Ye Xuanji seemed to finally let go and smiled, her smile as bright as the spring flowers blooming.
Drink the bowl of porridge slowly.
Today, Mo Qingcheng had a rare half-day of free time and did not go out again.[
I only handled some official business in the study, but came back soon.
Talking to Ye Xuanji in the room to relieve her boredom, saying something to make up for her loneliness these days.
After lunch, Ye Xuanji took a nap.
When she woke up, she found him sleeping next to her.
His arms half hugged her, and his long eyelashes were slightly closed, forming a faint silhouette under the eyelids. The arc was so beautiful that it was almost impossible to take his eyes away.
The midday sun shines in through the window screens, making it warm and quiet.
She gently brushed his eyelashes with her fingertips, feeling warm and satisfied in her heart.
This is her husband, the only man she loves in her life.
How lucky she was to meet him, fall in love with him, and be loved by him in this strange era.
She suddenly felt grateful for the big red-haired rice dumpling in the ancient tomb.
If it weren't for it, I wouldn't have traveled through time, nor would I have met the other half of my life——
She quietly studied his handsome face for a while, sleepiness came over her again, she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep again.
Even if she never wakes up from this sleep, she is happy to be able to embrace and stay with him like this.
The arms around her waist tightened slightly.
His voice sounded elegantly in her ears: "Madam, if you want to watch it, just watch it for a while, don't be embarrassed."
The warm breath blew against her ears, making her body feel slightly numb.
Ye Xuanji reluctantly opened her eyes and looked into a pair of dark, interesting eyes.
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"You - you pretend to sleep?!" Ye Xuanji blushed and pushed him.