I only felt that after waiting for a long time, the bedroom door opened.
Lin Jiujiu glanced at his son who was crouching at the door and said, "she is sleeping."
"I'll go and have a look." Xi Yancheng said: "just take a look and leave."
Lin Jiujiu had no way to take his son. Even through his appearance at the moment, he thought that his husband had been such a fool at the beginning, and his heart was in a sweet trance.
Xi Yancheng was put in, and he saw Gong Mo Yi's nest in the quilt, his eyes closed, sleeping quietly and cleverly.
He stayed by the bed, feeling he didn't see enough.
This is his room, his bedroom.
Now, the girl he loves sleeps quietly in his usual bed.
Some kind of mood in my heart was agitated. Just as she was about to get close to pro Gong Mo Yi, she was dragged away by Xi yannuo.
"All right, don't disturb her. She should be very tired."
Xi Yancheng can only come out.
However, in the middle of the night, something suddenly happened on the balcony
The guest room selected by Xi Yancheng is next to Gong Moyi's room. The two rooms are connected on the balcony. For Xi Yancheng, it's easy to turn over the room.
Although the balcony door was locked, it was difficult for him.
Xi Yancheng opened the door three or two times and then walked into the room quietly.
Gong Mo Yi is still sleeping, do not know the West Yancheng's approach.
He went to her bedside, looked at her quietly for a moment, then opened the quilt and lay on it.
In sleep, Gong Mo Yi didn't even hum, so he fell into the arms of Xi Yancheng.
For a moment, he felt his soft body crashing into his arms, full of sense of fullness.
He unfolds the arm, embraces the palace Mo Yi's shoulder, will her more toward the bosom to receive some.
She followed his slanting arc and rolled straight into his arms.
Xi Yancheng remembered that when she was in the Lost City, she liked sleeping in his arms completely.
It's cold there. She shrinks a little every time. He hugs her and feels like a baby.
At the moment, the familiar feeling came, but it was in the room where he grew up, and there was a kind of inexplicable tenderness.
Xi Yancheng bows his head and kisses Gong Mo Yi's hair.
She was quiet, leaning against his chest, and seemed to be very dependent on him.
He just looked at her, and there was no other action. He had a lot of words to say to her, but it turned into a sentence: "baby, I'm waiting for your heart to come back."
In sleep, Gong Mo Yi only feels that he seems to smell the familiar taste again.
That kind of taste is too deep, seems to be rooted in memory, bring her the feeling of sweet and sour, but it is reassuring.
She was so tired that after she got drunk at night, she had been holding on. Although her mind was in chaos, she still held on and insisted on not falling down.
Now, the familiar breath is full of breath, even the warm and hard body is the same. Gong Moyi wants to see what's going on in his sleep, but he can't move.
She murmured something, then found a comfortable position in Xi Yancheng's arms, and her consciousness fell into silence again.
However, I don't know why, I always feel that my lips are itchy, and then I feel warm and humid. I feel tired when I breathe.
Gong Mo Yi in deep sleep and shallow sleep struggle, but after all, still struggle but sleepy.
Xi Yancheng kisses her. For a while, he feels that it's not enough. It's really not enough. But he also knows that he can't do anything now.
He left her lips a little and took a big breath of fresh air until the tumbling blood in his body gradually calmed down.
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