Ren Yutong knew that she had fallen asleep. She had been too busy recently and felt pain, so she fell into a dream. In this dream, there was a warm and sunny smell, clean and thorough, and she felt warm all over her body.
Someone gently caressed her hair, making her want to act coquettishly.
She hated the sticky sweat in summer. Who wiped the sweat from her forehead over and over again without getting tired of it. Gradually the pain disappeared and she began to feel hot. Who sent her a gentle breeze to sweep away the sweltering heat?
feeling.
Ren Yutong wanted to open her eyes, but was afraid of waking up from her dream. She opened her eyes slightly and saw a tall figure leaning against the head of the bed in the dim light, her head pressed tightly in his arms.
He held a clean towel in one hand and something similar to a textbook in the other hand to fan the wind. Ren Yutong raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Ah...are you dreaming? Who is that?
In her sleep, Ren Yutong stretched out her hand in a daze and gently pulled the corner of his clothes. She used all her strength to hold the corner of his clothes tightly in her hands, for fear that he would disappear when she woke up from the dream.
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The sun was dazzling, and Ren Yutong opened his eyes in a daze. His whole body was lazily. Although the pain in his abdomen was still throbbing, it was already tolerable. But the first thing that caught his eye was Zhan Ye leaning crookedly on the head of the bed.
His body looked tired, as if he had just fallen asleep.
A lot of memories rolled through Ren Yutong's mind. Yesterday, she fainted from pain because her "good friend" arrived early, and it was during her first date with Zhan Ye.
It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing, and what's even more embarrassing is that she was taken care of like this by Zhan Ye all night. The person who wiped her sweat and fanned her in the dream was Zhan Ye, because now her hand is still tightly clenched
Wearing Zhan Ye's clothes.
With her cheeks burning hot, Ren Yutong immediately got up and prepared breakfast for Zhan Ye after washing up. As a wife, she had the obligation to take good care of her husband.
But just as Ren Yutong stood up, Zhan Ye, who was always well-trained, opened his eyes alertly, glanced at his little wife who was trying to escape from him, and grabbed her arm angrily.
"Where are you going?"
When Zhan Ye got up early in the morning, his voice was deeper and hoarse, but surprisingly sexy, which actually made Ren Yutong's heart beat faster inexplicably.
"Good morning, Chief, um... I'm going to wash up, and here, I'll make breakfast for you."
Zhan Ye rubbed his sore shoulders. As expected, it was very uncomfortable to sit and sleep. "No, after you wash up, lie down and I'll prepare breakfast for you. I'll take you to the hospital later."