Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 171 Smile

Ye Mu turned around, without warning... Immediately he covered his eyes with his hand and let out an exclamation.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to wash it for me?" Mo Shen wished to see her panicked look, and the smile on her face grew stronger.

Ye Mu slammed his eyes tightly and refused to let go: "That... you turn around, turn around and I can help you wash it..."

"Only wash the back but not the front?" Mo Shen stared at Ye Mu with ambiguous eyes.

"Uncle in front can do it by himself..." Ye Mu murmured.

Her hand opened the bubble at some point, and the bubble rose in the huge bath until it reached her shoulder. In this way, Ye Mu seemed to relax a lot.

Looking at Ye Mu's drooping head and shrugging his shoulders, Mo Shen couldn't bear to continue teasing her and turned around.

As he wished, Ye Mu sighed lightly and used his hands to massage Mo Shen's back. Within a few minutes, she rinsed him with a shower, then rinsed herself clean, it was over.

On weekdays, Ye Mu has no habit of taking a nap. But today, she was tired and had to rest.

Out of the bathroom, I put on my pajamas, lay down on the bed, and took a breath of exhaustion.

After Mo Shen came out from inside, Ye Mu had already fallen asleep wrapped in the quilt, not even blowing his hair.

"Wipe her hair before going to sleep." Mo Shen bent over and sat on the side of the bed, raising her body with a big hand to speak.

Ye Mu opened his eyes slightly, with a pitiful expression: "I will wipe it after I sleep for a while."

She was half asleep and half awake, and when she said these words, her tone was pleading, and she was really sleepy.

Mo Shen clasped her body and did not put it down, letting her lean on him, pulling a towel from the sofa next to him with his long arms and wiping Ye Mu's hair.

Ye Mu fell asleep, but there was a hand on her long hair stroking herself, the movement was soft like a massage, she let out a comfortable cry and turned sideways. She was leaning on Mo Shen's shoulders, turned sideways, and almost fell. Mo Shen held her in time and moved her to his lap. With her head resting on his loose pajamas, there really was no sign of waking up. She was sleepy, but she was asleep with a smile on the corners of her eyes and lips.

"Really so tired?" Mo Shen's big hands still wiped her hair, but his eyes were placed on her delicate face and he chuckled.

Ye Mu's hair was very soft, and it disappeared after wiping it with a dry towel for a while. Mo Shen took another dry towel and wiped her long hair.

The towel wiped his hair and brought a cool breeze. Ye Mu might feel a little cold, and unconsciously leaned his face toward the hot spot. Leaning head under the towel is very comfortable.

Feeling Ye Mu's sleepiness and coldness, Mo Shen raised his hand to lift Ye Mu's body that was covered by the corners, and stroked Ye Mu's arm with his palm to make her warmer. He looked at Ye who was asleep without knowing it. Mu, the smile at the corner of his mouth became more bitter.

Her hair was almost dry, and Mo Shen put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Ye Mu slept for a long time this night, and was not awake in the afternoon. There was something temporarily at the company that needed Mo Shen to go over. Before leaving, Mo Shen went upstairs and took a look at Ye Mu who was sleeping.

Ye Mu hadn't woke up yet, Mo Shen tucked the quilt for her and printed a kiss on her forehead before going out.

The heavy snow outside showed no sign of stopping, nor did the sunlight show any signs of falling. On this day, the whole earth was full of daylight. Ye Mu slept very deeply, until she felt itchy in her arms before opening her eyes. She glanced at the daytime weather, took a breath, and stretched slightly. The itch on her arm did not stop, and she turned her head to look.

Bao Bao didn't know when he came in, and was leaning on Ye Mu's hand on the bed, arching her arm with a pig's head. Seeing the bag go upstairs so boldly, Ye Mu guessed that Mo Shen might be busy in the study.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ye Mu asked when he held the bag and touched the pig's nose with his fingertips.

Bao Bao avoided Ye Mu's hand excitedly, and hummed twice.

Ye Mu rubbed his hair with one hand, and walked to the window with the bag in the other. The snow outside was still big, and the snow on the snow seemed to be thicker than before. She looked through the window towards the back garden, where the snowman they had built in the morning was still there. It may be that Mo Shen told Cui Ma and the others. At this moment, the snowman had eyes and a nose, with a red bucket on his head and a big red scarf around his neck.

It turns out that you can see it standing here.

After Ye Mu went downstairs, she realized that Mo Shen had gone to the company. She was a little worried because of the snow outside. When driving in this weather, the car will skid. Just as Ye Mu was about to call and ask when Mo Shen would be back, the door of the living room rang, and she heard Cui Ma opening the door.

"Sir, you are back." Cui Ma opened the door and saw Mo Shen hurriedly handed over slippers.

Ye Mu put down his bag and walked over and asked, "Is it all right?"

Mo Shen changed his shoes, took off his coat with snow, and nodded, "It's okay. Why don't you sleep more?"

"It's been a long time since I slept." Ye Mu raised his eyes to look at Mo Shen, with some reproachful helplessness in his tender eyes.

Ye Mu took Mo Shen's coat and hung it on the hanger. The weather outside was too cold, and a layer of ice formed on the glass outside the window. Ye Mu looked at it and sighed slightly: "It will take several days for the snow to melt."

"Isn't it a good time to take a break in the snow for a few days?" Mo Shen circled her body behind her, and asked her in a low voice while watching the wind and snow outside.

Ye Mu shook his head, neither saying yes nor saying bad: "It is difficult to take a break. One or two days are okay. If this continues, the director will notify tomorrow to film the scene first, and the outside can relax for a while. slow."

Looking at the weather like this, Ye Mu could imagine the chill outside. Filming in winter is really painful for people who are afraid of the cold. But at home, it is a very enjoyable thing. In the corner, the servant lit the fireplace, nothing happened, just nesting there to read a book and listen to the song is a pleasant thing.

After enjoying such a warm and comfortable life, Ye Mu's lazy nerves were aroused. She finished her meal at night, but she was not sleepy in the morning. A man leaned against the window and looked at the snowman in the snowy night outside.

The white light of the day finally dimmed at this moment, and the snow-covered street lamp in the back garden glowed faintly through the small snowdrift, like stars smashed from the sky. When Ye Mu's eyes saw the snowman, he was taken aback.

She thought it was getting late, and she should have seen the snowman long ago. But the snowman in the back garden was covered with a layer of colored light, which was flashing like blinking eyes of various colors.

When Mo Shen opened the door and came in, Ye Mu hurriedly turned around and asked him, "The snowman...Is it decorated by my uncle?"

"Yeah." Mo Shen knew what she was asking, and he responded and walked towards her with his hands in his pockets: "Do you like it?"

Ye Mu's eyelids trembled slightly, and his lips were pursed, as if he didn't know what to say, he could only smile and nod.

(End of this chapter)