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Chapter 71
"Are you happy eating?" Chen Yiqian propped his elbows on the edge of the table, watching Shen Yao sitting on the side, her cheeks puffed up occasionally, like a little hamster stealing his own food.

Shen Yao's hand holding Baozi paused for a moment, then brought the food in her hand to Chen Yiqian's mouth, and asked vaguely: "Do you want to eat?"

The steamed stuffed bun was still hot when it was delivered, exuding a white mist, Shen Yao took a bite out of the outer skin inside, and the pale golden soup gathered at the gap.

Chen Yiqian lowered his eyes and turned his head to avoid it. His long eyelashes cast a fine halo of light, his forehead hair was slightly wet and drooped to the side: "No, just eat it yourself."

Shen Yao knew that Chen Yiqian was picky, so she didn't force him anymore, and quickly settled the meal in her hand.

After the two of them turned off the lights and went to bed, the surrounding air was silent, only the sound of their breathing remained.

Shen Yao lay flat on the bed stiffly, she didn't know where to put her nervous hands and feet, so she could only hold the quilt on her chest nervously with her hands, trying to get sleepy.

Facts have proved that when people are highly stressed, they will unconsciously boost their spirits, making it difficult to fall asleep.

She sighed, opened her eyes again and stared at the ceiling above the hotel, accepting the fact that she would not be able to sleep tonight.

"Can't sleep?"

Chen Yiqian's voice came from one side, a little hoarse and slightly tired, like the whisper of summer night wind.

He coughed lightly, turned sideways and took Shen Yao's hand on the quilt, and the scent of flowers and fruits after bathing rushed in: "There is nothing to be nervous about, and I won't eat you."

After hearing Chen Yiqian's voice, Shen Yao let go of her originally tense nerves. She lightly adjusted her stiff arms, turned over unexpectedly and bumped into Chen Yiqian's arms.

The warm body temperature invaded her body by surprise, and the floral and fruity fragrance of the shower gel became stronger. She opened her eyes wide in the dark, and her fingers grasped the tie around Chen Yiqian's waist in panic. She took the initiative to throw her arms around his waist.

Chen Yiqian's figure froze for a moment, his body tensed unconsciously, feeling the novel touch on his body.

This was the first time that the two of them had such intimate physical contact. She was only so small, just like the darling raised at home, she just curled up in his arms quietly.

He bent his arms, blocking Shen Yao's escape, and took her into his arms: "Can't you sleep? I can coax you to sleep."

His hand gradually moved downstream, and finally drooped on her back, patting her lightly, humming an out-of-key song, the rhythm was somewhat familiar.

Shen Yao buried her head in Chen Yiqian's arms, her tense body gradually relaxed under his caress.

Even though she faintly felt that something was wrong, the heavier eyelids made her have no time to think about it, she just felt her head was groggy, gradually drifting away with the song hummed from Chen Yiqian's mouth.

Hearing the smoother breathing of the person in his arms, Chen Yiqian slightly lowered his head, brushed the messy hair hanging from her face, and finally kissed her forehead lightly.

"Good night."

When she woke up in the morning, Shen Yao's head was resting on Chen Yiqian's chest, a corner of her porcelain-white skin was exposed, and her pajamas were hanging crookedly on her waist, and she felt dizzy when she moved slightly.

"Chen Yiqian." Shen Yao opened her mouth, the hoarseness in her voice made her startled, and she could only lean her slightly raised head on Chen Yiqian's body again, "It's so uncomfortable."

He obviously didn't do anything, how could he feel like he had done everything.

(End of this chapter)