Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 97 I Help You

Miya gave a soft reprimand, didn't wake up, but found a comfortable position in his arms.

Cheng Yue lowered his head and kissed her head lightly, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In her sleep, Miya felt the movement of the people around her, and she woke up slightly. The light in the room dazzled her eyes, and she couldn't get used to it for a while. When she raised her hand to block her forehead, Miya slowed down. Slowly adapting to the light in the room.

Turning his head and sitting up, he saw that Cheng Yue was changing clothes with his back to her, putting his green military uniform on his body. Miya thought it was his best-looking outfit.

"Are you leaving?" Mijia asked slowly looking at his back.

Only then did Cheng Yue turn his head, saw her half-sitting, and said, "Woke you up?"

Mitya shook his head and asked repeatedly, "Are you leaving now?" Then he turned his head and looked at the time on the bedside table. It was only a few minutes past four, and it was not even five o'clock.

Cheng Yue nodded, smiled faintly at her, and replied, "Yeah." It takes nearly an hour and a half to get to the army from here, and it's not too early to get ready to go out now.

Miya threw off the quilt and got off the bed, walked towards him, stretched out his hand and pulled his hand away, and said, "I'll help you." As he spoke, he fastened his unbuttoned buttons one by one, with a serious expression on his face.

Cheng Yue just stood like that, didn't move, stared at her with his head down, and didn't speak, but he seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on his lips.

Tie it up for him, then button Ji Feng on the collar again, then look up at him and say, "Shall we go after breakfast?

Cheng Yue thought about it, then raised his hand to look at his watch, and nodded to her, "Okay."

"I'll do it for you right now." He said as he walked downstairs.

Mijia was still not good at cooking, but it wasn't too difficult to make fried rice with eggs.

When Cheng Yue packed up and came downstairs, Mijia had already beaten the frangipane and fried the leftover white rice from last night. Seeing him coming down, he hurriedly said, "It's almost ready, go and put it in the microwave oven. Take out the milk." As he spoke, the movements of his hands did not stop, but the movements were not skillful, and even a look at the hand holding the spatula made it obvious that she was not a person who often cooks .

Cheng Yue took out the milk from the microwave as promised, seeing that she was still stirring with a spatula, he reached out to take it, "I'll do it."

"No, no, no." Mijia avoided his hand, pushed him away and said, "Go and sit down first, I'll be fine soon."

Seeing her persistence, Cheng Yue didn't say anything more, and went out to sit at the dining table with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

Not long after, Mi Jia brought out the fried rice and put it in front of Cheng Yue. It was a big plate with a lot of weight, but it looked average and slightly burnt.

Mijia handed him the chopsticks and spoon out of habit, and said, "Hurry up and eat." Then she sat down opposite him.

Cheng Yue nodded, took a big bite with his chopsticks, it wasn't very delicious, but the taste was not bad.

Miya seemed to be looking forward to it, looked at him and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Cheng Yue nodded to save face, took another big mouthful, and said, "Mmm, it's delicious."

Seeing him eating like this, I felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in my heart, and smiled with my eyebrows bent.

Cheng Yue took a sip of the milk, looked up at her, picked up the spoon that was put aside, took a sip and handed it to her.

Mitya shook his head and said, "I won't eat it, but you will."

"Take a bite." Cheng Yue insisted without taking it back.

Miya couldn't resist him, so he opened his mouth to eat, and said with a slight frown while chewing, "It seems a bit salty."

Cheng Yue chuckled, took another bite and said, "I have a strong taste."

Mitya didn't know if he said this to comfort her or if he really had a strong taste, but hearing him say this made her feel warm and comfortable.

It didn't take long for a large plate of fried rice to become more, and it quickly bottomed out.

Mi Jia put away the dishes, and when he came out of the kitchen, he had already put on his military cap again, and he was still carrying the prepared bag in his hand, standing at the dining table and staring at her steadily.

Mitya was inexplicably sad and sad, and after looking at him for a while, he asked slowly, "Are you going to leave?"

Cheng Yue nodded, "Yes."

Mitya bit her lip, and looked at him for a while, then walked towards him, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you out." Without looking at him, he walked directly to the door.

Cheng Yue stepped forward, reached out his hand and patted her head lovingly, and said, "Let's go." It wasn't the first time he was on a mission, but it was the first time he felt such reluctance.

Seeing him turn around to leave, Mi Jia subconsciously reached out and hugged his waist with great strength and hugged him a little tight.

Cheng Yue chuckled, without turning his head, he just whispered, "Fool, I'm just on a mission."

Mijia couldn't tell her emotions at the moment, but she was a little bit reluctant, and she just didn't want him to leave. During this time, she was used to having him by her side, and now thinking of him leaving, she really felt a little bit reluctant.

Being hugged by her like this, Cheng Yue raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost five o'clock, and if he didn't leave before 6 o'clock, he would not be able to catch up with the troops.

Reaching out to pull her hand away, he turned to look at her, caressed his face and said, "I really have to go."

Mitya looked at him, bit his lip, and nodded.

Cheng Yue sighed softly, stretched out his hand to caress her lips, not to let her abuse him, raised her chin slightly, lowered his head and kissed her lips directly, not violently, touching and licking gently.

Miya slowly raised her hand to hook his neck, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth to respond to him.

The two kissed like this for a long time before Cheng Yue let her go, leaned against her forehead and said, caressing her face, and said, "It's still early, go upstairs and sleep again."

Miya nodded and looked at him steadily, "Be careful." She asked him if he was in danger, and he said no, but how could it be possible? Just looking at the injuries on his back, she knew that he was just afraid of himself. Worrying and comforting her.

Cheng Yue nodded, let her go, picked up the bag on the side, and said, "I'm leaving."

Mitya didn't speak, watched him turn around, walked out the door, watched him enter the elevator, watched the elevator shut and sent him downstairs, then went back into the room, closed the door, and didn't go upstairs immediately, but He walked to the balcony connected to the living room and waited for him to drive out.

Not long after, a car light passed downstairs, and in the gloom, Mi Jia saw a military jeep driving slowly out of the community.

When the car was too far away to be out of sight, Mijia retreated into the house again.

Close the balcony door again, and then go back upstairs to lie on the big bed for two people, without feeling sleepy for a while.

Staring fixedly at the ceiling in a daze, thinking about the relationship between Cheng Yue and Cheng Yue during this period of time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

It's not as exciting as the ups and downs, but it's flat and comfortable.

Turning over and letting herself lie on the side where he usually sleeps, she caressed the pillow that seemed to still carry his breath, she seemed to start to miss him now, miss his kiss, and the one who hugged her to sleep Feel.

Turning over from the bed and sitting up suddenly, Mi Jia stared at his bed in shock and was a little stunned, her small face seemed to be frightened by something.

(End of this chapter)