After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 208 Be Good, Sleep
After eating the cake, Mr. Lu was responsible for clearing the table.

After Ye Wan washed up at night, she went directly to bed and played with her phone.

It's too cold, but the bed is still warm.

After Lu Qingjue packed up, he also went to the bathroom to take a shower, dried his hair before entering the bedroom.

The girl is playing with her head down, looking very serious.

Lu Qingjue turned off the light in the room and walked over.

Ye Wanwan was taken aback by the sudden darkness in front of her eyes.

She nestled in the quilt and dared not move.

I can only feel that what lingers on the tip of my nose is the aroma of Mr. Lu just after taking a bath, which is refreshing and refreshing.

Then the breath became more and more intense, and as the bed beside her collapsed, a person leaned over, and the fragrance almost enveloped her whole body.

Lu Qingjue lifted the quilt and lay down.

He stretched out his arms, and the girl fell into his arms.

Ye Wanwan's cheek brushed against the fabric of Lu Qingjue's chest, and their breaths were entwined.

The boy's embrace was so warm that it made one's heart palpitate.

She felt her heart beating violently.

Lu Qingjue lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, but he didn't make too many abrupt movements.

He reached out and hugged the person in his arms tightly, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

The tone was uncommonly gentle.

Ye Wanwan's heart was beating like thunder, and she couldn't calm down.

She looked up at Boss Lu, blinking her bright eyes.

"Ah Jue...don't you take advantage of me?" Ye Wanwan asked.

She always felt as if something was missing.

It stands to reason that Mr. Lu shouldn't be so calm, right?Could it be that I am not attractive today and cannot attract him?
Ye Wanwan thought to herself, the more she thought about it, the more she thought it was unreasonable.

She lifted herself up halfway from his arms, and her movements brought air into the bed, and Lu Qingjue felt a chill in her chest in an instant.

Ye Wanwan leaned close to the bridge of his nose, puffed up her face and said, "Ah Jue, don't miss this opportunity, are you sure you want to express it?"

Lu Qingjue held his forehead helplessly.

He lowered his head and covered Ye Wanwan's quilt, then hugged her tightly: "Good boy, sleep."

Ye Wanwan struggled a bit: "Ah Jue, you really don't take advantage!"

She was stunned.

"Wanwan, what's your reaction?" Lu Qingjue was a little puzzled: "Is it so impatient?"

Lu Qingjue made a gesture to scare her after speaking, and lightly bit Ye Wanwan's smooth shoulder.

It doesn't hurt, but itches a bit.

"Ah Jue, it's so itchy, stop making trouble~" Ye Wanwan joked, and gently pushed him in front of him.

Lu Qingjue chuckled lightly, tightened the girl in his arms, and pressed her against his chest.

It was quiet in the dark night, only the breathing and heartbeat of two people could be heard.

Ye Wanwan could even feel that powerful heartbeat, so touching.

After a long time, she stretched her neck and kissed Mr. Lu's chin: "Ah Jue is the best in my heart, I really love love~"

The girl came over as soft as a small animal, Lu Qingjue curled her lips in a good mood.

He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her brow.

"Good night, my girl."

The next morning Ye Wan woke up late, staring at the snow-white ceiling still a little dazed.

After a few seconds of stunned, the memory slowly came back.

She turned around and saw the sleeping boy beside her.

I didn't draw the blackout curtains before going to bed last night, and the morning sun came in through the screens, which was still very faint.

The young man's fair face was backlit, as flawless as a piece of beautiful jade.

Ye Wanwan frowned, and was in a good mood.

What could be more pleasurable than waking up with the teenager you love sleeping next to you?

Thinking in her heart, Ye Wanwan carefully lifted the quilt and prepared to make breakfast for Mr. Lu.

In the end, before leaving the bed, a force brought her back.

Lu Qingjue clasped her waist, his voice hoarse: "Don't go."

(End of this chapter)