Lu Jingchen leaned against the bed, with a trace of laziness on his noble and handsome face, and his ink-like eyes returned to their former coldness and indifference.
When his eyes came into contact with the little woman who fell asleep from exhaustion in his arms, his eyes were full of tenderness.
He stretched out his hands to hold her soft body in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell into sleep.
Bright sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the two people sleeping in each other's arms on the big bed.
Song Qingyou woke up from her drowsiness, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
She raised her head slightly, and what came into her eyes was Lu Jingchen's handsome face, with lingering fatigue between his brows, and his long arms held her in his arms. .
Feeling the close contact between the two people under the quilt, Song Qingyou's consciousness slowly returned.
Last night, Lu Jingchen proposed to her, and then Although the two have already received their marriage certificate, I usually don't care much about it.
But life requires a sense of ceremony, and every girl hopes to have a romantic proposal ceremony, especially from the person she loves.
I vaguely remember that last night, when the two of them were deeply in love, I seemed to hear Lu Jingchen whispering in my ear: "No one in this world is more perfect than the two of us.
Qingyou, I love you, not just saying Just say it.”
The voice is firm and soulful.
Song Qingyou raised her head and stared at Lu Jingchen's handsome face, her eyes were full of affection, and her heart was so soft.
Song Qingyou had a cold personality since she was a child, and she was also very slow-tempered.
She always had only a few friends around her.
During the years when she went abroad, she never made any close friends.
Most of the time, she was alone.
Go to class alone, eat alone, and go to the library alone There is always a sense of alienation that is difficult to approach.
But she gives unreservedly to the people she recognizes.
Growing up, although she was a bit naughty, she always listened to her family because she knew they were all for her own good.
Because of her personality, people around her are always worried about her.
I'm afraid that because she doesn't care about things, she will suffer easily and be bullied.
So every time they met, they would always greet her and ask her questions.
If they found out that she was hiding something from them, they would always scold her emphatically.
Song Mobei is like this, Ye Taoyao is like this, and Jian Ruoxi is like this.
They didn't know that the reason why Song Qingyou didn't like to care about others was not because she was pure and kind-hearted as they thought, but because she had a cold personality besides being cold.
Those who tried to hurt her were insignificant people to her.
She never cared about insignificant people, so of course she wouldn't care about them.
It is also because of this that for so many years, she has always been surrounded by so many people.
However, the heart that had been closed for so many years was suddenly broken in by Lu Jingchen, causing ripples.
"Hiss" Song Qingyou moved slightly and gasped in pain.
My whole body was sore and I had no strength at all, as if I had been unloaded and reloaded.
Feeling the delicate body in his arms move, Lu Jingchen couldn't help but exert a little force to hold her tightly in his arms, and then slowly opened his eyes.
The little face that came into view, her brows furrowed slightly because of the pain, Lu Jingchen's face tightened, a trace of guilt flashed across her eyes, and she said hoarsely: "It still hurts."
Then he slightly opened the quilt on the two of them, and when he saw Song Qingyou's fair and tender skin covered with kiss marks of different shades, the charm of last night came to his mind, and his body reacted involuntarily.
Feeling Lu Jingchen's hot temperature, Song Qingyou's eyes flashed with helplessness, and then she glared at him angrily: "Stop making trouble, I'm hungry."
I didn't eat anything when I came back last night, so I was seduced into bed by Lu Jingchen Such a romantic candlelight dinner was wasted.
This is the first time I have encountered such a romantic thing But to be honest, it would be better to be less romantic in the future, because the price is too high to spend all my time just for you
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