Chapter 368： don't move, go to sleep

Chapter 368 Don't move, sleep a little longer

After Zhao Feng went to the clean room, Mingyue couldn't stop taking a deep breath, but unfortunately she still couldn't relieve the tension in her heart. Just when she wanted to go to the table to pour a glass of wine to embolden herself, Zhao Feng had already returned.

Mingyue was amazed.

"You... wash so fast?"

Zhao Feng had already taken off his shirt, revealing all his tendons, his trousers hung loosely around his waist, and his chin was still dripping with water. He wiped it casually with a sweat towel, and stared at Mingyue with dull eyes.

Mingyue couldn't help but moved into the bed, her eyes were timid, and her lips were pursed together.

Zhao Feng looked at Mingyue's blushing cheeks, couldn't help swallowing, and waited until he walked in front of Mingyue, propped his arms and imprisoned her behind him, before answering her question just now.

"Of course I am anxious to come back and sleep with you."

Mingyue was so shocked by his concise and vulgar words that she couldn't speak. Thinking that Mingyue disliked his smell just now, and thought she disliked him, he hastily explained.

"I just washed it last night, and it's clean everywhere. If you don't believe me, you can smell it."

After finishing speaking, she still did not forget to straighten her chest muscles forward and put them on Mingyue's face.

Mingyue really disliked her this time, and hurriedly turned her head away.

In the next few seconds, neither of them opened their mouths. I don't know if it was because they took a bath and the alcohol just passed.

"OK?"

When Zhao Feng said this, he put a hand in through the gap in Mingyue's waist clothes, and his lips were already close to Mingyue's, the meaning was obvious.

Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, and gave a soft "hmm".

In the next second, Zhao Feng's lips blocked Mingyue's without any mistakes. He was no longer as superficial as before, and his unscrupulous actions made Mingyue let out a "huh".

I don't know how long it took, Mingyue's eyes were moist, and her whole body was limp. Zhao Feng had scarlet eyes, and effortlessly pushed her down on the bed.

Mingyue's hands subconsciously hugged his neck, the night is still very long...

The next day, when Mingyue woke up, the sky was already bright, and light was shining through the gaps in the gauze, which made her twist her body uncomfortably, and turned to face inside.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't turn around, but when she turned around, she realized that she was not alone on the bed now, looking at the scratched chest in front of her, and the heat on Mingyue's ears rising slowly, she changed her mind and let's sleep outside.

But as soon as she moved, she was hugged by an arm that suddenly stretched out beside her. Zhao Feng pressed her back with his big palm and pushed her straight into his arms. His voice was hoarse and his mouth was vague Can't tell.

"Don't move, sleep a little longer."

Mingyue's face was forced to stick to Zhao Feng's body, feeling like being surrounded by a stove. He didn't know how Zhao Feng slept so soundly, anyway, she couldn't fall asleep.

She raised her hand and pushed Zhao Feng, whispering.

"What time is it? It's time to get up. Let me go and I'll cook."

Mingyue was educated since she was a child that women should take care of housework, especially after marriage. Now that there are only two of them in the family, the task of cooking must fall on her.

But Zhao Feng didn't seem to appreciate it, he opened his eyes suddenly and said.

"I just got married, what are you cooking for, I'll get up later and take you to a restaurant."

Mingyue frowned, feeling inappropriate, but before she could speak, Zhao Feng seemed to have discovered something novel, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said with a smile.

"Are you not in pain anymore?"

(end of this chapter)