By the time she opened her eyes, it was already noon.
She pushed herself up and found that she was sleeping on the bed in the bedroom. She clearly remembered that she was sleeping on the sofa.
Also, what about cold words?
Xia Nuo got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. When she saw everything in the living room, her eyes widened in surprise.
In the corner of the living room, there is a Christmas tree, which is covered with colorful boxes and bells. The stars on the top are twinkling, very beautiful.
On the dining table, there is a pot of mushroom stewed chicken and a plate of braised pork.
Leng Yan came out of the kitchen, put the two plates of hot dishes on the table, then took off his apron and walked to her.
"Did you do it?" Xia Nuo asked knowingly, and couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth beautifully.
Leng Yan hugged her waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said with a smile: "Well, did you sleep well?"
Xia Nuo hooked his neck and touched his forehead: "I slept well, how about you, did you rest?"
Like her, he didn't sleep last night and got up again to cook in the morning. She suspected that he didn't sleep at all.
Leng Yan nodded: "I hugged you and slept for several hours, and I almost didn't want to get up."
If he wasn't worried that she would be hungry when she woke up, he would have wanted to hold her in bed and sleep for eternity.
Xia Nuo knew how considerate he was, so she raised her head and kissed his face, smiling and saying, "For the sake of cooking, I'll give you a reward."
Leng Yan pointed at his lips dissatisfied, but Xia Nuo didn't hesitate and kissed his lips generously. But he clasped the back of her head, changed from passive to active, and deepened the kiss.
His tongue stuck into her mouth, and he couldn't get enough of her sweet lips. He hugged her tightly, and the kiss became more and more passionate, and then he came to her soft neck.
Xia Nuo stroked his hot body and felt that her legs were weak and she couldn't stand still.
She was afraid that neither of them could control themselves, so she hurriedly pushed him: "Eat, I'm hungry."
Leng Yan reluctantly let her go, his dark eyes blurred and hot.
He really couldn't kiss her enough, he really wanted to eat her whole and make her belong to him completely.
But they had only been together yesterday, and he was afraid of scaring her, so he could only try to hold back the surging desire in his body.
"Let's go eat." He pulled her over to sit down, served her rice himself, and scooped out a bowl of chicken soup.
Xia Nuo's eyes couldn't help but turn red while eating the familiar food.
Leng Yan hurriedly hugged her and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"
Xia Nuo gave him a comforting smile: "It's okay, I just haven't eaten the food you cooked for a long time."
She had a bad appetite and had a problem with her mouth. In order to let her eat more food, he specially learned cooking skills. And the food she loved most was the food he cooked.
Leng Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, rubbed her head with his big hand, and smiled fondly: "I'll cook it for you from now on, okay?"
Xia Nuo's eyes were moist again.
Her father has never been so kind to her.
She nodded vigorously and demanded, "I want you to cook for me for the rest of my life."
Leng Yan was startled, he held her hand tightly and said very solemnly: "You said this yourself, don't go back on it."
"I will never regret it."
Some people spend their entire lives without finding the most suitable person, while some people can find it in an instant. She is sure and certain that Leng Yan is the most suitable person in her life.
