Pampered and arrogant: black-bellied husband please calm down

Chapter 341 Eyes are raining for her, but heart is holding an umbrella for her

The days of running around, coupled with the XZ's high-altitude response, once made Yu Sinuan exhausted.

I don't have any strength in my body, I just want to rest and rest.

Carrying the handbag in her hand and the fashion bags filled with her and Lu Nanchen's clothes, she walked towards the cloakroom.

Taking a suspender nightdress from the closet, and a change of underwear, Yu Sinuan turned back and walked into the bathroom with ease.

After taking a shower, Yu Sinuan rubbed her sleepy eyes and threw herself on the big dark gray bed.

The second she lay on the bed, Yu Sinuan couldn't help stretching out her arms to hug the soft silk quilt under her body, and smiled comfortably.

The big bed at home is still comfortable, smells good, and most importantly, it is clean.

Thinking that he would not be able to go to the company today, Yu Sinuan lifted the quilt on the big bed and lay down, picked up the landline on the bedside table and called Chen Jing, explaining the matter briefly.

Then I picked up Tagore's "Flying Birds" which I had just read not much by my pillow and flipped through it.

When Lu Nanchen pushed open the door of the master bedroom and walked in, he happened to see such a scene.

His little woman was wearing a dark purple suspender nightdress and sat on the head of the bed, slightly bent her legs covered with silk quilts, put the book on her knees, held the book in her hand with her slender knuckles, and read it carefully and intently. Reading, turning pages from time to time.

The slightly curly long black hair was scattered in a mess around the shoulders, looking from a distance, it was a bit more charming than usual.

Such Yu Sinuan made Lu Nanchen's heart itch a little.

I just want to kiss his Si Nuan and hug his Si Nuan.

Lu Nanchen walked around the end of the bed steadily, walked to the other side of the dark gray bed, opened the dark green silk quilt and sat in, stretched out his long arms to wrap around Yu Sinuan's graceful waist, and put his slightly bearded chin on the bed. She rubbed against her shoulder with malicious intentions, "Mrs. Lu, what book can have such a great charm that you can't even fall asleep after taking a shower when you go home, so you won't throw it away?"

"Flying Bird Collection." Yu Sinuan said as she pressed the page she was reading with the thumb of her right hand, and turned over the cover of the book with her left hand, showing it to Lu Nanchen.

"Tagore? Do you also like to read his poetry collection?"

Lu Nanchen let go of his big hand around his wife's waist, raised it slightly, held the book with a blue cover in his wife's hand, and flipped through a few pages along the place where his wife was reading just now.

"Really? Lu Nanchen, is it possible that you also like to read Tagore's poetry anthology?
Yu Sinuan leaned against Lu Nanchen's arms, turned her face away to look at Lu Nanchen, and asked seriously: "Lu Nanchen, which sentence of Tagore do you like the most?"

"My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her..."

Lu Nanchen said word by word. After finishing speaking, he looked at the little woman in his arms that he had been infatuated with for many years, and asked hoarsely, "Sinuan, what about you? Which sentence from Tagore do you like best?"

"Just like you."

Yu Sinuan smiled, "I always feel that Tagore's words are more sad than any other words, and the beauty of regret may touch the softest part of my heart the most."

Lu Nanchen nodded, he bowed his head and kissed Yu Sinuan's soft lips like a dragonfly, and said with a doting smile: "Mrs. Lu, I didn't expect that we would be so compatible when it comes to our favorite books. If you catch up with me, you will become my own treasure."

(End of this chapter)