Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Although the air conditioner is turned on in the room, it is inevitable that I will not catch a cold.

He took off his coat, put it on Luo Qian's body, lazily picked up Luo Qian, and walked to the bedroom.

Having just returned, Luo Qian, who was shivering in Song Gang's arms with a chill all over, couldn't help shivering, opened those tired eyes, and looked up at the top of her head.

A familiar face, flying thick black eyebrows, and a pair of moderately thick lips.

Raising her hand and touching that cheek, Luo Qian finally relaxed and fell asleep again in Song Gang's arms.

Song Gang looked at this cute look, sighed in his heart, carried Luo Qian steadily into the bedroom, carefully and gently put her on the bed, pulled the quilt aside, covered her, After staring at it for a while, I went to the bathroom.

The warm water hit the body, which was indescribably comfortable, and dispelled the chill brought by the dusty body, and the fatigue of running around for days also dissipated a bit.

The black hair, because it was stained with water, was attached to the scalp in strands, and the tips of the hair were still dripping with water.

When he returned to the bedroom, the person on the bed had already opened his eyes and was staring at him.

Smiling softly at Luo Qian, Song Gang wiped his hair with a towel and asked softly, "Why don't you continue to sleep?"

Luo Qian shook her head, "I can't sleep."

In a daze of consciousness, he came back.

Thinking it was a dream, he fell asleep again.

Waking up suddenly, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, I realized that this is real and not a dream.

I haven't seen you for just a few days, but the longing in my heart is like a city, entangled in my heart.

He got up and sat up, took the towel in Song Gang's hand, let him lean half in his arms, and wiped his hair carefully.

Luo Qian had thought about such a warm scene countless times, but she didn't want it to be the man in front of her who gave herself everything.

The corners of his lips curled into a smile unconsciously, and he lowered his eyes, only to see that Song Gang's eyes had been closed, and he was breathing slowly and evenly.

He ran his fingers through Song Gang's hair, took the towel and wiped it gently for him a few times before putting it aside.

If you go to bed without drying your hair, it is not good for your health.

Just maintaining this posture, Luo Qian stared at the figure in her arms for a long time.

In the past few days, because of my daughter's affairs, I must be very tired.

I wanted to ask about Xiaotong's situation, but seeing that his face was already asleep, with traces of fatigue still on it, I couldn't bear to wake him up after all.

Raising his hand, he turned off the lamp beside the bed, and instantly the room was plunged into darkness.

She put herself in his warm embrace, hugged his thin waist tightly, buried her head in his chest, listened to the powerful heartbeat, and gradually fell asleep.

The gentle moonlight shines through the window and hits the two figures, which is extraordinarily harmonious and beautiful.

The years are quiet, and the bright half moon quietly hides in the clouds, as if shy.

……

A good night's sleep.

In the early morning, a rain fell without warning.

There is a hint of coolness in the air, but it is not as cold as in winter.

Ning Xiaotong stood in front of the huge French windows, quietly looking into the distance, very engrossed, motionless, not knowing what she was thinking.

The oncoming wind blew across his cheeks, and even some raindrops fell on his face.

As soon as Huangfu Lin walked down the stairs, she saw her beautiful side face, quiet and soft, her hair was slightly disheveled by the wind.

There was a sense of unreality in the trance.