This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 451 Real World (14)

Shen Yue looked around.

Sang Fan said: "The guest room is a bit messy. It will be cleaned tomorrow before it can be occupied."

Shen Yue nodded.

She was sitting on the sofa, her eyelashes drooping naturally, and a shadow fell under her pale eyelids, giving her whole person a heart-warming tenderness.

Seeing this, Sang Fan's heartbeat quickened for a moment and his nerves became excited.

When he realized this, he immediately left his sight.

After a while, the atmosphere became quiet.

"I'm a little sleepy." Shen Yue raised her head and looked at him, very honestly.

Sang Fan: "...Okay."

With a tight mouth, he immediately left and returned to the bedroom. Who knows why he kept standing there like a fool.

In the middle of the night, Sang Fan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He looked at the dark ceiling, not feeling sleepy at all.

It was the ultimate quietness in my ears.

There was no movement in the living room. The girl must have fallen asleep.

He got up from the bed, smoked a few cigarettes, and felt a little thirsty in his throat, so he quietly went to the refrigerator and got a bottle of water.

The temperature of the air conditioner was a bit low. The girl lying on the sofa was thin and petite. The blanket was not well covered, and her arms were exposed.

Sang Fan looked aside for a long time before slowly walking over.

He leaned over, picked up the blanket and covered the girl, but for some reason, he did not leave immediately, but slowly squatted down.

The faint fragrance on the tip of his nose made his pupils shrink slightly and he frowned slightly.

Last time I was on the lawn of the hospital, I seemed to have fallen asleep with this smell.

That was the first time in half a year that he slept so peacefully.

He was sitting next to the sofa. There was a thick carpet underneath, which was quite comfortable.

In this dim light, Sang Fan's sight was like an invisible sharp sword, sweeping over every part of the girl's face.

Exquisite, beautiful, and so clean that you won’t want to touch it.

His breathing was very light, the rise and fall of his chest was very small, and the breath he exhaled was like a feather, crossing the tip of his heart and provoking his nerves.

It was already late at night, and the moon was covered by dark clouds.

Sang Fan supported his chin with his hand and stared intensely at the sleeping girl in front of him.

Maybe even he himself didn't realize that the creepy fascination of that person was surging in his eyes.

The breath gently brushed his face, giving him a strange feeling of dizziness, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Then he heard his own heartbeat, sonorous and powerful.

He was lying next to him, his long legs huddled together. This was not a comfortable position, because he was too tall, and there was always a sense of restraint when squeezed here, but he couldn't bear to leave.

Just looking at the girl quietly, their faces were very close and their breathing was intertwined.

A sense of sleepiness that he had never experienced before came over him. Sang Fan had never felt like this before. Just looking at him like this made his heart feel swollen with satisfaction.

Then I fell asleep and slept until dawn.

I slept until 8 o'clock.

When Sang Fan woke up, his eyes showed calmness. He seemed so awake that he had never slept before, but his spirit was as relaxed as ever.

This time he no longer doubted it.

No matter how weird it is, that's it.

The girl was able to somehow cure the insomnia that had been tormenting him for half a year.

This is a good thing, Sang Fan is already thinking about how to let the girl stay here for a few more days.

Shen Yue was awakened by a burst of fragrance and woke up in a daze, her hair a mess.

Sang Fan just came out of the kitchen, holding hot and fragrant preserved egg and lean meat porridge in his hand.

Sang Fan looked at her, his voice was deep and pleasant.

"The guest room has been tidied up. There is also a bathroom inside. Go and wash up."

Shen Yue nodded obediently and went to the guest room to wash up.

Being very hungry, Shen Yue quickly finished washing and looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table. She looked at the man with admiration.

"Wow! You are amazing."

This is a sincere sigh.

The corners of Sang Fan's mouth curved slightly, it was very small and disappeared immediately.

Calm on the surface, he adjusted his breathing, his voice a little unsteady: "I know how to do a lot, but later you will know that these are nothing."

After hearing this, Shen Yue's eyes brightened even more.

It’s rare for boys to cook, let alone cooking something so delicious, it’s even rarer.

Anyway, none of the men around Shen Yue can cook.

Whether it's her father or Jiang Bainian.

Shen Yue took a sip, her eyes widened like a cute little white rabbit, "Your girlfriend will be blessed from now on."

"Yeah?"

Sang Fan's tone was very calm, and his voice was very magnetic, as if it was just rolling his Adam's apple.

Shen Yue soon lost his mind to talk and was not focused on the breakfast.

It's really delicious.

The ingredients are obviously the same, but the taste made by Sang Fan is much better than others, even comparable to that of the chef.

Anyway, I don’t know how many more chefs there are than the Shen family.

Every time the Shen family chefs make soup or porridge, medicinal herbs are added to it. No matter how delicious it is, it will turn bitter after adding medicinal herbs. The taste is extremely weird, and it has long lost its original deliciousness.

This also caused Shen Yue to have no appetite at all every time he ate, and he ate as little as possible.

The chef of the Shen family cooks in different ways every day, but he still can't arouse her appetite at all.

After eating, Shen Yue washed the dishes obediently and consciously.

After washing the dishes meticulously, Shen Yue took out two pieces of paper to wipe his hands.

Sang Fan changed his clothes and came out. The clothes he wore today were different from those in the past. The extremely simple black shirt outlined his perfect figure, with wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. Every inch was smooth and full of power.

Two buttons were undone, exposing the collarbone.

He is handsome and wild, exuding sexy hormones all the time.

He was originally handsome, but his mountain-like aura was very oppressive.

Shen Yue wiped her hands clean and asked politely: "Are you going out?"

Sang Fan was adjusting his collar. He paused for a moment, glanced at her, and nodded.

Shen Yue scratched the corner of his clothes and felt that he should say something.

At this moment, Sang Fan's cell phone placed on the coffee table rang.

Sang Fan walked over and answered the phone.

Xiao Yansheng's whirring voice came from the other end of the phone. That loud voice could be heard far through the phone.

"Old Sang! Why haven't you arrived yet? Xia Qiong is already watching the exhibition. If you don't hurry up, you'll be too late."

Sang Fan answered calmly, not anxious at all.

"Soon."

"Where are you now?"

"On the way."

"Hurry up! Otherwise, you really won't be able to catch up. You won't be able to seize such a good opportunity. Do you still want to chase Xia Qiong?"

Subconsciously, Sang Fan turned down the volume on his phone, glanced at the girl next to him with his peripheral vision, whispered a few perfunctory words, and immediately hung up the phone.

(End of chapter)