Ding Yiyi closed her eyes and frowned, her little face blushed, and she felt her face wet and warm. She hummed comfortably and turned her head to suppress the warmth.

Ye Nianmo looked at her half of her cheek with embarrassment and suppressed her hand holding a wet wipe. Seeing that the other party was already asleep, he had to bend down and move her cheek closer carefully.

The person who should have fallen asleep woke up at this time. She grabbed his wrist and pressed him down.

Worried that she would hurt herself, he fell down, his wrist pressed by his soft palm, "What do you want to do?"

Ye Nianmo easily moved the wet wipes in his hand, "Stop making trouble, have a good rest."

She opened her eyes wide, looked very cute in a daze, and her tone was slow, "You said, we are husband and wife, you are so kind to me, are you trying to do that to me?"

If she were normal, she would never say such words, but between being half drunk and half awake, she indulged her soul.

Her hair drooped to both sides of Ye Nianmo's cheeks. He felt the warmth in her palm, but his tone became deeper because of her questions and the content of the questions. "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know." Ding Yiyi nodded, and the force of holding his wrist tightened a little again.

He smiled, smiling relaxed, "Then do you know who you are?"

"Emily." She paused, but was a little depressed, "I know who I am, I am Ding Yiyi."

His eyes were softer and his tone became much lighter, as if every word was a marshmallow stepping on the clouds, and he could not find the weight. "Then," he looked at her with all his attention, "Who am I?"

This question seemed to make Ding Yiyi feel very relaxed. She spoke without hesitation, "Ye Nianmo."

The tail tone of the name has not disappeared between the lips and teeth, and the two have easily changed positions. His body is enough to wrap her tightly, just like a spider prey on prey.

His voice was extremely low, with a hint of rapid memory, "I have lost you for half a year. Do you think I have desire for you?"

This is a rhetorical question, a rhetorical question that makes people blush when they think of it. Ding Yiyi's face turned redder, but she didn't know if it was because of alcohol or because of this sentence?

The way she chose to escape was to pretend to sleep, and she would not listen to things outside the window when she closed her eyes. After closing her eyes, her ears became smarter, and she could also feel the dull breathing of a man on her head, blowing one or two hairs.

Soon she heard a faint sigh, and then her cheeks softened. This softness and wet wipes felt very different, making her feel even more comfortable and overwhelmed.

The confinement on her body left, and she didn't dare to move, and continued to pretend to be asleep until the end, but felt that Ye Nianmo did not leave, but put her hand on her back and patted her gently.

As she slapped, she felt sleepy really spread to her heart, and she was clamoring to fall asleep, and soon she really fell asleep.

Ye Nianmo lowered his head and saw that the person in his arms was indeed asleep rather than pretending to be asleep. Then he rose sideways, pulled the quilt and covered the person tightly, and then turned on the humidifier.

It was already very late, and there was a hint of distress in his expression, but it was limited to distress. He got up and walked out of the room and gently brought the door.

I drove out of the villa area, and the night was lonely, and there were only a few cars scattered on the road, and after the noise, I felt as quiet as if I was dead.
Chapter completed!