Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 31 You look good when you smile

Cheng Yue hugged her like this for a long time before letting her go.

Mitya hardly dared to look back at him, got off his lap, only said a few words to get him a change of clothes, and ran straight out of the bathroom.

Cheng Yue stared at her running away figure, couldn't help shaking his head, chuckled a little self-mockingly and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you think I'm a pervert."

Mitya ran back to the room in one breath, leaning against the door panel of the room, panting heavily, her heart beating so fast that she seemed to be about to jump out.

After leaning against the door panel for a while, Mijia slowly calmed down.

Sighing softly, he went up, took out the T-shirt and shorts that Cheng Yue had been wearing for the past two days from the closet, and then walked to the door of the bathroom again.

Standing at the door, Mijia unconsciously remembered the scene in the bathroom just now. If she hadn't recovered in time, she might have patted her head to stop her wild thoughts. She stood at the bathroom door and took a deep breath. Then he slowly raised his hand and knocked on the bathroom door.

The more the door was opened, only Cheng Yue was naked from the upper body, and there was still that rich foam on his head.

Miya reached out and passed the T-shirt and shorts to him, but didn't dare to look at him, and just said, "Your pajamas." After speaking, he turned around and was about to go back.

Cheng Yue looked down at the pajamas in his hand, shook his head with a chuckle, noticed something was missing, looked at her back and shouted, "Wait a minute."

Mitya stopped, a little embarrassed, and without turning his head, he just asked, "What, what's the matter?"

Seeing her blushing so red that it dyed her ears and heels, Cheng Yue was really helpless and funny. His head was still aching from the alcohol, so he leaned against the door of the bathroom and said, "You forgot to give I got my panties."

Hearing this, Mijia's head buzzed violently, and his face turned even redder. His face that looked like a tomato was now almost red enough to bleed!
Cheng Yue looked at her, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, but he didn't laugh out loud after all, he just asked, "Can I trouble you to help me get it again?"

Miya was blushing, and didn't dare to look back at him, so he ran into the room with big strides, then casually took the underwear he bought earlier from the closet, didn't dare to look, ran over and stuffed it into his hand inside.

Without waiting for him to speak, he ran away in a hurry.

Cheng Yue looked at the back and shook his head amusedly.

Miya blushed and ran back to the room, sat on the head of the bed and kept fanning the wind with her hands. When the heat on her face faded, Miya couldn't help laughing a little funny. In fact, this was just the most common thing between husband and wife. The thing is, it's just that their marriage is a bit abnormal.

Shaking his head, remembering how uncomfortable he looked after drinking, after thinking about it, he was about to get up and get him some hangover tea.

When Cheng Yue came back to the room after taking a shower, Mi Jia was sitting at the desk and checking something with the computer on.

Cheng Yue walked towards her while wiping his head, and asked, "What are you looking at?" The smell of alcohol in his whole body was diluted a lot after taking a bath.

Mitya didn't look back, but said, "Look at how much I saved for dinner tonight."

Hearing this, Cheng Yue was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help laughing out loud. He rubbed her head with his big palm, and said in a slightly doting tone, "Silly boy."

"So much money, more than half a year's salary." Miya muttered in a low voice.

He reached out and handed him the sugar water that was put aside, and said, "Drink some, it can relieve the hangover."

Cheng Yue was taken aback, staring at the glass of sugar water for a while, then reached out to take it, smiled at her, and said, "Thank you." He picked up the glass and took a sip.

Mijia shook his head, and just smiled slightly, remembering that he used a credit card to pay for the bill in the hotel before, so he stretched out his hand to ask for the card, and said, "Give me your credit card, and I'll pay it back for you." I always feel that it is not good to owe others, whether it is a credit card or cash, she does not like the feeling of being owed.

Looking at her, Cheng Yue suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart. He didn't know what it was, but it made him very comfortable and warm.

Cheng Yue handed her the card, sat on the bedside and watched her mutter to himself while transferring money to his credit card, drank the hangover syrup she prepared for him, and said, "Tomorrow weekend, I will take Go and see the house."

Hearing this, Miya turned around and asked strangely, "What house?"

"My house in the urban area, tomorrow I will take you to see if there is anything to buy." Cheng Yue explained.

"Oh." Mitya nodded knowingly, then thought for a while and said, "I don't have anything to buy."

Cheng Yue chuckled, put the cup in his hand on the bedside table, looked at her and said, "Come here."

Mijia was puzzled. Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, he obediently stood up and walked towards him, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yue stretched out his hand, pulled her hand over, pulled her into his arms with a little force, let her sit on his lap, leaned his head directly on her shoulder, and said muffledly, "I'm so tired, let me I'll lean on it."

Miya was taken aback for a moment, and then curled up the corners of his mouth with a chuckle, "You always have a serious face, I thought you weren't happy or angry." It turned out that he was also tired and tired.

Cheng Yue raised his head from her shoulder, frowned slightly and asked, "Am I usually serious?" He thought he spoke in a soft voice, and tried to laugh more than when he was in the army.

Miya nodded, looked at him and said, "You keep a straight face and don't smile, thinking that others owe you 80." She wouldn't tell him, but in fact, she had secretly wondered if he was Facial paralysis, otherwise how could there be only one expression on his face.

"Really?" Cheng Yue frowned even tighter, thinking that he is really as serious as she said?
"Of course." Sitting in his arms, Mitya nodded heavily, then imitated his usual way, frowning slightly and poignantly, and even deliberately lowered his voice and said, "You're always like this, everyone can see you." I owe you money."

Seeing her appearance, Cheng Yue couldn't help but laughed out loud, shook his head and said in disbelief, "Am I really like this usually?"

"It's even more exaggerated than this." Mijia wrinkled his nose at him, completely oblivious to how close the two are now.

Cheng Yue smiled, not exaggeratedly, but the corners of his mouth were curved and beautiful.

Miya looked at him, couldn't help being a little dazed, stretched out his hand to gently smooth his slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and said softly, "You look beautiful when you smile."

Hearing this, Cheng Yue suddenly stopped laughing, someone once told him that.

Sensing his strangeness, Mijia didn't know what happened, and only asked tentatively, "What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?"

Cheng Yue came back to his senses, but twitched the corner of his mouth a little stiffly, "No."

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Miya didn't ask any more questions, and only after she came back to her senses did she realize that the two of them were in such an intimate posture. Although they were husband and wife, they were still a little embarrassed and stood in his arms awkwardly. Get up, scratch your head and say, "I, I'm going to take a shower."

Cheng Yue nodded and didn't speak any more.

Miya took his clothes and retreated out of the room, Cheng Yue leaned against the bedside, his thoughts drifted a little far away.

(End of this chapter)