[Chapter 11 Chapter 338 Sister, I Just Want to Be Your Dog 11]
The housekeeper looked at Rong Yi and felt that something seemed different.
When Rong Yi took away the breakfast and passed by him on the way upstairs, the housekeeper looked at his back and felt like he saw a peacock with its tail spread out.
It's that kind of colorful peacock.
Rong Yi didn't know what the butler was thinking.
At this moment, he returned to his room with breakfast and locked the door as usual when he entered.
After closing the door, the room became dark again.
The curtains have been drawn since last night and haven't been opened yet.
Rong Yi placed the breakfast on the bedside table, then walked to the window and opened the end of the bed.
The light burst into the room with great force, and the room suddenly became bright.
However, this little light did not affect the person sleeping on the bed.
"Miss, wake up and eat something before going to sleep."
Rong Yi moved to the bedside and forcibly woke up Wen Shinian who was still asleep.
Wen Shinian, who was severely sleep-deprived, slapped him in the face.
"Leave me alone."
"My dear lady, after you finish your breakfast, I'll coax you to sleep, okay?"
Rong Yi laughed and caught Wen Shinian's falling hand, holding it in his palm and squeezing it twice lovingly.
The delicate and soft little hands are beautiful and soft, and the thin skin even has a pinkish tint.
Wen Shinian frowned, tore open his swollen eyelids, and stared at Rong Yi with resentment.
If she didn't have the strength to bite, she would really want to bite Rong Yi.
But I was indeed hungry.
To be exact, I was hungry at midnight yesterday.
Wen Shinian lay half dead in Rong Yi's arms, hesitating between sleeping after eating and waking up hungry.
Rong Yi protected Wen Shinian with one hand. While she was hesitating, he turned around, picked up the white porridge and fed it to her directly.
The porridge was a little cold, but it was just right for Wen Shinian who couldn't wait.
Maybe he was very hungry. He used to only eat a small amount of Wen Shinian, but after extreme exercise, he drank a whole bowl.
Seeing that she had a good appetite, Rong Yi coaxed her to eat two steamed dumplings and a crystal bun.
During the process, Wen Shinian closed his eyes again and chewed completely by instinct.
After she was full, Rong Yi brought her some water to rinse her mouth.
When I lay back on the bed, I felt so comfortable.
Rong Yi coaxed Wen Shinian to sleep, ate the remaining breakfast, and started to clean up the mess.
The toilet paper piled up by the bed was thrown into the trash can.
Throw in the knotted rubber bag as well.
Wen Shinian's triangle body cloth...
Rong Yi hesitated for a second and looked back guiltily.
Wen Shinian fell asleep quietly, breathing steadily.
Rong Yi withdrew his gaze, held it in his hand devoutly, and his Adam's apple rolled silently.
His head slowly lowered, and the clothes in his hands slowly moved closer.
After a few seconds, the face was pressed against the soft fabric.
Rong Yi's brows rippled, and a sigh of satisfaction echoed in the room.
…
After half an hour, Rong Yi got up and went to the bathroom to wash.
He turned back to tidy up the room and took the opportunity to see if Wen Shinian was sleeping soundly.
After everything was cleaned up, he took another shower, climbed onto the bed carefully, and carefully held Wen Shinian in his arms.
Wen Shinian was sleeping soundly, and the noise of Rong Yi climbing onto the bed did not disturb her at all.
Even after feeling the familiar scent, he would snuggle up to it in his sleep.
Noticing Wen Shinian's unconscious actions, Rong Yi's eyes burst into an extremely fanatical emotion.
He suppressed the urge to do this or that to her, and restrained himself by lowering his head to place a kiss on her forehead, patting her back with his palm to comfort her.
After falling in love with Wen Shinian, he seemed to have developed "Wen Shinian hunger syndrome".
He wanted to stick to her all the time, wanted to be in close contact with her all the time, wanted it to be like last night.
I really, really like it.
Why do you like it so much?
Rong Yi's smile was full of spring, and he hugged Wen Shinian tenderly and rubbed against her.
“Nian Nian…”
…
It was already past two o'clock when Wen Shinian woke up after getting enough sleep.
When I woke up, Rong Yi was still by my side.
The boy with long arms and legs clung to her like an octopus, and every time she moved, his hug would become tighter.
"Rong Yi, Rong Yi..."
Wen Shinian gently pushed Rong Yi.
The boy did not respond.
Wen Shinian stopped and looked at Rong Yi's sleeping face.
Her eyes first swept across his thick and long eyelashes, then slid across his high nose bridge, and finally, landed on his thin and soft lips.
She stretched out her fingers and gently pressed Rong Yi's lips to trace them.
The boy's thick eyelashes trembled.
Wen Shinian applied slight force with his index finger and slowly moved closer.
Just when they were about to touch, Wen Shinian's fingers moved to Rong Yi's cheek, pinching the cheek flesh with his index finger and thumb, applying a little force.
"Stop pretending. Now that you're awake, carry me to wash up."
Rong Yi, who was exposed, hugged Wen Shinian regretfully, opened his eyes, met Wen Shinian's smiling eyes, and shamelessly moved closer to seek benefits for himself.
He touched Wen Shinian's lips and stood up before she got angry.
The quilt on Wen Shinian was taken away as Rong Yi stood up, and the hidden beauty was exposed to the air one by one.
Rong Yi's eyes tightened and his gaze froze.
Wen Shinian didn't care about his gaze at all, and sat up with his upper body supported as if nothing had happened.
After she sat down, she slowly turned her eyes to the side and glanced at Rong Yi.
"Just take care of your things. If you don't want them anymore, I can help you throw them away anytime."
These days, Rong Yi has also figured out Wen Shinian's temper and is not afraid of her flirtatious words at all.
He went up to her and held Wen Shinian's hand.
"Don't you like it, miss?"
The temperature of Rong Yi's palm was very hot, burning the back of her hand.
But the temperature of the back of the hand is not as high as that of the palm.
Wen Shinian lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent.
Rong Yi leaned on her, his head rubbing against her shoulder.
The soft black hair brushed against her cheeks and neck, and the itchy feeling it brought spread all the way to her heart.
Wen Shinian's eyelashes trembled slightly and his fingertips moved slightly.
The boy's breathing hitched, and as he gasped, it became low and heavy.
It sounds so sexy to my ears.
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