Cen Zhiqiao woke up due to the smell of cigarette smoke. She opened her eyes. The pain all over her body made her frown, but she didn't say anything. She just turned to look at Gu Nianchen who was sitting on the bedside.
There were no lights on in the room, and dim light came in through the window. Gu Nianchen sat there with his head tilted, a cigarette burning in his hand. He didn't move, he just let the cigarette burn, and the smoke rose up, blowing him away.
The whole person was enveloped, and for some reason, there was a vague feeling of unreality.
It was so close, but yet so far away. She couldn't help but feel flustered, and she said casually: "Gu Nianchen..."
The figure obviously paused, and then turned around. Cen Zhiqiao seemed to see a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes. The light was too dark, so she couldn't see clearly, but she was still stunned.
"What's wrong with you?" The happiness of being pregnant for the first time was buried by the sudden uneasiness, and she panicked.
Gu Nianchen put out the cigarette in his hand, got on the bed and lay down next to her. He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "I woke you up, I'm sorry."
The faint smell of tobacco hit his nose, and Cen Zhiqiao frowned subconsciously: "Why do you smoke? Are you worried?"
Maybe she didn't understand men very well, especially Gu Nianchen. Even now, she still couldn't guess his thoughts at all.
"No, I just can't sleep." He kissed her face, gestured, and pressed her to her chest.
He only wore a bathrobe and hugged her. Her hands subconsciously pressed his chest. The touch on the bottom of her hands seemed to spread from her fingertips.
His face suddenly turned red.
It seems that I only remembered being shy at this time.
"That..." I didn't know what to say, so I had to bury my head deeply in his arms, and my face felt hot for a while.
Looking at the person in his arms, Gu Nianchen was lost for a moment, and then his smile deepened. In the dark night, his eyes were as bright as stars, as if they were shining into her heart.
"I'm so tired of you, I'm sorry." The low laughter spread, and it sounded like it was intentional. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned, and his previous uneasiness was swept away. He clenched his pink fist and aimed at his chest.
Note: "Gu Nianchen, you bad guy, you are disgusting!"
It's better to say it's a beating than a coquettish one. The collision of ice and fire. Gu Nianchen took advantage of the situation and grabbed her mischievous hand and pecked her mouth: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, but there is nothing I can do.
Calling you so sweet..."
Almost whispering, the hot air in his ears encouraged, Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help but blush and his heart beat, this person...
"I hate it, I won't pay attention to you, I'm going to sleep."