After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 168
Under the camera, Mr. Zhou pushed up his glasses, and his smile was still kind.

"It seems that Mr. He fell asleep, let's call again."

Knocking on the door lightly, for Teacher Lin's breakfast, Teacher Zhou also went all out.

The door opened again.

He Peidong's face was dark and he didn't speak, obviously his brain was restarting.

"Let Teacher Dong tidy up first, the camera teacher is going in."

"no!"

With a bang, Room No. [-] was temporarily closed to the public, and He Peidong ran anxiously to wake his wife up.

Teacher Zhou: "Let's wait, um, 5 minutes."

Someone deliberately used a watch to time the time, but He Peidong hurriedly opened the door before the time came.

"come in."

"No, the morning call service next door hasn't been delivered yet."

He Peidong watched Teacher Zhou move to the next door in bewilderment, and looked up at the dark camera.

"Don't shoot me, I haven't washed my face yet."

the other side.

Before Teacher Zhou touched his hand, the door opened automatically. Xiao Junheng, who heard the movement, waited at the door in advance, and walked out alone to close the door.

Xiao Junheng: "She's still sleeping, don't wake her up."

Teacher Zhou: "Alright Mr. Xiao, it's the same when you wake up. The director asked to gather on the first floor, and the camera teacher needs to stay and work."

The man frowned and looked at the camera, left a sentence to wait and then returned to the room, as if to wake someone up.

In less than a minute, the door opened again.

Xiao Junheng pasted the note in his hand on Teacher Zhou's back: "You can go."

Under the dark camera, the netizens who watched the live broadcast successfully saw the content of the note, plenipotentiary representing Jiang Mu and Xiao Junheng and his wife.

Before the man turned back to the room, he added: "Please tell the front desk to bring breakfast, thank you."

Room three was ruthlessly closed.

Teacher Zhou and the camera teacher looked at each other, and after that, Jiang Mu's camera silently pointed the lens at Teacher Zhou's back.

Other camera work, he also has to go to work.

inside the room.

The figure on the bed moved, hid under the quilt and asked softly, "What's wrong."

The man sat by the bed and patted the quilt to coax him: "It's okay, the guest room calls early."

The little man in the quilt poked his face out, and after confirming that he could sleep in peace, his brows relaxed, he fumbled to hold his hand, put his face on it and rubbed it, and bent the corners of his mouth feeling the familiar temperature.

Passively losing his freedom, Xiao Junheng gave up his morning exercise again, lay sideways on the bed beside her, and painted her facial features with his eyes.

She said no love, so he didn't say love.

Can you really control your heart?

For the first time, the man's dark eyes were not gloomy, and his eyes were full of the beautiful face in front of him.

Do not love, or dare not love.

What he lacks most is time and waiting, as long as she is still by his side, within his reach, he can accompany her to continue the game of not talking about love.

A dark heart has long been used to loneliness and indifference.

The touch in the palm of her hand was soft and warm, she held his hand nostalgicly, and tugged it into her arms.

Xiao Junheng lost his balance, and hurriedly put his other hand on her ear. The person lying on his side was suddenly suspended in the air. After waiting for a moment to confirm that she was still sleeping, he tried to pull his hand out.

"do not move."

Jiang Mu hugged her tightly like a baby, for fear of being snatched away: "This is mine."

The man hooked his lips silently, and coaxed softly: "Okay, it's yours, and it will always be yours."

Suddenly he was not in a hurry to leave, he lay back down again, hugged him into his arms, and closed his eyes to catch up on sleep.

It seems that I forgot something unimportant.

Lobby.

The behind-the-scenes director was forced to leave the mountain, holding a small trumpet in his hand, ready to go out to call for morning.

　Coordinates at the beach, at [-]:[-] p.m.,

　　The author sits alone on the deserted beach and codes.

　　Suddenly, an aunt came chasing after her grandson. The little grandson wanted to run around. The aunt refused to let him say that it was dangerous. The author raised his head in agreement, and suddenly looked at the aunt.

　　Then, the aunt said in a volume enough for the author to hear: "See if this person is there, you will be taken away if you run around, and I will never see my mother again..."

　　Me: "...look at this pot, it's big and round."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)