The world's sweetest

Chapter 1237
In the darkness, Xue Wenwen didn't even dare to breathe, let alone move.

Xiang Xiuyun's breathing was right next to her ear, and she could feel his gradual and gentle breathing.

He didn't touch her.

At this moment, Xue Wenwen didn't know what mood he was in.

She likes him, and she likes every moment with him. Although she is nervous and afraid, she also longs for his touch.

That kind of sweetness, like eating candy, makes people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.

But now, he was sleeping peacefully by her side, like a broken honey pot, although it was still sweet, it was mixed with other flavors.

Xue Wenwen turned over carefully, she had already adapted to the darkness, and she could see a little light.

Xiang Xiuyun's handsome face was right in front of her.

His eyebrows are thick and thick, his nose is high and straight, his lips are thin but well curved, and his lines are cold and hard.

So lovely.

The loss and pain in Xue Wenwen's heart were filled with sweetness at this moment.

Ever since she liked him, she knew that they had no results, and there would never be any results.

But when the accident came, maybe it was God's mercy that allowed her to have this process.

Don't ask for results, love once without hesitation, even if you end up covered in bruises, it's worth it.

At least, no regrets in this life.

When you think about it, it's not that hard.

Xue Wenwen sneaked up to him, and kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips, "Xiang Xiuyun, I like you, I really like you."

Even if, my friend said she was attracted to sex.

Well, there's nothing wrong with such a good-looking face.

In the darkness, Xiang Xiuyun's long eyelashes trembled, and there was no unnecessary movement.

Xiang Xiuyun has the habit of getting up early for morning exercises, but he didn't expect that Xue Wenwen got up earlier than him.

He woke up and saw no one, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Where's Xue Wenwen?" After washing, Xiang Xiuyun came out in casual clothes and asked the servant.

Servant: "Miss Xue is in the kitchen, she said she wants to cook herself."

Xiang Xiuyun hummed, and then said: "From now on, I will call her Madam, she is my wife."

"Yes."

When Xiang Xiuyun went downstairs, there was already a glass of warm water on the table, which was his habit.

As he drank, he looked towards the kitchen, only seeing a small corner.

Xue Wenwen was wearing jeans, a T-shirt, and an apron. The small figure was busy in the kitchen, looking in a good mood, because she was humming an unknown tune.

After drinking the water, Xiang Xiuyun went out for a morning run, and when he came back, Xue Wenwen had already prepared breakfast.

"Eat first, I'll take a shower."

After talking to Xiuyun, he went upstairs.

Xue Wenwen didn't say anything, and she didn't eat first, she just waited for Xiang Xiuyun.

Xiang Xiuyun came down and saw the food on the table, which was white porridge, two home-cooked dishes, and two boiled eggs.

"I don't know what you like to eat, but I just made a Chinese breakfast according to the habits of Chinese people." Xue Wenwen explained in a low voice, afraid that he would dislike him.

Holding the chopsticks, Xiang Xiuyun took a piece of fried cabbage and took a bite, "It's not bad."

The frying is very tender, very fresh, but a bit salty.

Xue Wenwen peeled the egg with his head down, and then handed it over.

In fact, it was not tasty. She wanted to show off too much, and wanted to cook it better, but the more she wanted to show off, the more she failed to do it well.

After eating, Xiang Xiuyun gargled and wiped his mouth, "There are servants at home, so you don't have to do these things."

Xue Wenwen pursed his lips, "I just want to cook for you."

(End of this chapter)