Ning Huan took a bath and went to sleep after she went back. She didn't pay attention to Fang Qingyu this evening.

When she heard the sound in the middle of the night, she thought it was a thief. After all, at the end of the year, thieves are rampant.

But she quickly reacts, gets up, reaches for her hand and turns on the light.

When the light in the room lights up, Shen Shiyuan in black comes into view.

She Leng for a while, some surprise: "three less?"

Shen woke up in his arms and raised his hands to the side of the bed

He was still covered with cold, which was different from the heat of Ning Huan.

But rather Huan didn't feel half cold, raised hand also tightly hugged him: "how did you come back now?"

"Come back to eat new year's Eve dinner with your baby."

He let go a little and rubbed her head.

Ning Huan almost forgot that today is the 15th, and tomorrow is the first day of the lunar new year. If Shen Shiyuan doesn't come back, this year's new year's Eve dinner will be her own.

She looked up at him, only feel very hot heart, can't help holding him: "three less."

Probably because just wake up, people have not fully awake, rather Huan rarely take the initiative to hold him.

Shen San Shao chuckled: "miss me?"

Ning Huan's face suddenly turned red in her arms. She didn't say she wanted to or didn't want to.

He did not force her, but bowed his head and gave her a kiss: "I'll take a bath."

He said, throwing the suit coat aside, got up, went to the wardrobe, took the suit and went into the bathroom.

Ning Huan looked at the bathroom was closed door, raised his hand to cover his hot face, this time just reaction.

Shen Shiyuan should have come back. When she held him just now, she could smell the smell of wine on him.

Ning Huan looks down at the suit coat that falls on the ground, purses lip to smile for a while, get out of bed to pick up the clothes in the past.

When the photo fell out, Ning Huan thought it was something, because the photo fell on the ground in reverse, Ning Huan only saw a layer of white behind.

She looked at the pile of "white paper" on the floor, frowned, looked at the bathroom door, hesitated for a moment, she still bent down to pick up the "white paper" on the floor.

Turning over, Ning Huan found that they were the photos, which were the photos of Xu Mengjie coming out of the hotel room.

Ning Huan froze for a while, she suddenly remembered what Zhao Muxin had said to herself just a few hours ago.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom. She stood there, but her hands and feet were cold.

With a click, the door was opened and Shen Shiyuan came out.

Ning Huan subconsciously wants to put the photos back into her clothes, but her action is too slow, and she is still in a hurry. She doesn't put the photos back, and she drops a few on the ground.

Shen Shiyuan looks at her eyebrows and walks towards her.

Ning Huan subconsciously stepped back, "I didn't mean to see it."

Her voice is a little hoarse, throat seems to be pressed by something, very uncomfortable.

The man stooped to pick up the photo. His body is her familiar shower gel fragrance, but at this time, Ning Huan felt a little strange.

"Three little -"

she opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but she didn't know how to ask.

She was afraid.

He looked at the picture in his hand and then looked up at her: "hmm?"

The expression is a little cool and thin, the smile on the face is obviously a lot lighter.

Ning Huan felt as if she had been pricked by something. She pursed her lips and hung her suit coat on the coat rack. Without looking at him again, she climbed back to bed again: "I sleep first, three less." Then she pulled the quilt over her head and blocked everything.

Shen Shiyuan looked at the man on the bed with a cold face.

When the bed sank down, Ning Huan raised her hand and wiped her eyes. Soon, the quilt on her body was lifted.

The light hit her face again, a little harsh.

She was pulled up by Shen Shiyuan. He looked down at her with a smile, but there was something cold in her black eyes: "nothing to ask?"

Ning Huan looked up at him and pushed him away subconsciously: "I want to sleep -"

"Ning Huan."

He directly pulled her out of the quilt and forced her to look him in the eye: "I'll give you another chance. Do you want to ask something?"

"I don't want to ask!"

She pushed his hand with cold fingertips.

She didn't want to ask why he forced her!

"You let me go, I don't want to ask, I want to sleep!"

Because of a pile of photos, all the joy turned into an abyss.

She was afraid, afraid, but he forced her to face it.

Apricot eyes suddenly red, she can't earn him, can only look up at him, eyes blink, tears directly from her cheek down.Although there was only one drop, it just fell on Shen Shiyuan's arm.

His face slowed down, looking at her, he suddenly laughed: "what do you cry, I didn't do anything, you cry."

As he spoke, he held the man in his arms and bowed his head to kiss her, but she turned away.

Shen sanshao was angry and laughed: "do you still have a little temper? I don't have a little temper, but you have it first? "

Ning Huan bit her lip, but still didn't speak.

He simply clasped her face with his hand, wiped her tears with his finger pulp, and asked her: "is it uncomfortable?"

Once, again and again.

Ning Huan ran a little: "so three little now want me to move position?"

Instead of angry, he laughed: "is that what you think?"

"What should I think?"

She opened his hand, her face was a little cold, her temperament was very cold, if her eyes were not red.

Shen Shiyuan looked down at her and suddenly sighed, "what do you think you should think, Miss Shen Shiyuan's fiancee?"

Ning Huan listens to his obstinate address, his face is slightly hot, and looks at him quickly.

This little action is like a squirrel who is curious about and afraid of human beings, hiding in a tree to peep at people. It's so cute that Shen sanshao's fire suddenly goes down.

He raised his hand to lift the chin of the person in his arms and looked at her straightly: "ask you again, do you want to ask something?"

Ning Huan looks at deep black eye, some reaction come over, blush.

She raised her hand, opened his hand, and plunged into his arms. Her voice was thin and stuffy: "Xiao Xin told me that Miss Xu flew to s city last night to find you. She came out of your room this morning."

Shen three little tut a, "jealous, future Mrs. Shen?"

All of a sudden, she began to tease him.

She moved, slightly looked up at him, his face has become red, but stubborn: "I told her I believe you, Shen Shiyuan." She always called him sanshao. She seldom called him his full name when they had known each other for such a long time.

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