C277 Warm

"I don't think that's a good idea!" Song Jiayin said with a troubled expression. She was playing with the phone in her hand. She pouted and looked very cute. Some of them had baby fat faces, and people couldn't help but want to touch them.

"What's wrong with that?" Don't you want people to know I'm your husband? Or are you regretting marrying me? "Hmm?" As Gong Yichen spoke, he got closer and closer, causing Song Jiayin's cheeks to redden. Concussive. Gong Yichen squinted his eyes, there was a trace of danger in the air. One couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.

Song Jiayin looked at her gradually enlarging handsome face, and even her breathing grew hurried. Because the skin is very white, and very thin. As a result, her cheeks were so red that blood could drip out. The redness extended all the way to her ears and neck …

The ambiguous atmosphere caused her brain to be stuck. She stammered, "No, no, no. "How could that be?" Song Jiayin coughed lightly and continued, "I just feel that when I get along with my colleagues, it would be very awkward for them to know that I'm your wife. they can't even work properly anymore. " There seemed to be a coquettish tone in her voice.

Gong Yichen stared at her and said: "Don't think about it." Then, he lovingly touched Song Jiayin's furry head. However, a dim light flashed in the depths of her eyes. Only then can I guarantee your safety! How can I trust you to work outside? People in society are so treacherous, everywhere they are dangerous. How can you be so innocent?

Gong Yichen smiled and said to Song Jiayin: "Since it's like that. Then I'll give you two choices. 1. Stay at home. 2. Go to work at my company. "

"Ah ~ there are only these two choices? Is there a third way? " Song Jiayin said as she looked at Gong Yichen with anticipation.

Gong Yichen flatly refused, "No."

With that said, Song Jiayin immediately frowned.

He thought, I'm going to get moldy at home, so I might as well go to work!

What's the point of working at the company! I simply can't use my full strength.

But at home, I am too lazy, almost a cripple, it is better to go to work.

After careful consideration, Song Jiayin said, "I've decided that I will still go to work." Gong Yichen looked at her plentiful face and laughed.

He then smiled and said, "There's no need to be so conflicted. Just let it be."

Song Jiayin thought, she was not so worried. As long as she could go to work, she would no longer have to get moldy at home. She was still very happy when she thought about it. Even though they were being watched every day, hmph!

"I'm going to work. You need to sleep. Do you feel it? " Gong Yichen asked in concern.

"Let me play here for a while! I can't sleep this early. You do your job, don't worry about me. I'll find something to do myself. " Song Jiayin threw herself onto the leather sofa in the bedroom. She rolled around on the sofa and got up again.

Gong Yichen slept as he looked at his clothes. Song Jiayin, who was wearing clothes, was moving around on the sofa. That tender figure made his heart feel warmth, and suddenly gave him a very warm feeling.

He smiled, then looked at the computer in front of his desk and began to work seriously. His slender fingers moved quickly on the keyboard. The light from the computer was on his face, making his features seem more solid.

Song Jiayin who was sitting on the sofa held her phone and started reading the news, watching television and laughing out loud from time to time. But in order to not affect Gong Yichen's work, he tried his best to not laugh out loud and put on his earphones.

But to Gong Yichen, this laughter did not sound like noise, it only sounded extremely pleasant. There was always a faint smile on his face. If the employees of his company saw this, they would definitely think that the sun had risen from the west. It was impossible. However, facing Song Jiayin became possible.

Not long later, Song Jiayin glanced at Gong Yichen. It is true that men who work hard are the most handsome.

Because he had just taken a bath, the tip of Gong Yichen's hair became slightly moist, and scattered in front of her forehead. Her fair skin, high nose, deep eyes, and dark red lips. When put together, there was a profound beauty to it, like a cup of good wine.

Gong Yichen seemed to have sensed that someone was looking at him and so he slowed down his typing speed, but he did not raise his head.

Looking at Gong Yichen, Song Jiayin changed her posture and leaned on the sofa, continuing to watch her TV show. After a while, she ran out to bring two plates of fruits, one was placed on Gong Yichen's table and one was placed on the guest table in front of the sofa.

Then, he leaned back on the sofa, his cheeks bulging and his mouth still chewing. Gong Yichen looked up at Song Jiayin, and a faint smile surfaced on his face.

It gave off the feeling that the entire room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Song Jiayin ate some fruits and put down her phone. With both hands on her cheeks, she looked at Gong Yichen. Suddenly, Gong Yichen spoke out: "Did you think your husband was extremely handsome, that you were extremely satisfied!" There was a faint tone in her voice. The play.

Song Jiayin, who had been discovered, felt a little awkward, but countered unwillingly: "How come I never realized you were so narcissistic before!"

"I'm not narcissistic. I'm just speaking the truth." Gong Yichen's tone revealed a tinge of arrogance. Song Jiayin suddenly felt that she saw the fake Gong Yichen.

"Alright. You're handsome, okay! You've been so fascinated by me. " Song Jiayin ridiculed.

"…" Suddenly, Gong Yichen felt that there was something behind these words.

Song Jiayin walked to the desk and sat at Gong Yichen's side. Lying on the ground, he said, "Why have you been getting more and more childish lately? Narcissistic and childish. Why didn't I notice it before? Where's your high and cold? "

"I'm not cold to you. You warmed my cold heart." Although there weren't any fancy words, it was still more moving than those sweet words.

Song Jiayin was embarrassed, with a red face and lowered head, she drew randomly on a piece of paper with the brush.

Gong Yichen did not say much and continued working. Yinyin, it is your appearance that makes my cold world and my cold heart feel warm.

The current Song Jiayin was extremely shy in her heart. She drew a Q Edition Gong Yichen on the paper, she stared at him with a smile, and revealed a happy expression.

Not long later, Song Jiayin felt a little sleepy, so she laid on the table and fell asleep.

Gong Yichen who was at the side saw this and took out a thin blanket to lightly cover her, sitting on a chair and looking at her small face.

Her eyelashes were like a small fan as they covered her closed eyes. Her peach red lips were slightly pouting, and her breathing was abnormally steady. She looked very cute. A man looked at her, confirming her words. Silence was better than sound. The scene looked warm.