a moment, and finally said honestly, "A little bit."
He didn't say anything else, put her on the chair, put her shoes on, and sat opposite him, watching her eat.
Yancuo ate his breakfast slowly, stealing glances at him from time to time. Seeing that his expression didn't look good, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry." He said this suddenly, looking very annoyed, and the guilt in his eyes could not be hidden.
"Why are you saying sorry?" Yan Cuo stopped what he was doing and asked in confusion.
"It's my fault for not considering you. Next time, I will definitely pay more attention." He looked at her and said anxiously, as if making a promise.
Yan Cuo chuckled, and seeing how he made a promise to her in all seriousness, she really wanted to pry his head open to see what he was thinking.
"Silly boy, what are you thinking? I did it on my own will."
He was a little shocked by what she said, but he felt relieved when he saw her smiling sweetly at him.
"You are too cautious with me. I am not a child anymore." Yan Cuo was touched by his thoughtfulness, but couldn't help wanting to laugh at him.
He asked himself this question many times, is he just a fragile crystal doll in his eyes?
Yu Muyang looked at her seriously and replied, "I just want to treat you well and love you well. I'm afraid you'll get hurt even a little bit. If that hurt comes from me, I'll go crazy."
"You think too much. I'm not angry at all. As long as that person is you, no matter what happens or what I do, I will be happy with it." She looked at him and spoke every word with an extremely serious tone.
"You spoil me too much. You will spoil me badly." Yu Muyang sighed softly, looking at her with a lingering and doting gaze, making it easy for people to fall into his tenderness.
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