Chapter 727

She didn't open her eyes, just said, "sleepy, tired, want to sleep, OK?"

Not only did he not give up, but he increased the strength of his fingers. His tone was rather light, but he could not hide his strong and unreasonable attitude, "no, you have slept when I steamed the steamed bun for you. Open your eyes and talk to me."

Wenyi had a few seconds to think of quarreling with him and losing his temper, but the strength could not be lifted after all.

He asked her for two times just now. For the first time, he was afraid of her abnormal emotions. He didn't have too much unbridled. The whole process was a gentle stroke in his bed history. But by the second time, he recovered his nature and played with her recklessly.

And twice time is not short, the body by him from inside to outside of the toss a thorough, she even brain is lazy, lazy to move the bed, lazy to rush him, also lazy to quarrel with him.

I just want to sleep in chaos and escape into sleep. What can I do after tomorrow morning.

She even felt that sooner or later she would have no energy left by him.

She really didn't understand how he still persevered.

What reason does he have to stick with his face here.

She opened her eyes and looked at him vaguely. There was no coldness in her voice, but only weakness. "Mo Shichen, are you finished?"

There was a chill of discouragement in her.

Mo Shichen locks her face with his eyes, frowns and frowns. He kisses her face with his instinctive intimacy. He asks softly, "hungry or not, I want the hotel to send some food."

She asked him, "can you sleep?"

He put her soft body in his arms. "I'll order porridge, eat something and then sleep, eh?"

Wenyi closed his eyes, turned over in his arms, and turned out.

In the warm and dark light, Mo Shichen looked at her thin shoulder and back behind her, inexplicably feeling empty. Even though the distance between them is less than half an arm away, there are still some unknown bleakness and loneliness, separated by an invisible barrier.

At last, Mo Shichen didn't order food and turned off the light to sleep.

In the dark, he hugged her like a wandering heart returning to its original place temporarily, letting the deeper fatigue come and fall asleep.

…………

Maybe it's subconscious that she might leave when she wakes up, so even after sleeping, his arm still hugs her tightly, even when it's just light up.

It was very dark in the morning, but the warmth in his arms was still there. He opened his eyes and looked at her face. He breathed evenly. He was still asleep. It was still early, and the day was not bright. He closed his eyes again and went on sleeping.

What he didn't expect was that when he woke up again, the woman was still sleeping.

From Paris to Lancheng, she had a lot more rest time than him. It was convenient and comfortable for her to sleep on the private plane. It was only during the flight that she took a nap in the afternoon because it was her daytime. But she was bound to the afternoon when Lancheng was closed. At least when he went to find her, she fell asleep, let alone after returning to the hotel last night, she also slept three or four hours When.

It's fully dawn. He looks at the time. It's eight o'clock.

Mo Shichen stared at her sleeping face for a few minutes, then frowned unconsciously. He always thought that it was not normal for her to be so "sleepy". After other observations, it can be determined that she was indeed asleep, not pretending to sleep.

I think so, but sleeping is not a serious thing after all. He didn't wake her up. He got off the bed and went to the master bedroom next door to wash, wash and change clothes, and then ordered several kinds of breakfast. He didn't go back to the bedroom to wake her up until he estimated that the breakfast time should be almost before.

He called her several times and the woman didn't wake up, only frowned and turned over, unconsciously turning to the middle of the bed.

Wenyi's habit of growing up all year round is that she doesn't stay in bed until he tosses her into the night, and she doesn't sleep too much. Sometimes she gets up late, and it's easy to cry.

He frowned even more severely. He could only climb to the bed with one knee, board her shoulder, hold her nose and kiss her awake.

Wenyi wakes up, but she's confused, blank and cold. It seems that all her people have been emptied

"It's late. It's time to get up."

She pushed his hand away and closed her eyes again. "I want to sleep, don't disturb me."

He said that he would cover the quilt over his head again. Mo Shichen stopped her hand and stopped her movement. "Ma'am, are you sick and uncomfortable?"

He also reached for her forehead to see if she had a fever, though there was no sign that she had a cold anywhere.

Her lips seemed to be lifted, but there seemed to be no expression at all. She said in a hoarse voice, "now I don't even have the right to sleep in?"

"Yes, but you didn't eat last night. Get up and have some breakfast before you go to sleep."

She said calmly, "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat."

"Wen...""I can't go to Mo Shiqian where I work because you have my certificate. Anyway, I have nothing to do. I don't want to go anywhere. I want to lie down and sleep. I don't want to do anything else and I'm not interested in eating. I'm in your place under your eyes. What else can you worry about or not satisfied with? Can I sleep quietly?"

Mo Shichen looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

But Wenyi soon fell asleep with his back to him.

After several hesitations, he didn't dig her up for breakfast, but pulled down the light shield in the bedroom, then tucked her in and backed out.

She can't stay up all the time.

People's sleep is limited, enough sleep want to continue to sleep can not sleep, not to mention Wenyi this physiological habit of strong people.

In the morning, Mo Shichen used his notebook to remotely process the company's business. He stayed in Lancheng for a day, and didn't know how much he would lose. When he finished his work and went to see the time, he suddenly found that it was already noon.

And the woman in the bedroom doesn't want to get up.

He frowned repeatedly. His face was already cold and gloomy. He got up and pushed directly into the door.

She didn't get up, or maybe, didn't wake up.

Mo Shichen pulls the light shield together with the curtain to let the early winter sunshine in. The room suddenly lights up. At noon, the golden light is straight and dazzling.

The woman in the middle of the big bed didn't move.

He had a feeling that if he didn't wake her up, she might sleep straight into the night.

He turned back to the side of the bed. Instead of kissing her to get up, he shook her by the shoulder. When she slowly opened her eyes with no focal length, he said, "if you don't eat anything, your stomach will go wrong. You have to get up."