Chapter 491: Goodnight, wife

Hearing the same lyrics and melody again at this time made Zhao Donghan feel completely different.
Last time, when she heard this song, Mu Yichen hadn't expressed her thoughts to her. Therefore, she thought what he was expressing was a nostalgia for first love; and at this moment, they were already in love with each other. Moreover, she already knew that Mu Yichen's first love was herself. Therefore, her understanding of this song has gone beyond the surface. She felt deeply that he sang to her earnestly, hoping that she would be happy and have a good dream.
She just tried to make a request. She wasn't sure whether this man would do it. No, Mu Yichen actually agreed and sang her to sleep. His voice was like a natural sound, and every syllable struck Zhao Donghan's heartstrings, shaking her soul. The man who spoiled her like this made her reluctant to let go.
Now, no matter what their formal relationship is, Zhao Donghan firmly believes that the hearts of two people are tightly attached.
Hopefully, time can stand still in this one. In this case, no one will ever bother them. After singing a song, the lingering sound disappeared, and her heart was full of warmth. Listening to the steady heartbeat in the man's chest, she closed a pair of beautiful eyes and gradually fell asleep.
Mu Yichen lowered his head and stared at her cute sleeping face, lost in thought.
In fact, during the time she was away, Mu Yichen hadn't had a good rest for a long time. Now, he is not not sleepy, but he is afraid to close his eyes. As long as she is a flash god, she will disappear without a trace again. Therefore, his nerves have been tight. You can only do with her non-stop, the intimate things that the husband and wife can do to prove her existence.
Yes, he tired her out on purpose. At this moment, the sweetheart is sleeping beside him. The girl's long breaths gently sprayed on his chest. It seemed that it was absolutely impossible for her, no matter how strong she was, she escaped quietly. Only after Mu Yichen relaxed, he felt a little relieved.
He was thinking about everything in his mind from the time she came back today to what happened now. Zhao Xia Nuan was pregnant, and it was mostly her boyfriend who refused to be responsible, so she planned to give him the pot. Xiaohan misunderstood him when he heard the words of one side. This incident did make him very angry, but it was easy to solve. Real can't be fake, and fake can't be real.
Xiaohan had him in his heart, and Mu Yichen could see it. However, after all, he forcibly left people behind. He could clearly see her performance with Ouyang Tian before. Now, in Zhao Donghan's heart, Mu Yichen has no idea of ​​the weight between him and Ouyang Tian.
He glanced at the trash can in the distance, and the corners of his lips curled in relief. If you compare them vertically, their relationship has changed drastically. I still remember that when he and Xiaohan first met, she planned to stab him with a knife. But just now, he made a gesture to hurt himself, but she blocked it in every way, lest he be hurt. From this point of view, it is still worth happy.
She is back now, and he won't let go anymore. He had had enough without her.
The man leaned down and kissed her gently on her white and smooth forehead. At the same time, he said silently in his heart:
Goodnight, wife.
He never called her that way all day today. Not because she didn't want to, but because she had told him that he was not allowed to call her that way. Her words at the time left him too deep a shadow, and it has become a knot of his heart. Before some of the mysteries were solved, he didn't want to be so passionate anymore.
Mu Yichen raised his hand to turn off the light and slowly closed his eyes.
This night, Zhao Donghan slept very deeply and had no dreams. As it approached noon, the girl's eyelashes flickered and she slowly opened her eyes.
After catching a glimpse of the high ceiling and the luxurious surroundings, she was in a trance for a moment. After a long while, she remembered that she had returned to Mu Yichen's villa. Moreover, he slept in his bedroom last night.
Looking sideways, the place next to him is empty. How about Mu Yichen others? Zhao Donghan propped up and planned to sit up and look for his man's whereabouts. As a result, the whole person was as if he had been carrying cement for days and nights on a construction site, and his limbs were weak and weak.
She gritted her teeth, barely sat up from the bed, slandered desperately in her heart:
Damn it, blame the man who doesn't know how to control. After being tossed by him all night, it was more tired than the work that had been added for several days.
At this time, the sound of Xisuo Suo heard in the ear. Looking for her reputation, she saw a tall and straight figure standing by the long solid wood table. He was carrying something in his left hand, and a pair of scissors in his right hand. The brows were slightly twisted, and the scissors in his hand seemed to be about to cut.
On the table next to him, was her suitcase. At this time, it has been opened. Things that were originally neat were spread out on the table in a mess.
The noon sun sprinkled on the side of the man Junyi's face, adding a touch of softness to him, and it was so charming.
Zhao Donghan rubbed her eyes, and after showing her clearly what was on the man's left hand, her eyes widened immediately. What Mu Yichen held in her hand turned out to be her suspender underwear.
She ignored her soreness and got out of bed immediately. Putting on the slippers, he ran up to him in a few steps, grabbed his underwear, hid behind him, blushing and asked loudly, "What do you want to do?"
"Are you awake?" Mu Yichen raised his eyebrows at her, his face flushed, and replied, "Just now, after I woke up before you, I felt I had nothing to do, so I planned to pack your luggage for you. Put it in the closet."
"Even so, why are you moving my underwear? What do you plan to do with these scissors?" She hurriedly folded her underwear and put it into a pocket.
"I suddenly discovered that the styles of your underwear are too conservative. Each piece is scumbag and not at all. Therefore, a man with a natural taste, I plan to appear as a designer for you. Cut it again. How, you must feel very honored?"
Having said that, he raised his hand with joy and waved a few scissors in the air, "For example, in this one, you can cut off the shoulder one side and poke a few holes in it. After the change, you can wear it again. Give it a try. I promise, the temperament will be different soon."
"Don't, you forgive it! This is what I just bought. After you cut it, how do you want me to wear it?" Zhao Donghan didn't feel honored, but rather thankful. Fortunately, I woke up in time to save my belongings. Otherwise, a good piece of clothing will have to be ruined by this man.