Yan Han stood high above, looking down at her.
In his memory, she had always been energetic and seemed to have inexhaustible strength. It was rare for her to look so tired, as if she could close her eyes at any moment.
Or rather, there are very few people who appear so unguarded and reveal their true selves so completely in front of him.
Yan Han frowned slightly, looking at her slumped there with heartache. He reflexively took a few steps forward and sat down beside her.
Have you had dinner?
As he asked the question, his hand reached out and pressed down on her head.
Zhu Qianying looked at him in surprise at first, and subconsciously tried to move her head away to avoid his hand.
But with her head pressed against the back of the sofa, she had no way to avoid it.
Ignoring her avoidance, Yan Han gently pressed his long fingers on the top of her head and her temples, and asked again, "What did you have for dinner?"
Zhu Qianying's head, which had been tense for most of the day, was slightly relieved under the pressure of his long fingers. Although her mind was resisting, her body chose to submit.
She closed her eyes comfortably, like a cat lying in the sunlight, and a relaxed expression gradually appeared on her face.
"takeout……"
She muttered to herself, but her consciousness, under the gentle pressure of his long fingers, slowly receded. She was simply too tired!
Seeing how exhausted she was, unable even to open her eyes, Yan Han felt even more sorry for her. He gently moved her body, and she obediently rolled over, lying face down on the sofa.
Yan Han's fingers pressed down from her head to the back of her neck, and then down her back, waist, thighs and calves.
Yan Han had never done these kinds of things before, but he copied them onto her little by little based on the memories of others serving him.
Without any formal instruction, he felt her tense muscles and nerves gradually relax under his fingers, and a slight sense of pride arose in his heart. But besides this little bit of pride, he felt more gratified.
So, it turns out, I am still somewhat useful to her!
When Young Master Yan realized that he was actually feeling smug about becoming her private masseur, he laughed self-deprecatingly.
"What would you like to eat? I'll have someone prepare some."
Yan Han's voice unconsciously became softer and softer.
Zhu Qianying, who was lying on the sofa, only gave him a muffled murmur.
How tired must this person be!
With that thought in mind, Yan Han ran his fingers up her ankle, repeating the same motion as before.
Then, he heard her breathing gradually become even and subtle.
Looking closer, her face, resting on her arm, revealed a relaxation and tranquility that only comes with sleep.
Yan Han shook his head, stared at her face for a while, and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips.
Asleep, Zhu Qianying mumbled something softly, touched her nose, and turned her face to the other side.
Yan Han stared helplessly at the back of her head, then bent down and carefully picked her up.
This wasn't the first time he'd held her while she slept, and this time, just like before, she was fast asleep, her head resting against his chest, showing no signs of waking up.
This girl is far too careless!
She sleeps like a log; you wouldn't even know if she were sold!
He cursed in his heart, but secretly he was happy.
I'm glad she doesn't treat me like an outsider and can sleep without any defenses!
At this moment, Young Master Yan was completely oblivious to the fact that his happiness and joy could be based on such a trivial matter.
However, all the intense primal desires that had been raging within him for five years vanished in the face of pity and tenderness.
He gently placed her on the bed, helped her take off her shoes and coat, covered her with a blanket, and then ran into the bathroom to wring out a hot towel. Without any other thoughts, he wiped her face, neck, and hands.
After doing all that, he gave her a light kiss on the lips again, then turned off the light, tiptoed out, and carefully closed the door.
...
Zhu Qianying was woken up early in the morning by a knock on the door.
As usual, I reached for my phone on the bedside table to check the time, but I couldn't find it anywhere.
Then, she heard a man's voice outside, "Ying'er, get up, your alarm clock is ringing."
Zhu Qianying sat up abruptly, glanced at the clock on the wall—it was exactly seven o'clock!
"Oh...I'm up..."
Zhu Qianying gave a vague response to the man outside, and the knocking stopped immediately.
Zhu Qianying walked into the bathroom in a daze. Looking at herself in the mirror, she realized she was still wearing yesterday's clothes. After thinking hard, she remembered that after returning home yesterday, she seemed to have collapsed on the sofa, and then Young Master Yan condescended to give her acupressure. After that, she fell asleep without realizing it, and then...
She subconsciously leaned closer to the mirror, slightly raised her chin, and carefully examined her face and neck. She then lifted her collar to look inside.
And the skin in all these places was as white as usual, without any trace of anything else that would make people think otherwise.
call……
fortunately!
Zhu Qianying let out a long sigh, went out, grabbed a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom for a long, refreshing shower.
After she finished showering and washing up, she came out of the living room. Just like yesterday, Yan Han was holding a coffee and reading a magazine, while her cup of hot milk had been brought out and placed on the coffee table.
"Young Master Yan, thank you for last night!"
Zhu Qianying knew without a doubt that in the end, it would be Young Master Yan who would carry her, still asleep, into the bedroom.
Yan Han glanced at her and said indifferently, "Eat breakfast!"
Zhu Qianying nodded and sat down, picked up the milk, and drank more than half of it in one go, as usual.
The breakfast on the dining car seemed to be even more lavish than yesterday's. Zhu Qianying brought out some of the breakfast and placed it on the coffee table.
"Young Master Yan, haven't you eaten yet?"
If she remembered correctly, this man's diet was extremely regular. At this time, he should have already eaten breakfast. Could it be that he was waiting for her to eat together?
"I've already eaten!" came Yan Han's usual concise reply.
Zhu Qianying turned to look at him in surprise, "You've already eaten? How come there's still so much left?"
Yan Han glanced at her silently, then lowered his eyes and continued reading his magazine.
Zhu Qianying didn't press the matter further. Anyway, if they couldn't finish it, they could just pack it up and take it back to the head office for their colleagues, so there would be no waste.
After a while, Yan Han's gaze shifted from the magazine to her face.
"Is today just as busy as yesterday?"
Zhu Qianying nodded, "Yes, I've been busy these past few days! Once this is over, I can go back and spend some quality time with Zizai."
Yan Han originally wanted to advise her not to push herself too hard.
But upon hearing what she said next, he swallowed his words of advice.
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