Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 63
Zhou Hao typed a few times on the keyboard, raised his head, his black eyes were like ink, and said calmly and calmly, "Xiao Song, the hotel bed is wider than the guest bedroom, right?"

"I can sleep at home, and I can sleep now."

Song Yanchu held the soft bed sheet in her palm, her eyes flickered, and she retorted in a low voice, "You have a stomachache at home, I'll rub your stomach for you."

Zhou Hao clicked on another email, stared at the computer intently again, and said calmly, "Then just treat me as having a stomachache."

"..." Song Yanchu's pretty face gradually turned crimson.

How can this be taken for granted, he was pitiful when his stomach hurt, but the person sitting on the sofa now, Ying Lun is tall and straight, full of momentum.

Not hearing Song Yanchu's response, Zhou Hao sighed silently, "There is still a lot of work to be done, you go to bed first, maybe I will make it up on the sofa tonight."

Two seconds later, Song Yanchu said softly, and crawled onto the bed with her white hands grabbing the skirt of her clothes, and covered her body with the thin quilt.

Zhou Hao raised his eyes and saw that she was so cautious, his black eyes deepened, "Don't worry, sleep, your parents are next door."

What she said made Song Yanchu blush again, she turned over and hugged the quilt, turning her back to the man.

It wasn't that he was worried about what Zhou Hao would do to her, but he just felt embarrassed. The two of them were lying on the same bed, each other's breathing and body temperature.

The room is quiet, only the clicking of the mouse and keyboard can be heard.

Song Yanchu chatted with Yu Xia, and Yu Xia shared a few scenic spots for Song Yanchu to visit and remember to take photos for her.

After chatting for a while, Song Yanchu calmed down.

After a day of riding in the car and visiting the night market, my eyelids gradually became heavy.

……

It was two o'clock in the morning when Zhou Hao finished replying to the last email.

The man frowned, his neck was sore, and he turned to look at the big bed.A small piece protruded slightly from the big bed, quietly and motionlessly.

After turning off the computer, Zhou Hao took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

After washing, Song Yanchu on the bed still maintained the state just now.

On the surface, she was wary of him in every possible way, but in her heart she was not very wary of him, was she?
Otherwise how can I sleep.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, his slender fingers brushed Song Yanchu's cheek gently, it was soft and hot.

After stroking for a while, his index finger gradually moved from the cheek to the lip, and touched it lightly a few times.

When he was playing vigorously, Song Yanchu seemed annoyed in his sleep, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhou Hao's index finger, holding him tightly to prevent him from moving.

Zhou Hao chuckled, let her hold her finger, and turned off the light with the other hand.

The room fell into darkness, and it took a while to vaguely see the outline of the object.

Zhou Hao was lying on his side, even though he couldn't see Song Yanchu's appearance clearly, he could imagine it in his mind.

Her eyebrows and eyes are actually already in his heart.

After several hours of work, Zhou Hao was also tired.

Song Yanchu's gentle breathing was like a lullaby, echoing her breathing, Zhou Hao gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When it was about to be like a dream, the people around him suddenly moved.The man regained some consciousness and opened his eyes.

He didn't see anything clearly in the dark eyes, but his arms sank, and there was a familiar body fragrance in his breath.

Song Yanchu grabbed the buttons of his pajamas, put his head on his chest, and did not move again.

It was also the same a few times before, when she fell asleep, she grabbed the buttons on his pajamas.

It turned out to have become a habit.

Zhou Hao closed his eyes again, as if a warm current flowed through his heart, his whole body was warm and safe.

He put his hand on Song Yanchu's waist and didn't move anymore.

**
The next day, Song Yanchu woke up first, and the blackness that caught her eye made her stunned.

Looking up, she found that the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and she withdrew from Zhou Hao's arms with a warm face.

October in Hainan is still very hot, even in the early morning, the temperature is not too low.The air conditioner is on the timer, and there is no air conditioning at the moment.

Song Yanchu sat on the bed for a while, her back felt a little sticky and greasy, especially when she looked at Zhou Haoyinglun's sleeping face.

Didn't he say he slept on the sofa?
Before falling asleep last night, she still felt a little bit guilty.

Who knew that when they woke up, they would hug each other.

Song Yanchu stared at him angrily, but got out of bed lightly and slowly, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

In the living room, Song Kang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the scenery outside, and turned his head when he heard the movement.

"Get up, where's Zhou Hao?"

"Zhou Hao hasn't woken up yet. He was busy with work last night. Let him sleep for a while."

Song Kang nodded and lowered his voice, "Your mother hasn't woken up yet, let's go buy some breakfast."

"I'll go back to my room to get my phone."

Song Yanchu took the charging mobile phone on the bedside table, unplugged the charger and issued a reminder.

Zhou Hao turned over on the bed, rubbed his eyes lazily, "Xiao Song woke up so early today?"

At this moment, Song Yanchu looked at him, and the scene when he woke up in the morning appeared in his mind, his cheeks were a little hot, and he turned sideways and said, "If you are sleepy, sleep a little longer, I will go downstairs with Dad to buy breakfast."

Zhou Hao yawned and smiled innocently, "Then I'll sleep for a while."

Song Yanchu looked down at her phone, read a few WeChat messages, and asked casually, "What time did you sleep last night?"

"It's about two o'clock."

Song Yanchu nodded, and walked out, "Oh, then sleep a little longer, I'll call you for breakfast."

Zhou Hao turned over, not fully awake.

I just feel that Song Yanchu is a little strange today, and his face is a little rosy when he is no longer there.

Didn't you catch a cold in the cold shower last night?

Zhou Hao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went into the bathroom and took a shower.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Song Yanchu and Song Kang came back with breakfast.

After several knocks on the door, Song Yanchu pushed open a gap and called in, "Zhou Hao, it's time for breakfast."

She thought that Zhou Hao hadn't woken up yet, but at any moment the door was suddenly opened, Song Yanchu's focus was on the front, and she rushed into the room for a moment.

The heartbeat rose, and Zhou Hao caught it steadily.

"Why are you at the door?"

"I heard you and Dad, coming out."

Song Yanchu said something awkwardly, and then Zhou Hao touched her face with his hand, and then poked her forehead.

Song Yanchu pushed him and glared at him coquettishly, "What are you doing?"

"I saw that your complexion was not very good early in the morning. Let's see if you have a cold."

"I didn't!" Song Yanchu's eyes flickered, and he glared at him again in a bravado, before turning and walking towards the restaurant.

Song Kang and Jiang Ruqin watched with a smile, trying to smooth things over, "Okay, don't make noise early in the morning, come over for breakfast."

Song Yanchu walked up to Jiang Ruqin's side, and served seafood porridge, "I didn't quarrel with him."

Zhou Hao followed her helplessly, and approached Song Kang and Jiang Ruqin to say hello, "Dad, Mom."

Jiang Ruqin smiled and said, "Hurry up and have breakfast."

For breakfast, there are four cups of soy milk, two steamed buns, one steamed dumpling, and two seafood porridge.

Baozi is what Song Kang wants to eat, and Jiang Ruqin likes steamed dumplings.

Just now when I bought breakfast at the breakfast shop, Song Kang asked Song Yanchu what Zhou Hao wanted to eat.

Song Yanchu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Be the same as me, get seafood porridge."

Zhou Hao glanced at Song Yanchu, picked up the seafood porridge on the table, it tasted delicious and soft.

He smiled at Song Yanchu, "It tastes good."

Song Yanchu turned his face away, unwilling to talk to him.

(End of this chapter)