When Wen Yao woke up, she was alone in the bed.

The curtains in the room were half opened, letting in light.

She was confused for a moment, then sat up suddenly and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside.

It's almost nine o'clock!

She was so frightened that she rolled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom in a hurry.

As soon as she opened the door and walked to the sink, something flashed in front of her eyes. She frowned and looked over. Her whole body seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, and she suddenly froze in place.

Even the pupils shrank.

Yan Sui stood inside the frosted glass, facing her direction, looking at her calmly and indifferently.

Putting his hands on the waistband of his pants, he stopped because of the sudden movement she made.

Then he pulled it up expressionlessly, fastened the button with his fingertips, and tightened the belt and buckled it properly.

After everything was done, he raised his hand and patted down the toilet seat and flushed it.

Then he raised his eyebrows at Wen Yao, who was completely stunned, "You still want to read?"

There was a hint of morning hoarseness and a hint of joking in that voice.

He came over and stood next to her, washing his hands in an orderly manner, and then glanced in the mirror at the gentle and dazed man who had not regained consciousness for a long time and said, "It's so early in the morning. Why are you in a daze?"

Wen Yao moved her eyes and glanced at his suit pants. It was as if someone had strangled her throat and she couldn't make any sound.

His face had turned red from holding back the pressure.

No matter how stupid she is, she still knows what he just did.

His eyelashes trembled, and his gaze inadvertently passed over his lower abdomen, and the scene he had just seen appeared in his mind for no reason.

Something wrapped in dark blue cloth...

...such a big group.

Too big to be ignored...

It's over.

Wen Yao felt like she was going to smoke, couldn't breathe, and was about to faint.

If she had known in advance that she would see this scene when she broke in, she would rather sleep a little longer.

I originally thought he had left, but I didn't expect him to be in the bathroom!

Her gentle eyes seemed to have been burned, and she quickly moved away. She licked her dry lips, and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from her throat: "...You, you didn't leave."

Suddenly there was a cold feeling on my forehead.

Wen Yao was startled, and her whole body became stiff.

Yan Sui had just washed his hands and before he had a chance to wipe them, he put his hand on her forehead and then took it back briefly.

"You don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Wen Yao: "..."

Yan Sui looked at her face, which was as red as anything, with a faint smile on her lips, but her tone was extraordinarily light and casual.

"After washing up, come out and have breakfast. Move quickly."

After saying this, Yan immediately turned around and left the bathroom.

Wen Yao was left spinning and digesting the shock and fright he had just experienced.

After Yan Sui left.

The gentle chest rose and fell violently several times.

She bit her lip and then looked at herself in the mirror.

His face was unusually red, the ends of his eyes were flushed with crimson, his lips were a little moist from biting them, and his eyes were bright under the light, making him look like he was looking at her with eyes.

Wen Yao lowered her head suddenly, grabbed a handful of cold water and poured it on her face.

calm down.

Gentle and calm.

Then she realized that she couldn't calm down at all.

Ah, going crazy.

When will she stop being embarrassed in front of Yan Sui?

…

After Wen Yao came out of the bathroom, she felt exhausted.

There was no one in the room, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to prevent some accidents from happening again, she walked over and locked the door before going to change clothes.

After some preparation, he carefully opened the door and stuck his head out to look outside.

I saw Yan Sui's back at the dining table.

Wen Yao stood up straight, lowered her head and took a look at her attire. After confirming that it was correct, she walked over slowly with her head held high.

He glanced at the breakfast on the table and sat down slowly and elegantly.

Yan Sui didn't speak to her, but was looking at the fashion magazine in his hand.

very good.

Wen Yao lowered her head and started to do it alone.

It looked like it was a set meal delivered by the hotel, including bacon sandwich, black forest cake, milk, and a matcha-flavored ice cream on the glassware next to it.

Wen Yao felt that she needed to cool herself down and reached out to touch the ice cream.

"do not move."

Yan Sui seemed to have an extra pair of eyes. He didn't know where he saw her actions. Through the magazine covering his face, a cold voice came to him.

Wen Yao paused with his hands and stopped in mid-air.

After a few seconds, Wen Yao glanced at him and felt that he might not be talking to her, but might be answering the phone.

Then she continued to reach over, her fingertips resting on the edge of the glass, and a hint of joy appeared between her eyebrows.

Seeing such a pleasant color of matcha in the morning made her feel very happy.

He was about to pick it up and put it towards himself.

"I told you not to move, can't you hear me?"

The magazine covering the man's face was removed, and Yan Sui's cold and solemn face appeared openly in Wen Yao's field of vision.

He looked at her coldly, frowning, as if looking at a naughty child who was disobedient and sensible, with an extremely serious expression.

I don't know if the slave nature in her body broke out, but Wen Yao really stopped her hand, looked at him timidly, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Yan Sui glanced at the matcha ice cream and put it in front of him.

The gentle gaze followed the past, which was so heartbreaking.

"You ate ice so early in the morning and your stomach doesn't want it anymore?"

Wen Yao felt that he was really lenient, and when she looked at him, she didn't say anything to resist.

Silently, he picked up the sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yan Sui calmed down some of his emotions and continued to read the magazine.

Wen Yao took two sips of milk, thought of something, and looked at him, "Did you turn off my alarm clock this morning?"

During this time, she would stay up late at night to avoid being unable to get up in the morning, so she set three alarm clocks in a row.

As a result, she didn't hear any noise this morning.

When he mentioned this matter, Yan Sui seemed to think of something unpleasant, and frowned slightly: "Yeah."

In fact, he didn't like people sleeping with him. Wen Yao broke his habit. He was very uncomfortable for a while, but later he got used to it.

He didn't sleep deeply or lightly last night, but he underestimated Wen Yao.

Her sleeping posture has always been bad.

At first I wanted to stay away from him, but after I fell asleep, I moved my hands and feet without saying a word, and clung to him like an octopus, making me very restless.

He pushed it away, but it didn't work several times, and the evil fire came out of him.

For a moment, I even thought that I should agree to her suggestion and open an extra room.

After she calmed down, Yan Sui went to sleep, and not long after, the alarm clock she set rang.

It's simply unbearable.

Wen Yao looked at his face that turned gloomy, and she swallowed all the questions and dissatisfaction she had originally had.
To be continued...