Loving You As Scheduled

He has never been so kind to her.

This feeling made her feel very precious.

Lowering her head, a moist mist rose in her eyes, but a shallow arc was unconsciously raised at the corner of her mouth.

This man, whether he loves her or not, as long as he is like this, she is content.

Thinking like this in her heart, she also raised her hand subconsciously, and unconsciously swept his waist, causing Qin Fei to stiffen suddenly.

After chatting with her just now, the heat in his body finally disappeared, but when she moved like this, the heat seemed to start to restlessly in his body again.

Closing his eyes, Qin Feimo suppressed the heat as much as possible, and could only find some topics to talk about again.

But I was thinking about it for a long time, but I was so confused that I couldn't find a word, and I didn't know what to talk about.

After taking a deep breath, he felt the heat becoming more frantic. He completely compromised and lifted the bedding. "I'll take a shower."

The warm body suddenly left, and Feng Jinglei was still stunned, her head poked out of the bedding, and she was a little puzzled as she watched the man entering the bathroom.

I remember that he just went downstairs after taking a shower, why did he wash again?

After blinking her dark eyes, Feng Jinglei was puzzled, but tilted her head for a while, and suddenly seemed to understand something, her cheeks blushed.

Wouldn't he be... like in the movie, because of that feeling, he went to take a shower?

But it's still early spring, two months, doesn't it mean that it will freeze out if you take a cold bath.

Looking at the door, she felt distressed, but thinking of the reason for his bath, she got into the bed with shame.

After rushing for nearly twenty minutes, after coming out, Feng Jinglei on the bed was already asleep.

Under the dim light, he was condescending to look down at that sleeping face, heart, and tranquility like never before.

He doesn't love her, but he is willing to marry her against his own principles. Is it really just because of a child?

Once, he was disgusted with her, but now, he feels different about her, he doesn't hate this face.

Recalling a shallow arc, he stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, lay down beside her, and fell asleep unknowingly looking at the sleeping face...

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The next day.

A ray of sunlight sprinkled into the large bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Feng Jinglei woke up lazily with a touch of comfort.

Opening her eyes, looking at the strange and familiar ceiling and the decoration of this room, she was stunned to retrieve her memory. She slept in Qin Feimo's room last night.

Although she still didn't know the relationship between her and him, they seemed to get along very harmoniously last night, as he said, no matter what, at least they are getting married.

Thinking of this, the corner of her lips was filled with the sweet smile of waking up in the morning unconsciously.

"Knocking."

The door was knocked gently at this moment.

She raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and for a moment she felt like she was the hostess of this room.

Of course, this is just a reverie of her.

"Come in."

She opened the quilt casually, looked at the sunlight coming in and felt that it should be late, and then got up to wash.

Opening the door, Axian's wife walked in.

"Madam Young is awake."

Feng Jinglei had just stood on the ground with her feet, and when she heard Axian's name, she had a meal.

"Young lady?"

Auntie A Xian smiled, holding a lot of daily necessities in her hand, "The old lady said, you and the young master will get married soon, starting today, we have to change our words."