Yang Yujuan and the others took a break, while Mo Zhicheng continued to work under the desk lamp.
He just finished grading his homework, and he has to prepare the text for tomorrow.
Everyone thinks teachers are relaxed, but not everyone can understand the bitterness involved.
At half past eleven, Mo Zhicheng packed up the textbooks and materials on the table, stood up and stretched, feeling a little more comfortable.
Looking back, Mo Zhicheng looked at Yang Yujuan and Mo Li on the bed. Although the light was dim, he could see her graceful figure.
Mo Zhicheng, who has not been with a woman for a long time, would not be moved when he sees the woman he once was.
But even if Mo Zhicheng was moved, he still swallowed his saliva secretly, how could he dare to do anything strange?
He was afraid that if he came even a little bit closer to Yang Yujuan, she would leave the house in fear.
Mo Zhicheng turned off the desk lamp and walked outside quietly.
He said that there was nothing wrong with him lying on the sofa, but Mo Zhicheng still didn't feel as comfortable as sleeping on the bed.
Of course, the sofa was definitely more comfortable than the couch and chair in the hospital at that time, but it was just a temporary rest.
And if he keeps sleeping on the sofa, he will definitely feel uncomfortable later.
But in order to allow Yang Yujuan to stay at home and not move out, Mo Zhicheng would rather sleep on the sofa, even if he sleeps for a year, sleeps for the rest of his life, and sleeps until the end of the world.
But just when Mo Zhicheng arrived at the door, a word floated over the bed: "You can rest here."
"Ah." Mo Zhicheng was stunned for a moment and turned around. Yang Yujuan was still sleeping there. It seemed that what she just said was not what she said.
Mo Zhicheng thought it was his hallucination. He hesitated and was about to leave when Yang Yujuan's voice came again: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Is...did you tell me?" Mo Zhicheng asked softly.
"If I didn't tell you, who else could I tell?" Yang Yujuan was a little angry.
Seeing that Mo Zhicheng had lost so much weight, she was afraid that he would not be able to rest well, so she asked him to come over and sleep on the bed.
Anyway, the 1.8-meter bed is so big that it can sleep one more person.
Seeing Yang Yujuan sitting up, Mo Zhicheng said worriedly: "Are you going to sleep on the sofa? You are not used to sleeping on the sofa."
When Yang Yujuan heard this, she was furious.
When did she say she wanted to sleep on the sofa? She just wanted to move her position so that Mo Zhicheng could come over and sleep on the bed.
It was better for him, thinking that he would come over to sleep on the bed, and then he called her to sleep on the sofa.
"I'm going to sleep on the sofa." Yang Yujuan said through gritted teeth.
"No." Mo Zhicheng said very firmly, "You will not sleep well."
"It has nothing to do with you." Although Mo Zhicheng took care of Yang Yujuan so much, she was still a little angry.
Mo Zhicheng said: "I'll go sleep on the sofa. Thank you for your concern."
"You sleep on the bed." Yang Yujuan's tone became a little fierce. In the past, whenever she spoke like this, Mo Zhicheng would obediently obey.
"But you..." Mo Zhicheng hesitated.
"I'm sleeping on the bed too." Yang Yujuan wanted to knock Mo Zhicheng on the head.
She thought he had changed a bit and was no longer what he was before, but she didn't expect that he was still the same as he is now.
Mo Zhicheng was overjoyed when he heard this. When he was about to go to the sofa to get the quilt, he accidentally hit his head on the edge of the door.
"Pa." Mo Zhicheng covered his head and bared his teeth.
"Don't you walk without eyes?" Yang Yujuan asked.
Mo Zhicheng glanced at Yang Yujuan, feeling her slim figure, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
Even if he couldn't do that, as long as he could sleep next to Yang Yujuan, he felt very happy.
Mo Zhicheng happily went to the living room and returned to the room holding the quilt and pillow, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Mo Li, who was sleeping next to the bed just now, was moved to the middle, and Yang Yujuan slept in Mo Li's position.
There is a space for a person on the right, and that is for him.
Mo Zhicheng, who was very hot just now, felt as if someone had poured ice water on him, and his whole body felt bad.
"What are you standing there for? Why don't you go to bed quickly?" Yang Yujuan couldn't help but be amused secretly when she saw Mo Zhicheng standing there stupidly.
She knew what Mo Zhicheng meant just now, but as Xiaoxiang said, she would not give Mo Zhicheng that chance.
Xiaoxiang was right, Mo Zhicheng was a very "tangled" man, and she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself.
Besides, they all said that they wanted to cut ties with him, so of course they couldn't have any kind of relationship with him.
"Okay, I'll go to sleep quickly." Mo Zhicheng didn't dare to have other extravagant thoughts. After all, being able to sleep in bed was an accident.
Mo Zhicheng hurriedly put the quilt and pillow on the bed and quietly got on the bed, not daring to make any movement.
Although he was separated from Mo Li, Mo Zhicheng opened his eyes and saw Yang Yujuan opposite him, and his heart rippled involuntarily.
"What are you looking at? Go to bed quickly." Yang Yujuan glared at Mo Zhicheng.
She seemed to regret a little. After letting this man sleep in the bed, would he have random thoughts?
No, he was already thinking wildly. The way he looked at her just now revealed...
In the past, whenever he looked at her like this in the room, she knew what he wanted to do.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep." Mo Zhicheng calmed down, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Although he had other ideas in his mind, it was already very good for Yang Yujuan to let him sleep on the bed.
Not long after, Mo Zhicheng heard the sound of snoring.
Yang Yujuan opened her eyes, which had been closed, with a trace of pity in her eyes.
Mo Zhicheng rarely snores when sleeping, but he was too tired during this period, which is why he snores like this.
If it were in the past, Yang Yujuan would not be able to sleep when she heard Mo Zhicheng's snoring, but now for some reason, she did not dislike it and gently closed her eyes.
Not long after, Yang Yujuan also fell asleep. She seemed to feel more peaceful than ever before.
When the alarm clock rang, Mo Zhicheng woke up suddenly and hurriedly turned off the alarm for fear of waking up others.
Mo Li's sleeping posture was unflattering, with her legs spread wide, one on Mo Zhicheng's side and one on Yang Yujuan's side.
Mo Zhicheng raised his head slightly and glanced at Yang Yujuan over there.
She was so elegant in her sleep. Mo Zhicheng knew that he would only like her as a woman in his life, and no other woman could get into the bottom of his heart.
Just when Mo Zhicheng felt that he was going to cook breakfast after watching for so long, Yang Yujuan suddenly opened her eyes and shouted: "What are you looking at?"
"You woke up so early?" Mo Zhicheng asked in surprise, "Did the alarm wake you up?"
In the past, when Yang Yujuan was woken up by the alarm, she would continue to sleep.
But today she heard the alarm and wanted to see Mo Zhicheng.
Unexpectedly, Mo Zhicheng was secretly looking at her, which made her angry and funny.
"Go and cook breakfast quickly." Yang Yujuan said.
"Well, you can continue to sleep. I'll wake you up when the time comes." Mo Zhicheng said considerately.
Yang Yujuan nodded gently, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.
This is Mo Zhicheng's thoughtfulness. He goes to bed later than her, but wakes up earlier than her.
