He raised his hand and gently scraped the tip of her small nose. His deep eyes were as deep and broad as the sea.
She lay in his arms and nodded with a shy smile.
After dinner, Yu Nianen cleaned up the kitchen, washed her hands and came out. Rong Beiming was already lying on his back on the sofa, asleep. She walked over and picked up the remote control panel and turned off the TV. Then she squatted next to him and stroked him gently.
Looking at his tired face.
His work was quite busy, especially at the end of the year, and he often couldn't go home for dinner. She sighed quietly in her heart, if it weren't for her, he would have had more choices.
She leaned over and kissed him on the face, got up, went to the bathroom, and filled him with water to take a bath.
When the hot water was halfway down, she turned around and went to the living room to call him.
"Ming..." She whispered, stretched out her hand and shook his body gently, "Go and take a hot bath before going to sleep! The water has been put away."
Rong Beiming slowly opened his eyes and looked at her: "I fell asleep? I'm a little tired!"
"Go! Go take a bath, I put essential oil in it."
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In the bathroom, there are layers of hot air, and the hot air is mixed with the delicious aroma of essential oils.
Yu Nianen sat on the edge of the bathtub, and Rong Beiming lay in the bathtub, his head resting on her thigh, and her fingers gently massaged his head.
Because she often gave him massages to relieve his fatigue, and she also read books to learn some fingering techniques, so after just a while, Rong Beiming closed her eyes comfortably and enjoyed her tenderness and consideration.
"Nian En," after a while, he grabbed her hand, "Stop pressing it, let's bubble together?"
She laughed softly: "No, you wash it, and I'll wash it again. You are so tired today, so you took a bath and went to bed!"
"What? Are you questioning my physical strength?" He tried hard and almost pulled her into the bathtub.
Yu Nianen broke away from him with a smile and said, "Forget it, I won't stay here anymore. I'm going to take a shower in the guest bathroom." After that, she went out.
Rong Beiming looked back at the closed bathroom door, lay down, and closed his eyes tiredly.
His official duties are indeed very busy, with endless meetings, receptions, inspections...
His schedule during the day is full, and his whole body is like a spinning top. Even though he is made of iron, there are times when he feels that he can't bear it.
He just wanted to do his job in his position, and he was a very responsible man, so no matter how much hardship and fatigue he suffered, he silently endured it. Fortunately, he had Yu Nianen by his side, which was his greatest comfort.
After a while, Yu Nianen finished taking a bath in the guest bathroom, changed into pajamas and walked into the bedroom. The bed was still empty. She hurried over and opened the bathroom door.
Sure enough, Rong Beiming was lying in the bathtub again and fell asleep.
She sighed softly, her heart aching.
Gently, she walked over and woke him up with a gentle kiss.
Rong Beiming opened his eyes and saw tears shining in her crystal eyes. He turned sideways and wiped away her tears with his thumb and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired!"
"I know, get up and take a hot shower. The water in the bathtub is a little cold. Don't catch a cold." She reached out and dragged him up hard.
Rong Beiming had never been so tired before. He always had endless energy that made her jealous. Now, seeing him so tired, her heart felt like it was pierced by thorns, and it hurt.