The car drove all the way home. In silence, Qiao Ye drove seriously, with Xie Yunshu beside him, and gradually felt sleepy. Unknowingly, he leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep.
Twenty minutes later, Qiao Ye finally drove the car into the yard and parked it in the parking space in front of the villa. He turned to look at her in the passenger seat, who was sleeping deeply. He didn't want to wake her up, so he had to get out of the car first.
Open the door, go back to the car and take her out.
Walking into the living room at home, Qiao Ye discovered that she was wearing a coat that she had not seen before. It was a dark red color and was different from her usual style. Furong must have borrowed it from her.
Looking closely at her under the lamp, her red-lined skin is white and rosy, making her look delicate and yet pure. She is like a kitten nestled in his arms, sleeping soundly.
Seeing that she still didn't wake up, Qiao Ye carried her to the bedroom upstairs.
He gently put her on the bed, took off her coat and shoes, covered her with a quilt, turned on the air conditioner and set the appropriate temperature, then sat by the bed and watched her sleeping face quietly.
She breathed steadily. He admired her for a moment, but also felt sleepy. He took off his clothes, lay down on the quilt and fell asleep with her.
After lying there for a while, he remembered that her underwear might hinder her breathing, so he reached out to unzip her skirt and unbuttoned her underwear through her tube top. But she was lying flat and it was difficult to reach the row of small buttons on her back. Qiao
Ye had no choice but to stand up, bend over her and lift her back with one hand, and put his other hand around her back to fumble for the bra button again.
This period of tossing made Xie Yunshu wake up. In a hazy state, he felt someone groping his body.
She opened her eyes and saw Qiao Ye leaning over her, taking off her clothes.
She frowned, pushed away his clutches, and asked, "Qiao Ye! What are you doing?"
He knew that she must have misunderstood, so he explained: "I'm afraid that your underwear will affect your breathing, so I want to help you untie it."
She sat up from the bed, looked down at her scattered skirt, and asked again: "Why didn't you wake me up? Do you want to take advantage of me to sleep..." With an unbelievable smirk on her face, she looked sideways at him.
Qiao Ye broke out in a cold sweat, pulled the quilt and lay back on the bed. "Witch wife, what are you thinking about in your little head?"
She stepped forward and grabbed his quilt to prevent him from sleeping, and teased: "Hey, you won't admit it when I wake up, right?"
Qiao Ye was speechless, why did she think so badly of herself?
"I have to work tomorrow, so go to sleep."
He reached out to pull her arm, but she dodged it. He stopped teasing and said, "Okay, then I'll change into my pajamas, and you're not allowed to look at me."
He turned over and turned to the other side of the bed, with his back to her. "Okay, I won't look."
She watched him turn to lie on his side, got up and went to the bed, took off all his original clothes, changed into a nightgown, and then lay back on the bed.
"Okay, I've finished changing."
Qiao Ye turned back and lay on his side opposite her, put his big hands around her waist, and said with a smile: "I don't want to look at it, it's mine anyway." As he said that, he tickled her waist.
Xie Yunshu was restrained and scratched by him, and her resistance was useless, so she reached out to scratch him. However, she found that he was not ticklish at all. She had to hide back, but he pursued her all the way and continued to take an active offensive on her waist.
The two of them had a close fight, and their limbs were immediately entangled, showing that they were equally powerful.
She laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, but she still caught his weakness and said: "Qiao Ye, do you believe it or not that I will plant a bunch of red marks on your neck tomorrow morning so that you can't go to work?"
