This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Shen Yue looked around.

Sang Fan said: "The guest room is a bit messy, and it can only be occupied after cleaning it tomorrow."

Shen Yue nodded.

She was sitting on the sofa, her eyelashes drooping naturally, and a shadow fell under her pale eyelids, making her whole person exude a heart-warming tenderness.

Sang Fan's heartbeat accelerated for a moment, and his nerves were excited.

When he realized this, he immediately left his sight.

After a while, the atmosphere was quiet.

"I'm a little sleepy." Shen Yue raised her head and looked at him honestly.

Sang Fan: "...OK."

With the corners of his mouth tight, he immediately left and went back to the bedroom, who knew why he stood there like a fool.

In the middle of the night, Sang Fan tossed and turned, unable to sleep no matter what, looking at the dark ceiling, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The ears are extremely quiet.

There was no movement in the living room either, the girl should be asleep.

He got up from the bed, smoked a few cigarettes, his throat was a little thirsty, so he went to the refrigerator lightly to get a bottle of water.

The temperature of the air conditioner was a bit low, and the girl lying on the sofa was thin and petite, and the blanket was not covered properly, her arms were exposed.

Sang Fan watched for a long time before walking over slowly.

He leaned over and lifted the blanket to cover the girl, but for some reason, he didn't leave immediately, but squatted down slowly.

The faint fragrance from the tip of his nose made his pupils shrink slightly, and he frowned very slightly.

The last time I was on the lawn of the hospital, I seemed to fall asleep with this breath.

That was the first time he had slept so peacefully in the past six months.

He was sitting next to the sofa, with a thick carpet underneath, which was very comfortable.

In this dim light, Sang Fan's sight was like an invisible sharp sword, sweeping across every part of the girl's face.

Exquisite and beautiful, so clean that people can't bear to get their hands on it.

The breathing was very light, the rise and fall of the chest was very small, and the exhaled breath was like a feather, passing across the tip of his heart and provoking his nerves.

It was already late at night, and the moon was covered by dark clouds.

Sang Fan propped his chin with his hands, staring at the sleeping girl in front of him.

Maybe even he himself didn't realize that the creeping infatuation in those eyes was that person's creepy fascination.

The breath brushed over his face lightly, making him feel a strange sense of dizziness, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Then he heard his own heartbeat, sonorous and powerful.

He was lying on the side, his two long legs huddled together. This was not a comfortable position, because he was too tall, and there was always a sense of restraint when he was squeezed here, but he was reluctant to leave.

Just looking at the girl quietly, the faces of the two are very close, and their breaths are intertwined.

A sense of drowsiness has never been felt before, and Sang Fan has never felt this way. Just looking at it like this, his heart swells with a sense of satisfaction.

Then fell asleep until dawn.

Sleep until 8 o'clock.

When Sang Fan woke up, his eyes revealed calmness. He was sober as if he had never slept, but his spirit was unprecedentedly relaxed.

This time he no longer doubted.

No matter how weird it is, that's it.

The girl can inexplicably cure the insomnia that has been tormenting him for half a year.

This is a good thing, Sang Fan is already thinking about how to let the girl stay here for a few more days.

Shen Yue was awakened by a burst of fragrance, she became dazed and her hair was messed up.

Sang Fan just came out of the kitchen, holding a steaming porridge with preserved egg and lean pork in his hand.

Sang Fan looked at her with a low and pleasant voice.

"The guest room has been tidied up, and there is also a bathroom inside, go and wash up."

Shen Yue nodded obediently subconsciously, and went to the guest room to wash up.

Very hungry, Shen Yue finished washing quickly, looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the dining table, she looked at the man with eyes full of admiration.

"Wow! You are amazing."

This is a sincere exclamation.

The corner of Sang Fan's mouth curved slightly, it was very small, and it disappeared immediately.

Calm on the surface, he adjusted his breathing, and his voice was a little unsteady: "I can do a lot, and you will know later that these are nothing."

After hearing this, Shen Yue's eyes became even brighter.

Boys rarely cook, let alone cook such delicious food, so it is even rarer.

Anyway, none of the men around Shen Yue knew how to cook.

Whether it's her father or Jiang Bainian.

Shen Yue took a sip, her eyes widened, like a cute little white rabbit, "Blessed be your girlfriend from now on."

"is it?"

Sang Fan's tone was very light, but his voice was very magnetic, as if he just rolled his Adam's apple.

Shen Yue soon lost the mood to talk, and she didn't focus on this breakfast wholeheartedly.

It's really delicious.

Obviously the ingredients are the same, but the taste made by Sang Fan is much better than others, even comparable to the chef.

Anyway, I don't know how much better than the chef of the Shen family.

Every time the chef of the Shen family makes soup or porridge with medicinal food, no matter how delicious food is added with medicinal food, it will become bitter haha, the taste is extremely weird, and the original deliciousness has long been lost.

This also caused Shen Yue to have no appetite at all every time she ate, so she ate as little as she could.

Chef Shen's family cooks in different ways every day, but it still can't whet her appetite.

After eating, Shen Yue consciously washed the dishes obediently.

After washing the dishes meticulously, Shen Yue took out two pieces of paper to wipe her hands.

Sang Fan changed his clothes and came out. The clothes he wore today were different from those in the past. All the extremely simple black shirts outlined his perfect figure, with wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. Every inch was smooth and full of strength.

Two buttons were undone, exposing the collarbone.

Handsome and wild, exuding sexy hormones all the time.

He was originally handsome, but that mountain-like aura was oppressive.

Shen Yue wiped her hands clean, and asked politely: "Are you going out?"

Sang Fan was arranging his collar, and when he heard this, he paused for a moment, glanced at her, and nodded.

Shen Yue grabbed the corner of her clothes, thinking she should say something.

At this moment, Sang Fan's mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

Sang Fan walked over to answer the phone.

Xiao Yansheng's bluffing voice came from the other end of the phone, and that loud voice could be heard far away through the phone.

"Old Sang! Why haven't you arrived yet? Xia Qiong is already watching the exhibition, if you don't hurry up, you will be too late."

Sang Fan replied lightly, not in a hurry.

"almost."

"Where are you now?"

"On the way."

"Hurry up! Otherwise, you really won't be able to catch up, and you can't grasp such a good opportunity. Do you still want to chase Xia Qiong?"

Subconsciously, Sang Fan turned down the volume of the phone, glanced at the girl next to him from the corner of his eye, said a few perfunctory words in a low voice, and immediately hung up the phone.