The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 1039

Qingqian was half lying on Keigo Atobe's body, resting her head on his chest, her soft breath was scattered on Keigo Atobe's neck.

Atobe Keigo hooked the corners of his lips, put one hand on Qingqian's shoulder and the other on Qingqian's soft waist, and fell asleep very contentedly.

The next day, probably because he was finally able to fall asleep with Kiyoshi in his arms, Keigo Atobe's always punctual biological clock had no effect this time.

When Atobe Keigo opened his eyes, the hour hand of the wall clock on the wall was about to point to eight.

Atobe Keigo raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, usually at this time he had come back from his morning run and had breakfast, and was about to go to the company.

Atobe Keigo raised his eyes to look at the French windows again, the bright sunlight spilled on the ground through the cracks in the curtains, and Qingqian in his arms still maintained the posture last night sleeping soundly.

Well, the uncle has been looking forward to this scene for a long time, and he can't bear to get up at all, so... let's sleep for a while.

Atobe Keigo hooked the corners of his lips, and kissed the top of Qingqian's fragrant and soft hair. Grandpa wants to get up with Qianqian.

Downstairs, Atobe Tamaki was sitting in the living room, reading fashion magazines and drinking tea, while looking upstairs from time to time.

"Honey, I'm going to the company." Atobe Nobuichi came over, hugged Atobe Tamaki and kissed: "Is Jingwu still awake?"

"I guess he woke up a long time ago." Atobe Tamaki smiled and straightened his tie for her husband: "It should be to accompany Qianqian."

"That's fine too." Atobuxin nodded, turned his head and told the servant: "Don't bother the young master and young lady."

"It's up to you to say, they naturally know." Atobe Tamaki chuckled and sent Atobe Xinyi out.

Seeing that Nobube Atobe got into the car, Tamaki Atobe sat on the sofa and picked up the magazine again, and smiled and sighed how good it is to be young.

"Ma'am, when are you going to prepare breakfast for the young master and the young lady?" The servant was not sure about his shallow habits for a while.

"You can prepare it at nine o'clock." Atobe Tamaki put down the magazine in his hand, and instructed: "Instruct the chef in charge of Chinese dishes to prepare Xiaolongbao, our family Qianqian likes this. "

"Ma'am, don't worry, the chef knows about it." The servant smiled and nodded.

"There is also grape juice, this must be prepared at all times." Atobe Tamaki nodded.

"Okay ma'am," the servant nodded, "does the young master have the same breakfast as the young madam?"

"Jingwu, he can eat whatever he wants." Atobe Tamaki pursed the corners of his lips: "The main reason is that Qianqian's breakfast must be prepared delicately."

"...Good lady." The servant mourned for Jingwu Atobe in his heart. Why did he feel that after the young lady came in, the young master was not his own.

Atobe Tamaki guessed that there was nothing wrong, and it was almost 09:30 when Kiyoshi woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Kiyoshi met Keigo Atobe's chin.

Atobe Keigo woke up early, blinked his eyes at Qingqian, then lifted the quilt and sat up with a grunt.

"What's the matter, are you sleepy?" Keigo Atobe smiled lightly and sat up.

"No," Qingqian shook her head, and glanced at Atobe Keigo hesitantly: "Why did I lie on top of you when I woke up?"

"What do you think?" Keigo Atobe sighed helplessly, "I can't stop you if you insist on lying on your stomach, I almost couldn't even breathe."

(End of this chapter)