Cold CEO Chasing His Wife: Sweet Wife, Bringing In

Chapter 64

But Yu Qianyuan, who was staring at her, was not impatient at all, but enjoyed every minute and every second.

Yu Qianyuan picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and checked the time. It was 57:[-] in the morning, which was still early, and she was not in a hurry to wake her up.

So, Yu Qianyuan continued to stare at Yu Siqing's small face, stretched out her hand to stroke her small face, traced the outline of her face, slid across her facial features, and then stayed on her pink full lips.

Yu Qianyuan suddenly pressed her lips hard by accident.

"Hmm..." Yu Siqing groaned, smacked her mouth, and took Yu Qianyuan's fingers into her mouth.

"Qingqing..."

The low voice contained endless love, tenderness, pampering, and even a hint of desire...
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At [-]:[-], Yu Siqing grabbed Yu Qianyuan's clothes and groaned, smacked her mouth, her long and curly eyelashes trembled a few times, and then opened her big eyes.

Since she had just woken up, her usually bright and moist almond eyes now had a layer of mist, and she looked dazed and cute.

Yu Siqing opened her eyes and saw a handsome face, she was stunned for a while, and rubbed her blurred eyes with her little hand, only then did she see clearly who the person in front of her was.

"Brother Qianyuan... why are you here? Are you awake?"

Yu Siqing thought she was sleeping with Yu Jiu'er, and Yu Qianyuan came to look for her.

Seeing her confused appearance, Yu Qianyuan's heart softened, and she said softly: "Qingqing, this is my room. You fell asleep in it last night, so I let you sleep here."

"Ok?"

Yu Siqing blinked her eyes for a while, and only now did she realize that she was hugged by Yu Qianyuan, and she lost all sleepiness in an instant, and her little face turned crimson.

"Brother Qianyuan..."

Yu Siqing was so ashamed, she now remembered that she fell asleep while holding his waist last night.

Did I sleep with Brother Qianyuan last night?Still hugging and sleeping?

Thinking about it, Yu Siqing's little face was so red that it was about to bleed.

"Yeah." Yu Qianyuan's big palm gently stroked her pink and rosy face, "Qingqing, are you going to get up now?"

When he woke up in the morning, his voice was a little hoarse and deep, but also full of magnetism. This kind of voice entered Yu Siqing's ears.

The thin calluses on his big palm rubbed against her cheek a little itchy, Yu Siqing covered his big palm with her small hand and nodded her head gently.

Yu Qianyuan rubbed her cheek gently with her thumb for a while, then reluctantly withdrew her hand, got up and got out of bed.

Yu Siqing also sat up, got out of bed, put on the little pink slippers she wore at home, looked up at Yu Qianyuan and said, "Brother Qianyuan, then I'll go back to my room to wash my face and brush my teeth first!"

(End of this chapter)