She rubbed her eyes, looked at the bright sky outside the window and replied, "I have fallen before."
He took one of her hands and suggested: "Then I will get you a chain to tie one hand and the other end to the bedside, so that you won't wake up in the morning and look for you all over the bed."
She shook his hand back, intertwined her fingers with his, and asked doubtfully: "Is there any?"
He took her hand and put it on his waist, moving closer to her. "If I hadn't looked for it, I wouldn't have found you under the quilt."
"But you can't tie me up like a puppy." She threw herself into his arms and leaned lazily on his chest.
Qiao Ye raised his arms and put his arms around her shoulders, stroking her skin. "Okay, then I'll hold you tight and prevent you from rolling all over the bed again."
When she heard this, she looked up at him and retorted: "What? The bed is full of people."
He paused for a moment, then thought about it and said, "Didn't we just roll over the bed last night?"
She looked away shyly, "I'm so embarrassed if I don't say whether this is okay or not." Last night, they were first on the bed, then accidentally went too far, on the floor, and then on the sofa again. Alas, I can't think about it anymore.
He hugged her and lay across the big bed. The width of the bed was just enough for his height. Under the white quilt, the two of them hugged each other naked and chatted leisurely.
"Okay, don't say it. I missed going to the company today, so I'll go after breakfast with you."
She said happily: "Haha, this means that the king will not go to court early from now on."
He rubbed his chin on the top of her hair and asked, "Have you achieved your goal?"
She pursed her lips and smiled proudly, "Don't frame me falsely. It was you who didn't get up and leave."
"Who makes the bed with you so warm?" As he said, his big palm touched the plumpness next to her arm.
Xie Yunshu hurriedly pushed him away, broke away from his arms, and jumped out of bed. "Hey, I'm ignoring you. I'm going to wash up and have breakfast. You can continue to lie down."
He half-sited up with his arms and said, "I'll go down and help you get something to eat first."
She put on her nightgown and looked at him with doubt, "So great?"
"Sure." He also stood up and went to the clothes rack to get his nightgown. As he said this, he wanted to get closer to her and make out.
She hurriedly dodged his clutches and turned towards the bathroom, "You should just pretend I didn't say anything."
Qiao Ye stood there, "..."
She walked past the window, turned around and looked out through the gap in the curtains. In the courtyard, the driver, Master Zhang, was standing next to the car.
He said, "You forgot that the driver is still waiting for you."
Qiao Ye then remembered that the driver was still waiting for him downstairs as usual. "Yes, I made them wait again."
She shook her head deliberately and sighed: "It's so pitiful to be your subordinate." Then she turned and entered the bathroom.
He let go of the curtains, stood at the bathroom door and watched her tie up her long hair. He smiled and asked, "Wouldn't it be more pitiful to be my wife?"
She rolled up her long hair randomly and fixed it with a hairpin, "I'm not pitiful, and I don't have to wait to serve you all the time." The face of herself in the mirror was like a peach blossom, full of tenderness.
"Listening to what you said, I know you don't have the professional ethics of a wife." He said seriously.
Xie Yunshu glanced at him and exposed his lesson, "What are you making up to fool me?"
Qiao Ye was speechless: "...". He walked to her side and looked closely at the kiss mark he left on her cheek.
But she waved his hand and pushed him away, then stopped brushing her teeth and said willfully: "Stand aside and don't stop me from brushing my teeth."
He had no choice but to say, "Honey, you are getting bolder and bolder now."