"Wash up. After breakfast, I'll take you to try on your wedding dress." His low voice with magnetic, slow, little by little penetrated into Yuxuan's mind.

Trying on a wedding dress?!

It was impossible not to be surprised. The slender curled eyelashes trembled fiercely.

Lift your eyes and look at his side face, with beautiful lines and handsome radians, like God's perfect carving.

But she had never seen the soft warmth and softness between her eyebrows before.

Her face flushed, and she sincerely said in a soft voice, "Li Beichen, thank you. I'm very happy, really happy. "

She couldn't find her shoes, so she went into the bathroom barefoot to wash.

I always thought something was wrong. I looked around. It was her side lying!

When she woke up in his arms in the morning, she thought she was sleepwalking at night and climbed to Li Beichen's bed for a night. Now it seems that he was lying in his bed all night!

Isn't this man obsessed with cleanliness? How could it be so inexplicable? She doesn't understand. She really doesn't understand.

When I went downstairs, the living room was very quiet and there was no one. The huge villa seemed very empty.

She turned a corner and opened the kitchen door.

Western style simple decoration, unique atrium lighting, unique sunken courtyard, planted a huge osmanthus.

The dew hung on the green leaves and glided clear without leaving a trace.

The leaves of Osmanthus fragrans are bright and bright, reflected in the window, Yingying green.

Li Beichen sat at the table and turned the newspaper.

Looked back at her, faint, without any expression. Then he turned his handsome side face and continued to look at the newspaper at a glance.

It seems that for him, rubbing her to sleep last night is nothing.

Her sight was blurred. In the golden hazy halo of the morning light, she looked at his profile in a daze, noble and elegant, showing the arrogance of power.

She stayed for a while until Li Beichen said "come here" indifferently, and she went over and sat at the table.

He casually put the freshly baked bread slices on the plate, coated it with jam, and then pushed the plate in front of her.

Then he went to the oven and baked two pieces for himself.

The kitchen table was very wide and long. The flower arrangement just delivered in the morning was placed in the center of the table by him, half covering his handsome face.

Knives and forks occasionally touch each other, making a crisp jingling sound.

Yuxuan wanted to eat the bread, but he found that he had no appetite at all.

What did Li Beichen think last night?

Want to summon up the courage to ask him, slip to the mouth, or was swallowed.

Both of them were very quiet. It rained again outside, not big or small, ticking and falling on the bluestone slab in the atrium.

Put down the knife and fork, Li Beichen lightly pursed his lips and said nothing.

The deep and hard to observe eyes swept the people sitting opposite the table, as if thinking.

Lightly picked up the milk at the table and drank it.

After a while, he frowned and raised his hand to look at his watch. "Shi Yuxuan, what do you want to say?"

There was no expression on Li Beichen's face. He picked up his napkin and wiped his hand. In a slow voice, he continued to ask, "hmm?"

"Did you... Sleepwalk last night?"

Hearing her talk about last night, Li Beichen's handsome face suddenly darkened.

His slender fingers scratched and wrinkled the napkin. His eyes were as deep as the sea and surging. The things last night came to his mind, and his headache became severe.

He finally determined that it was not a dream, it was true.

He lost control last night.

Thorough.

"Li Beichen, you..."

His face was tight, frowning, his expression became serious, and he said in a hoarse and low voice, "so, what do you think?"