Luo Qingjiu came in quickly holding a cup of steaming ginger soup. He picked up a spoonful of it and blew the heat away and handed it to Shen Yue's lips, "Open your mouth."
Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, then she pursed her lips and took a sip of ginger soup obediently. The hot soup diluted the coldness on her body, and she felt much better.
"How about it?"
"It tastes good! It's also a little sweet." Shen Yue praised vaguely.
Luo Qingjiu curled up a smile and watched her finish the ginger soup before placing the empty bowl on the table.
Then he turned around and walked towards the door, closed the door, and then returned to the couch.
Watching Luo Qingjiu take off her clothes and go to bed, all at once.
Shen Yue couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Looking at Juan Yan so close, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
As if she noticed something, Luo Qingjiu took the person into her arms with one hand, and the familiar light herbal fragrance penetrated into her nostrils with a breath of concentration.
Luo Qingjiu buried her head in her shoulder, greedily smelling the reassuring smell.
Warm breath sprayed on her shoulder, with a numb and tingling sensation. Shen Yue's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. Just when she was about to open her mouth and push him away, the sound of even breathing could be heard in her ears.
Shen Yue was stunned for a moment and looked down, seeing that Luo Qingjiu had fallen asleep.
Looking at his familiar eyebrows and gently raised eyebrows, Shen Yue was slightly absent-minded. She stretched out her hand and touched Luo Qingjiu's face, rubbing her fingertips gently between his eyebrows, trying to relieve him of fatigue. .
Luo Qingjiu seemed to be sensing something while she was sleeping. As Shen Yue's fingertips moved, the ridge between her eyebrows gradually relaxed.
Luo Qingjiu was extremely tired and slept all day and night.
When he woke up again, it was already noon on the second day.
Luo Qingjiu couldn't help but sigh, how long had it been since he had such a rest?
When he finished packing and went out, he met Ah Yue who was looking for him.
The moment Shen Yue saw him, her eyes lit up and her voice couldn't stop being happy, "Mr. sir, are you awake? Why don't you rest for a while?"
Luo Qingjiu nodded her nose in a funny way, "I've rested. My husband just wants to stay with you more."
As soon as these words came out, Shen Yue blushed again, scolded him, and went to prepare food.
Seeing the little daughter-in-law running away, Luo Qingjiu took a big step and followed her.
During this period of time, Aunt Yao was responsible for everything, but Luo Qingjiu had just come back, and Shen Yue still wanted to cook herself.
As soon as the ingredients were poured into the pot, Luo Qingjiu squeezed into the kitchen and helped cook together.
Although this lunch was simple, it was the most comfortable meal the two of them had during this time.
After dinner, Shen Yue took Luo Qingjiu to take a lunch break.
Luo Qingjiu followed his wife back to the house, but he had just woken up, where could he sleep?
He held his chin and looked at Shen Yue with gentle and affectionate eyes. It was obviously the beginning of winter, but he felt a little hot in his heart.
Luo Qingjiu stared straight at Shen Yue. Even though she was a good sleeper, she couldn't sleep at this time.
Shen Yue raised her eyes and looked at Luo Qingjiu with some dissatisfaction, "Ms. sir, you..."
Before she finished speaking, Luo Qingjiu leaned over and kissed her pink lips. The soft and long kiss made people indulge in it.
After a lot of lingering, Shen Yue was already dizzy from being kissed, and her head was a mess.
Luo Qingjiu looked at the panting woman in her arms, curled her lips and smiled, "Ayue, you have grown up."