The next day, it was rare good weather.
Scattered sunlight fell through the bedroom window and fell beside the bed.
A pair of fair and elastic legs, perhaps because of the size of the bed, was squeezed out of the sheets and hung beside the bed, just in time to be illuminated by the morning sun.
Perhaps because it was a little heated by the bright sunshine, the beautiful white leg moved, and then was retracted into the sheets by its owner.
A slight movement, but it was just the signal for the bedroom that had been silent for a long time to wake up again.
"Hmm" hummed softly, and Han Jiaren finally woke up from her sleep.
However, the weight on her body and the faint feeling of tightness in her chest finally made Han Jiaren wake up completely.
That fair and pretty face suddenly turned pink.
There was some hesitation and some disbelief, but the symptoms of weakness in the limbs and the messy sheets on her body clearly told Han Jiaren how crazy she was last night.
But when Han Jiaren finally regained consciousness, she met a pair of ink-like eyes.
It’s Zhang Zhengxun.
Taking a closer look, I couldn't help but feel even more ashamed.
Son Ye-jin was lying on the other side, sleeping deeply, while the man's lower body was lying on her body, while his upper body was pressed against her.
And those eyes were looking at him with a smile.
Everything that happened last night came to mind like running water.
While I couldn't believe it, I was even more shy.
I never expected that I would be so crazy last night Still laughing It's all because of you, this disgusting stinky man The angry Han Jiaren suppressed the weakness of her limbs, raised her fist and waved it at the man several times.
But after all, that "fall" that made people blush and heart beat had just ended.
Just a simple movement made Han Jiaren's fist drop down again.
The man smiled instead.
However, what makes Han Jiaren feel strange.
The man who had been up at this time in the past not only showed no intention of moving at all, but even closed his eyes.
After feeling the man's whole body relax, Han Jiaren couldn't help but let out a soft groan of discomfort.
The man's upper body was still lying on top of her.
However, Han Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief.
The man seemed to be aware of Han Jiaren's discomfort.
He supported the sheets with both hands and moved slightly.
He couldn't care less about the discomfort and blushed with embarrassment.
Han Jiaren lifted a corner of the sheet, hesitated, and then got off the ground.
The smooth, satin-like skin seems to shine dazzlingly in the sunlight.
She leaned back lazily, but it was fully reflected in her already well-proportioned figure.
The famous beauty mark trembled playfully on the tall bridge of her nose.
Taking a closer look, Han Jiaren was a little nervous.
To her relief, the man did not open his eyes.
Although the shyness and tension in my heart were somewhat relieved, a hint of unwillingness emerged uncontrollably in my heart. but.
She didn't want to provoke another man at this time.
The "bloody" lesson told her that if she didn't want to get up early for "morning exercise" with a man, it would be better not to provoke him at this time.
The clothes of the three people were scattered everywhere, and their cheeks were red with embarrassment.
Silently gathering his clothes.
However, what made Han Jiaren feel very embarrassed was her underwear.
Not a single thing was found.
What can I do?
Because I was at home, I thought about it.
Pick up the man's shirt and put it on casually.
Shirts that fit a man's body shape.
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When worn on her body, it just reached her knees.
Fortunately, this was just a sleeveless shirt, otherwise Han Jiaren would have been troubled by the two long sleeves.
She generally doesn't like to wear long-sleeved clothes unless necessary.
When she came to the kitchen, she looked in the refrigerator.
To Han Jiaren's surprise, she found a portion of noodles that had dried out, a plate of pickles, and two eggs.
At first, she thought it was broken, but when Han Jiaren was about to throw it away, she felt something was wrong.
It doesn't have that peculiar smell that comes from being left for a long time, but it has a slight fragrance.
I opened it curiously, but was surprised to find that it turned out to be two salted eggs that had already been pickled.
Although she was a little curious as to why two salted eggs appeared, Han Jiaren smiled.
Breakfast, yes.
But now, what she has to do is take a shower first.
The fierce battle last night left her with a smell that, although not unpleasant, was still very uncomfortable.
However, this smell is as lethal to men as a nuclear bomb Just as Han Jiaren went out to make breakfast, the bedroom was finally no longer peaceful.
"Okay, she's gone."
The angry and funny man moved his body slightly, but Son Ye-jin exclaimed.
It didn't feel like he was injured, but it made people feel itchy in their hearts.
Ignoring Son Yejin's exclamation, the man gently covered the woman completely.
The hot breath sprayed on the woman's snowy neck.
At this moment, Sun Yezhen finally couldn't pretend anymore and snorted softly, biting her lower lip and trying not to make any sound.
The breath behind him became hotter and hotter, his beautiful eyebrows twitched slightly, and a trace of twitching flashed across his face.
Along with the gentle shaking of the bed board, an uncontrollable feeling hit my heart somewhere along the way.
Although the scene last night seemed to be still before her eyes, at this moment, the woman's heart could no longer accommodate anything.
With a "squeak" sound, Han Jiaren dropped half of the salted eggs into the cooked soybean oil.
After just stir-frying twice, the eggs were already covered with a layer of golden gauze.
Pick it up and place it casually on top of the already served noodles.
Just when Han Jiaren was about to ask the two of them to eat, a pocket placed at the door caught her attention.
Only then did he discover that it was the leftover ingredients that Zhang Zhengxun prepared for dinner yesterday.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, just two bowls of noodles were definitely not enough.
After opening the bag and picking through it, Han Jiaren finally found a few vegetables that were still fresh.
Han Jiaren kept the noodles warm while continuing to cook.
After half an hour of busy work, finally, a hearty breakfast was ready.
At this time, Han Jiaren took off the apron from her waist and casually let go of her hair that had been tied up for cooking.
The waterfall-like hair fell down instantly like a flood that opened.
He shook his head slightly, and his hair, which was still a little damp, had all spread out.
After stroking her hair that was blocking her vision a few times, Han Jiaren finally took steps towards the bedroom.
It's time to wake up those two "lazy guys"
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