Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Mi Bei didn't sleep even after saying good night, his heart was also turbulent. This was the purpose of his trip, and the result was much better than he thought. Looking at the lovely Han Cheng and Han Xin, he knew that they must be well cared for. They didn't know that the happy and perfect family in their hearts was no longer complete. He couldn't imagine how they would react when they had to face reality.

He himself had a perfect and happy family, but after his family fell into poverty a few years ago, he finally understood the meaning of family. Whether it was for his children or Zhuge Qinuo, his heartache surged like a surging tide, and a strong sense of responsibility and mission almost overwhelmed him. He was extremely eager to give them a complete and happy family, but he was afraid that he would make even the slightest mistake in the process.

For example, how to make the children accept it, how to get along with Zhuge Qinuo’s ex-husband, and how to balance his identity as a public figure with his personal privacy such as marriage and lover that he wants to protect.

Han Xin turned over and mumbled incoherently in his sleep. Mi Bei finished thinking and patted Zhuge Qinuo gently before he could reach out his hand: "Little cutie, I'm here! Sleep well!"

Zhuge Qinuo, who wanted to move, stopped moving after hearing Mi Bei's voice. He said the words she used to comfort Han Xin, and his voice was as gentle as hers. She was relieved.

At night, the two little guys probably drank too much at dinner and got up one after another. Han Xin got up first, went to the toilet, and drowsily squeezed to the outside of Zhuge Qinuo. He wanted to move him back, but Han Cheng was already sleeping in a cross-legged position. Zhuge Qinuo was too sleepy, so he didn't insist on taking him back, and just let him sleep like that.

Han Cheng got up not long after she fell asleep. He was a bit bigger, and after the child left, there was no separation between Zhuge Qinuo and Mi Bei, so she was particularly sensitive. But when Han Cheng came back from the toilet, he went straight to squeeze Mi Bei again.

Mi Bei moved in naturally. Zhuge Qinuo was so scared that she wanted to retreat, but there was no way to retreat. She wanted to turn around, but Mi Bei gently reached out his hand, gently placed it on her shoulder, and patted her.

"Do you think I'm a child?" Zhuge Qinuo was glad that he was not very sober, but at the same time she found that she could not avoid it. The soothing patting ended quickly, and Mi Bei did not make any other movements. The heart of the person who was patting her gradually calmed down.

My body was exhausted to the limit, and I couldn't even support the original wavering in my heart. Whatever, nothing was more important than sleep.

All worries melted away, and her consciousness gradually blurred, but Mi Bei's temperature and heartbeat gradually became clear. His heartbeat was strong and powerful, and the rhythm was steady. Zhuge Qinuo felt surrounded by warmth, and it was not the first time. This feeling was damn familiar, and she soon fell asleep.

The night was like a soft silk cloth, gently covering the room. Mi Bei slowly opened his eyes and quietly tightened his hands around her. It was the first time he fell asleep while sober, holding her in his arms, not drunk, not hurt, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

The sound of her even breathing was in his ears, which made him feel at ease and more awake. Sometimes the corners of his mouth rose, and sometimes he sighed softly. He began to think about their future, the bad things that might happen, the obstacles that might come, and the countless nights like this that they would spend together. He understood this feeling, which was longing and expectation.

As she was thinking, Zhuge Qinuo also moved, but she did not turn over, nor did she straddle him. Instead, she fumbled with her hands, and then found an exit - the lower edge of Mibei's short-sleeved shirt, and then reached up.

"Here we go again!" Mi Bei's whole body was stiff. But this time, he didn't want to stop her. He should belong to her in the first place, and there was no point in stopping her from touching something that belonged to her. Zhuge Qinuo did the same thing last time, and he really wanted to know where her hand was looking for.

However, this time, after she put her hand into his clothes, she moved her hand over his abdominal muscles twice and then stopped at his waist.

"Well, not too much! It seems that I thought too much last time." The body touched by her felt hot as if it was burned by fire. He turned his body slightly, looked up at the ceiling, and took a deep breath.

Perhaps his actions also influenced Zhuge Qinuo. Her hands moved again, down, and down again, the same route as last time. Mi Bei's heartbeat quickened. Although she was asleep, he still felt shy: "So direct?"

Her hand, like a little snake, pushed open the waistband of his underwear, and in his attempt not to stop her, he gradually became petrified.

"If any private parts are really touched, she will really be responsible for it." Mi Bei thought.

But the result was different from what he expected. She only extended half of her hand and then stopped.

It didn't touch any of his private parts, but it touched his sensitive nerves.

"Bad, so bad, how can you stop halfway?" Mi Bei couldn't help but complain, "Does this count as being responsible? I can't stop."

Mi Bei was disturbed by Zhuge Qinuo's unintentional teasing, which made it even more difficult for him to fall asleep. He suppressed it, and tried his best to suppress it.

He didn't dare to turn around, but his thoughts were flying. He moved his body and head as close to her as possible. Her breath seemed to be intertwined with the powerful beating of his heart. Every beat seemed to tell of his nervousness and joy.

He tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't suppress the restless emotions in his body.

She was so close, and his mind kept flashing back to her past smiles and eyes, and the moments they had spent together also reappeared over and over again. Zhuge Qinuo's hair fell softly on the pillow, and he couldn't help but stroke it gently.

He suddenly thought of a word - physiological liking. He firmly believed that he liked Zhuge Qinuo in this way. He subconsciously wanted to get closer to her. After a little physical contact, he expected more. After one step, he would want the next step. He became more greedy, but also more tolerant, and could tolerate everything about her.

I don't know when he fell asleep too.

In the middle of the night, Zhuge Qinuo woke up. She found that the distance between her and Mi Bei was completely different from when she was asleep. She curled up in his arms, her forehead resting on Mi Bei's body, very close. His breath fell on the top of her head, with a little warmth, ruffling her hair.

Zhuge Qinuo boldly stretched out his hand, bypassing Mi Bei's chest and reaching his back. He was asleep, and she didn't want to or need to avoid him. Sleeping was the best excuse. Who can say that people who are drowsy when sleeping should pay attention to their sleeping posture?

As if he had found a good way out for himself, Zhuge Qinuo smiled secretly, moved closer to him, and increased the strength in his hands.