The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 55 Can't Sleep Without You
Duan Xiu, who was lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried, he picked up his phone to check it later.

In 10 minutes, I picked it up and put it down seven or eight times.

It felt like a long time to him, but it wasn't actually 11:30.

This night was really hard for him.

He didn't sleep well during the two days he went out, and now that he's back, he still doesn't sleep well.

Looking at the empty space beside him, he thought of something.

*

Song Zhen looked at Duan Xiu who came in by familiar ways, and felt an urge to hide his daughter, but he just thought about it.

"Dad, are you still asleep?" Duan Xiu greeted.

The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, this dad called him, he was really——

"I'll be asleep right away." Song Zhen responded indiscriminately.

Duan Xiu walked across the living room to Song Xiaoqiao's room.

Looking at the person who had already walked a few steps, Song Zhen said with a trembling voice: "Xiao Qiao is still young, you—"

"I know, Dad, don't worry." Duan Xiu smiled back at him, turned around and continued walking.

Hey, Song Zhen walked to his room in a tangled state.

Duan Xiu, who walked to the door, took out the key and was about to open the door, when he heard the voice of his little wife from inside.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

"——" Duan Xiu paused holding the key, and the next second, he pushed the door and rushed in.

Song Xiaoqiao, who had put on her glasses, happened to look over, her eyes met.

She really convinced herself that she could already tell who was coming from the sound of footsteps.

"It's all your fault, I can't sleep now."

Song Xiaoqiao glared at Duan Xiu, and continued: "Who told you to call?"

"I can't sleep without you." Duan Xiu, who was already on the bed, stretched out his arms and put his arms around him, "What about you, too?"

"I--"

"It's okay, I'm sorry to say it's fine, my husband understands, my little wife is shy." Duan Xiu smiled and hugged him even tighter.

Song Xiaoqiao's heart was in a turmoil, afraid that she would sink like this.

"Go to sleep." Duan Xiu reluctantly let go of his little wife, picked up his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

When he got to the bathroom, he realized that he had washed it before, forget it, let's wash it again.

When he came out again, he saw that the little wife was already asleep on the bed.

The seat reserved for him took up two-thirds of the bed, and he lay down on it with a smile on his face.

*

Song Xiaoqiao was woken up by the heat in the morning, her first reaction was to touch her glasses, and she was relieved only when she felt their presence.

There is no way to go on like this, she can't sleep wearing glasses all the time, but if she doesn't wear them——

When she didn't worry about whether to wear glasses or not, she realized what kind of posture she was sleeping in now.

On the pink princess bed, I only occupied a small space, only five centimeters away from the bed.

One big hand was wrapping around his waist, and the other hand acted as his pillow, so it would be strange if he didn't get hot when he slept like this.

She gently pulled Duan Xiu's hand to put it aside, but as soon as she moved, Duan Xiu woke up.

"Don't sleep?"

"Well, I'm awake." Song Xiaoqiao wanted to get up, but she couldn't move, "Let go."

"Let me kiss you."

This early in the morning, Song Xiaoqiao was taken aback, "No."

"Good morning kiss too?" Duan Xiu began to bargain.

I knew it would be no good for him to sleep here, and I had to prevent him from turning into a wolf at all times.

"I'm going to take a shower, it's so hot."

She was really hot, and her pajamas were probably sweaty, making her feel uncomfortable.

Duan Xiu let go of his hand when he heard this, and saw his little wife jump off the bed and flash into the bathroom.

After a while, Song Xiaoqiao ran out again.

I went to the closet to get a set of home clothes and went into the bathroom.

Duan Xiu chuckled, and he got up slowly, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Little Joe, get up."

Song Zhen was used to knocking on the door at some point to wake her daughter up, but just as she finished speaking, she was dragged away by Qin Sufen who followed.

Before leaving, Qin Sufen didn't forget to add, "Today is Saturday, if you want to sleep, think about it."

"no--"

"Hush, Duan Xiu is here. What's your name?" If it wasn't for the fear that Duan Xiu in the room would hear it, she would probably lose her temper.

Duan Xiu heard no sound outside the room, and heard the rushing sound in the bathroom, the corners of his mouth curled up, and there was.

Under the shower, Song Xiaoqiao washed quickly.

Suddenly seeing the bathroom door go dark, her heart tightened. She didn't know if the door was locked just now. When it was over, she rushed over, but unfortunately because she ran too fast, she fell to the ground with a plop.

Duan Xiu heard the voice and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay." Song Xiaoqiao grinned from the fall, her waist!

"I heard a plop just now, did you fall?"

Song Xiaoqiao was about to cry, she got up from the ground while supporting her waist with one hand, "No, there is something, something has fallen, don't come in."

"Oh, I won't go in." Duan Xiu thought for a while, "I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Dad just woke you up."

God, Song Xiaoqiao was speechless at home, what is this all about.

She rubbed her waist, and saw that her leg was already bruised, and she was really weak.

Seeing that the shadow was still at the door, Song Xiaoqiao endured the pain and hurried away, "Don't stand here, I'm too embarrassed to wash."

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about, we are husband and wife." Duan Xiu said with a smile.

Hey, Song Xiaoqiao admitted that she was wronged, how could she dare to make sure that the lock is not locked, she hastened to wash it first.

Ten minutes later, Song Xiaoqiao came out in home clothes.

Duan Xiu was already sitting on the bed, and happened to come over at this time.

Looking at each other, Song Xiaoqiao looked away in a panic.

Needless to say, my face turned red again.

Duan Xiu stared at her, his eyes suddenly fixed on her hair.

"Is there a hair dryer in the bathroom?"

He spoke softly.

Song Xiaoqiao shook her head, "No, why—"

Before she finished speaking, she quickly changed her words, "I, I didn't wash my hair."

"Really?" Duan Xiu pointed to her head, "There is something wrong with your hair today, come and let me have a look."

Song Xiaoqiao walked towards him obediently, but after taking a step, she stopped, and the next second, she immediately rushed into the bathroom.

"——" Duan Xiu looked at her in a hurry, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Her hair just now seemed—

After entering the bathroom and seeing herself in the mirror, Song Xiaoqiao almost wanted to slap herself.

Careless, too careless!

She fiddled with it a few times in a hurry, wet it with water again, checked it again and again to make sure there was no problem, and then went out.

"Okay, I didn't comb it just now, it's a little messy, I'll make you laugh."

Duan Xiu looked over, "But, just now you—"

"Oh, you didn't wake up and saw it wrong, it's just a little messy, and your hair is also messy, you can see for yourself." Song Xiaoqiao directly took a mirror and looked at Duan Xiu.

Snatching the mirror, Duan Xiu looked at it carefully and straightened it with his hands. Just now——

It might be because of vertigo, he rubbed his eyes, and then said: "Well, it's my husband's vertigo, your hair is a little wet, do you want me to blow it for you with a hair dryer?"

"No need, you hurry to brush your teeth and wash your face, or Dad will come again later." Song Xiaoqiao said and hurriedly pushed Duan Xiu into the bathroom.

When she came out again, she let out a long breath. Behind the tinted lenses, her beautiful eyes were full of entanglement. She looked at Duan Xiu who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, and her heart was even more entangled.

(End of this chapter)