Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

In order to prevent Su Ruonan from feeling embarrassed, Song Shiye stayed busy in the study.

Time passed minute by minute, and the hands of the wall clock slowly pointed to the number eleven. Song Shiye finally stopped what he was doing, stood up and left the study.

The lights in the living room were on, and the dim yellow light softly spread to every corner of the room. The TV screen flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and a program was playing, but the person watching TV had already fallen asleep, his body slightly tilted, leaning against the soft back of the sofa.

She seemed to be sleeping so soundly that even the footsteps of the approaching person did not wake her up.

Song Shiye walked to the sofa. He did not wake up Su Ruonan immediately. Instead, he gently picked up the remote control on the table and pressed the power off button. The sound and picture of the TV stopped abruptly.

Song Shiye slowly squatted down, his eyes quietly falling on Su Ruonan's face.

The girl's lips were an alluring red, as vibrant and eye-catching as blooming petals. Their lips pressed gently together, revealing a glimpse of neat, white teeth through the tiny gap. Her breathing was even and deep, evidently lost in a sweet dream.

At this moment, Song Shiye just wanted to taste the taste of the lips that tempted him. Song Shiye also followed his inner thoughts and slowly approached Su Ruonan.

Then, the cold lips and the warm jelly-like lips gently pressed together. He couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his eyes darkened.

Song Shiye didn't dare to take any further action, for fear of waking up the sleeping Su Ruonan.

Su Ruonan felt her lips itchy in her sleep. She reached out and touched her lips, and when she found nothing unusual, she fell asleep again.

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The vibration of the cell phone woke Su Ruonan up.

Workers’ holidays are over and they have to get up early to go to work today.

Su Ruonan's eyes were still closed, but her slender fingers moved. Hey, when did her Kuromi plush pillow become so hard?

Su Ruonan then scratched it with her fingers. The touch was firm and elastic, and most importantly, warm.

Realizing that what she was holding was not her own Kuromi plush pillow, Su Ruonan was shocked and immediately opened her eyes. The scene in front of her made Su Ruonan want to disappear into the ground immediately.

Oh my God, what is she doing!

She actually grabbed Song Shiye's chest muscles and squeezed them hard with her five fingers. The strong and hard touch seemed to still linger on her fingertips. What was worse was that her legs had used one of Song Shiye's legs as a pillow, tightly clamped between her legs, and her face was pressed tightly against the crook of Song Shiye's neck.

The two of them fit together perfectly, leaving no space between them, like a pair of intimate lovers, snuggling together.

Su Ruonan felt her face getting hot and her heartbeat started to accelerate. She carefully moved her gaze upwards, fearing that she would wake up Song Shiye. Fortunately, Song Shiye's eyes were not open, and he was obviously still sleeping soundly.

Su Ruonan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not dare to be careless. She gently moved her hands away from Song Shiye's chest, and then moved her legs little by little, trying to move them away from Song Shiye's body.

Every movement was made with extreme caution so as not to wake up Song Shiye.

After finally moving her legs off Song Shiye, Su Ruonan breathed a sigh of relief. But before she could be happy, she found that Song Shiye seemed to be awakened by her actions. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes slowly opened. Su Ruonan's heart suddenly rose to her throat, her breathing stagnated, and a trace of panic rose in her heart.

"Song Shiye..." Su Ruonan was so nervous that her voice trembled. She didn't know how to explain the current situation and could only smile awkwardly. "I... I'm used to sleeping with a pillow. I can't get used to sleeping without one. I think I mistook you for a pillow. I'm sorry."

She decided to pay attention to her sleeping posture in the future to avoid such embarrassing situations from happening again.

Song Shiye looked at her with some doubt and confusion in his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and seemed to be still a little sleepy.

"It doesn't matter. Since Mrs. Song likes it, I can be Mrs. Song's human-shaped pillow forever for free." The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Su Ruonan's cheeks flushed, her eyes flickered, and her long, curled eyelashes moved up and down quickly. The morning sunlight shone through the window, hitting the girl's three-dimensional face with a thin halo.

Her cold face now had a touch of charm because of shyness.

Song Shiye knew to stop while he was ahead, fearing that he would not be able to control himself and scare Su Ruonan. The two of them had finally managed to get a little closer to each other, and he didn't want to scare her away like that.

Wouldn’t it be a great loss if I didn’t have a sweet and soft wife to hold in my arms while sleeping?

Song Shiye stopped teasing Su Ruonan: "Mrs. Song, if you don't get up now, you'll be late."

Yes, if you are late you won’t get the attendance bonus. I’m only a few days away from getting the attendance bonus this month, and I can’t miss out on it because of a mistake today.

Su Ruonan immediately sat up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom in her slippers.

When Su Ruonan finished washing up and was ready to go out, she found that Song Shiye had already finished washing up and was sitting in the living room waiting for her.

Su Ruonan was not surprised. She thought there must be a bathroom in the guest room, and Song Shiye must have washed up in the bathroom.

Song Shiye opened a drawer in the cabinet next to the door and chose a low-key car model from a row of car keys.

"Let's go, Mrs. Song, I'll take you to work." Song Shiye said casually.

"No need, we're not going the same way. It's very convenient for me to take the subway by myself." Su Ruonan refused repeatedly.

Song Shiye pursed his lips, his voice filled with a hint of grievance: "Mrs. Song, if my parents and grandparents knew that I didn't personally send my wife off to work on her first day after marriage, they would definitely break my legs. They might even tell me to get out of here and destroy the good family tradition of the Song family."

Really? Su Ruonan looked at Song Shiye suspiciously, obviously not believing what Song Shiye said.

How could it be so serious? How could she, a daughter-in-law, compare with Song Shiye, the only son of the Song family, in terms of status in the Song family?

Seeing that Su Ruonan didn't believe it, Song Shiye raised his eyebrows: "Or is it that Mrs. Song thinks I'm not presentable and that's why she doesn't allow me to send it?"

Su Ruonan was speechless for a moment, watching Song Shiye remain silent, thinking to herself: You know how to manipulate people's hearts. He'd already said the good and bad things, so what else could she say? Song Shiye had real talent for growing the Huaxing Group to a larger scale than his parents had left behind.

"How can you talk nonsense? I...how did I suspect you?" Su Ruonan sighed helplessly and explained, "It's just that I don't want to cause you any trouble."

"Okay, isn't it okay for me to ask you to send me off? Let's go quickly. If we don't leave now, I'll be late." Su Ruonan couldn't help but urge.