Fu Yi, who was originally sitting, instantly lay down on the sofa.
Quan Qiao pulled his arm and naturally nestled into his arms.
Fu Yi frowned: "You..."
"I just want to sleep in your arms. It makes me feel safer."
Quan Qiao spoke in a high-sounding tone, resting her head on his arm and leaning her small body against his chest.
The sofa was small to begin with, and she was almost pressed against him.
Fu Yi could clearly feel the temperature of her body.
She went to work today wearing a white shirt and a straight black commuter-style skirt, which perfectly showed off her body curves.
One more look at it makes people want to commit a crime.
He was obviously feeling a little hot, so he simply closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Quan Qiao looked at his cold and noble face, but her mind was distracted and she didn't feel sleepy at all.
Her phoenix eyes were staring straight at Fu Yi's face, nose bridge, and thin lips.
Then to the chin, Adam's apple, and the chest under the white shirt...
What a fire-starting fairy!
I want the fire to burn!
Fu Yi sensed something was wrong, opened his eyes, and met her eyes full of thoughts.
There was clearly fire in those eyes, and it made his entire body burn with fire.
He simply reached out his hand, pulled her eyelids down, and ordered in a cold voice:
"sleep!"
Quan Qiao wanted to open her eyes, but his big hands pressed on her eyes, not giving her any chance at all.
She twitched her eyelids, but finally gave up.
Strangely enough, she wasn't sleepy at all, but when she nestled in his arms, her nostrils were filled with his cool and pleasant scent.
She actually felt sleepiness rising up little by little, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
She worked on the plan for a long time last night and didn't fall asleep until four in the morning. Her nap at noon was full of nightmares.
With him hugging her at this moment, she felt sleepy uncontrollably and slowly closed her eyes.
Fu Yi held her in his arms the whole time.
One hand served as a pillow for her, holding her shoulders.
One hand naturally protected her waist to prevent her from rolling down.
Quan Qiao's small body was completely protected in his arms, like an ordinary little girl.
She felt more at ease than ever before and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Yi noticed that her breathing was gradually becoming stable, then he opened his eyes and looked at her little face.
It is a beauty that can amaze everyone at first sight.
But if you look closely, you can find that there is a story and charm between her eyebrows.
That kind of story makes people feel distressed.
What did she go through that would make her hide away and cry alone, yet act so heartless in front of others?
Thinking of her life experience, a trace of obvious heartache flashed across his eyes.
Didn't ask anything, just stayed with her quietly.
The afternoon sun was blocked outside the curtains, leaving only extremely warm and soft light.
When the wind blows, the curtains flutter and sway slightly, and the room is filled with a light, healing warmth.
Quan Qiao slept very soundly, without any nightmares or any anxiety.
It was like finding a peaceful valley of flowers in a chaotic world of war, with someone to shelter her from the wind and rain and support her.
When I woke up again, it was an hour later.
All the fatigue in the body was completely cleared away, leaving only relaxation.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Yi's noble and extraordinary face.
He was not asleep, his eyes were open, and he seemed to be looking at her all the time.
She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "It's so boring just looking at it, don't you want to put it into practice and try it?"
Fu Yi: ...
This woman is not fit to talk.
He said in a deep voice: "Quan Qiao, don't always pretend to be so heartless and nonchalant.
You can tell me anything, we are engaged."
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