Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Muyun is a very self-controlled person. She only slept for six hours this time, and woke up at dawn the next morning.

He didn't get up immediately, he just watched the piglet in his arms sleep soundly--

She was afraid of the cold, so she curled up in his arms and shrank into a small ball.

Ye Muyun leaned against the bedside and did nothing, just looking at her with picturesque brows... He didn't want to, but wanted her to sleep a little longer. He always felt that when a child grew up, he would sleep more.

Looking at her in this way, Xueer didn't wake up until 7:30 in the morning, opened her eyes, and in front of her was the man's lean body in a bathrobe.

Xueer was a little dazed, and buried in his arms again. After taking a deep breath of Yang, she asked softly, "Aren't you getting up?"

Although she is afraid of him, when she wakes up, she is usually a little ignorant and clingy. She likes to hold him and prefers him to change herself.

It's like now, with little limbs wrapped around him, with a small face resting on his heart, it seems that he has forgotten how overbearing and authoritarian he was before, and just want to sleep on him for a while.

Ye Muyun stretched out a palm and gently rubbed her long hair. She squinted her eyes straight in comfort, humming softly like a kitten, and then she lay down in his arms.

Suddenly, her body froze--

A 20-year-old man, in the early morning, there was another girl he liked lying in his arms. It was impossible if he didn't respond. At this time, she clearly felt the changes in his body.

Feeling a little flustered, she held her hand up, but she held it like this, but she pressed herself against him more and more tightly.

"Brother." Her voice was helpless, crying, begging him.

His eyes darkened and he looked at her silently for a long time.

Suddenly, he pressed the back of her head and kissed her lips hard...

The kiss was lingering and hard, breaking the previous scale. At this time, he was not kissing a girl, but a woman, a woman he had loved for many years.

All the enthusiasm in his heart was indulged in this kiss. The heat he squirted made her tremble and frightened. The temperature on his body was so hot that she almost jumped up, but she didn’t. She could only soften her body. Accept this kiss obediently.

The way he treated her seemed different, as if he had no scruples.

Her pajamas were loose and tender, she wanted to cover herself, but he didn't allow it, so she admired her inch by inch in the morning light and worshipped her...

At last she cried, her eyelids were pink, and he just woke up like a dream, leaning on her neck to calm himself...

After a while, his voice was very soft: "Afraid?"

Just now, he almost took her, really possessed her.

And she is not so mature.

He leaned on her neck and calmed down for a while, but the blood still didn't subside, he hesitated for a while, propped up his body, "I'll go to the bathroom."

His voice was very hoarse, but she was flushed with her small face, afraid to look at him.

Her cheeks had a lovely crimson color, which caused him to stretch out her hand and squeeze, then lifted the quilt and went straight to the bathroom.

She thought he was going to wash his face and brush his teeth. After all, it was time for him to get up, but she had something to say to him, so she thought about it, and went to the bathroom door and opened the door: "I have something..."

She couldn't finish it, because what he was doing made her completely stunned.

Not seeing it does not mean she doesn't know, let alone he is doing it straightforwardly.