Greedy pleasure

This is not appropriate.

Yan Xiaomi came to thank him and take care of him when he was sick, not to sleep with him.

She knew it clearly in her heart, but when those clear eyes fell on him, the words of refusal were stuck in her throat.

He looked very pale. He used to be a high-spirited and energetic person, but now he looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.

The afternoon sun shrouded him, but it couldn't hide the loneliness he exuded.

Poor man, sick and alone living here, no friends or family.

With his workaholic spirit, he would definitely go home to rest when he couldn't hold on at the company. Seriously... no one would know if he died at home, right?

She really didn't want to convince herself, but she couldn't refuse every message related to him that popped up.

So she said cautiously, "I can't bear it, I didn't take a shower."

"It's okay." He suddenly walked towards her, and his tall and straight body instantly enveloped her.

His slender and clean fingers clasped her wrist, and she turned out of the wild room, and he still didn't forget to close the door.

Yan Xiaomi was confused, so he grabbed her and went to the bedroom, and he strictly asked her to go to the cloakroom to get a set of home clothes she left here.

Then he climbed into bed and was forced to sleep by him.

She was actually a little sleepy, but somehow she met him, her spirits were high, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

He was naked to the waist, and touching him...wasn't right.

But if you don't let it go anywhere, it's not comfortable to be hugged by him like this.

Between the nostrils is his clean and pleasant breath, which continuously drills into her nose and inhales into her lungs.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of his even breathing came from above her head. Hearing that sound, she also fell asleep unknowingly.

Yan Xiaomi didn't sleep well in the hospital, and got up early in the morning to drive the car, so it was dark when she woke up.

The room was illuminated by the light of street lamps, and the scene inside could barely be seen clearly.

He hadn't woken up yet, Yan Xiaomi tiptoed up on the bed and went downstairs to make porridge.

In the past few days since she left Shu Chiye, she was a little unaccustomed to it at first, and then she heartlessly fought with Lu Yan'an all day long, ignoring her insomnia at all.

But Shu Chiye was extremely unaccustomed to her absence. Although she had lived for so many years, she only accompanied him for a short time.

Once a habit is formed, it is difficult to change, so he hasn't had a good rest these days. This is the first time he has slept so peacefully since she broke up unilaterally.

Yan Xiaomi doesn't know how to cook porridge, so she was tossing and checking while checking on her mobile phone, but it was obvious that the ratio was wrong, resulting in too much water, and a pot of clear soup with little water was produced.

She moved a chair and sat in the kitchen, stirring the spoon constantly, deliberating to remove some of the soup.

Toss again.

Shu Chiye didn't know how long she had been tossing around, but after waking up, she saw her clumsy back in front of the stove.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and he couldn't help but frowned and walked over.

"Are you awake?" Yan Xiaomi just got half of the soup out when a shadow suddenly appeared.

Looking back at Shu Chiye's questioning gaze, she put down the spoon in a deep breath, "I don't know how to cook, if you didn't let me sleep with you just now, no matter how much I toss, I should have made a bowl of porridge."

But now... She's only been tossing about for nearly an hour.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and clasped her fingers tightly together in front of her.

Like a kid who made a mistake.

Shu Chiye picked up the spoon helplessly and speechlessly, "Leave it to me, you can go out."

"That won't work, you are a patient, you sit here, you direct, I will do it." Yan Xiaomi took his arm and made him sit down on the chair.

But she was not as strong as him, so she couldn't move after a couple of tugs. She raised her clear eyes to see Shu Chiye's slightly raised eyebrows, and she turned around and went out.

His complexion looked better, probably because of the stomach medicine.

It's what he insisted on, so we can't blame her for not taking good care of her.

She didn't know what Shu Chiye had done, so she came out after a few minutes of jingling.

"It will take half an hour." He threw the disposable paper towels for wiping hands into the trash can, glanced sideways at her who was stroking the cat on the sofa, and asked, "I'll have porridge, how about you?"

What he meant was that she didn't need to drink porridge with him.

Yan Xiaomi had just been treated differently by Taohuabai in the hospital, and she knew it was uncomfortable, so she didn't do it.

"I'll just have porridge."

Hearing this, he looked at her for a few seconds before driving his long legs over and sitting down on the sofa.

For some reason, Ye Pai, who had been very reluctant to get close to Shu Chiye, got out of Yan Xiaomi's arms for the first time and went to him.

She seemed to smell the plaster on his body, sniffed at his chest, and then lay cross-legged on his lap.

He just paused for a moment, then fell asleep on his lap, squinting his big sapphire-like eyes and dozing off.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet, and Yan Xiaomi felt an embarrassing ambiguity spontaneously arose.

The lonely man and the widow lived in the same room, and they had intimate relationships countless times even at night.

His hand with clear veins hanging on his side is extremely attractive, and the blue veins hidden in the forearm are deprived of sexy tension by the well-defined muscles.

Bah, she scolded herself severely in her heart, he is still a patient, how could she be so——

"Uncomfortable?" Shu Chiye narrowed his eyes slightly. Seeing that her ears were so red, he raised his hand and placed it on her forehead.

Her body temperature was normal, and her cheeks and ears were red.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, sat up straight and looked at her, "Is it hot?"

Her slap-sized face was reflected in his black pupils, and even the embarrassment on her face was clearly revealed.

Instinctively, she leaned back, opened the distance between the two of them, and waved her hands in front of her a few times, "Yeah, isn't it summer now? Can it not be hot?"

"The air conditioner is on, 21 degrees." Shu Chiye raised his eyes and glanced at the central air conditioner. The cold wind was blowing directly on his cheeks, and he felt a little cool.

It is estimated that she was too hot when she came out of the kitchen just now, so she lowered the temperature.

"That's because it was too hot when cooking porridge in the kitchen just now, so it was steamed." Yan Xiaomi lied and didn't make a draft.

Shu Chiye snorted coldly, and did not poke her, looking down at Yebu who had widened his eyes when he heard them talking.

After half an hour, the porridge was ready.

Yan Xiaomi added porridge for both of them, and sat down in the restaurant to eat quietly.

Both of them slept all afternoon, and couldn't sleep at night. Shu Chiye suggested watching a movie.

She hesitated.

Which movie doesn't have any romance?Ghost movies are all yellow now, in case you see something you shouldn't watch...

No, she just wanted to avoid embarrassment, not to do anything.

I caught a glimpse of the man on the sofa looking into his eyes, and his thin lips curved into a half-smile, as if his mind had been punctured.

"Ahem——" She walked over and sat down, cleared her throat, took the remote control in his hand and said, "Let me choose."