My iceberg smiled

Chapter 171 Clothes with Legs
Han Mochen gently pulled it forward, but did not pull it off.

The little hand clenched tightly, not letting him go.

He looked back at the person on the bed, the little guy's eyes were still closed.

Why are you clutching his trouser legs?What dream?
Han Mochen didn't want to forcefully break the little guy's hand, so he sighed slightly, and simply lay down together with the quilt on the little guy.

The moment Han Mochen's body entered the bed, Han Qianxiao's little heart beat rapidly.

She knew that Han Mochen was going to get the quilt to sleep separately from her, but she just wanted to share the same quilt with him.

Han Qianxiao felt that her identity as a child was really useful, and she could do some shameless things to Master Chen unscrupulously, hehehe.

Han Mochen straightened Han Qianxiao's body so that her posture would not be so strange and uncomfortable.

Then I checked whether the quilt was covered properly and whether there was any air leakage.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

However, after not sleeping for a long time, a warm little meat ball rolled into his arms, and even arched along the way, like a cat.

The little claws also grabbed his waist, sticking tightly.

Han Mochen narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Han Qianxiao sticking to him, with his limbs coiled around him.

He has been sleeping alone all these years, and he has never had the experience of sharing the same bed and quilt with others.

This feeling made him a little uncomfortable for a while, but it was not annoying.

Han Mochen lay on his side on the bed, and he didn't dare to move for a long time, afraid that if he moved slightly, this obedient kitten would wake up.

So I can only lie there like this...

After a while, his hand, which he dared not move, lightly touched the little guy's back, which was fleshy, warm and comfortable.

In the darkness, the boy's brows and eyes were soft, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, he held the little meat ball in his arms like a treasure all night.

From now on, this is his Han Mochen's treasure.

This time, it is no longer unfounded, but a real and real treasure.

With a goal to protect, life seems to be no longer just walking dead and bleak, but also has a different kind of vividness and expectation.

……

There was nothing to say all night, this night, Han Mochen didn't have those nightmares.

In the dream, there was no scary face, no blood, and no death, instead, it was all about the bright smile of a certain little guy.

She was as warm as a little sun, making his whole body warm.

In the end, Han Mo Chen was awakened by the heat.

After waking up, he found that there was an extra layer of quilt on his body.

Han Mochen: "???"

Looking down at his arms again, it was actually empty.

What about people?

Before he got up, Han Mochen saw a piece of clothing moving towards him.

The clothes still have long feet, and he walked towards the bed step by step.

When Han Qianxiao woke up early in the morning, she found that most of Han Mochen's shoulders were exposed, while she was tightly wrapped in a quilt by the other party, and she didn't suffer from the cold at all.

She was startled, and quietly withdrew from the other party's arms, covering Han Mochen with the original quilt.

Feeling that the boy's back was still a little cold, she moved another quilt from the cabinet, and she spent a lot of effort before moving the quilt to the bed to cover Han Mochen.

After covering, she thought to herself, what if Master Chen gets cold when he wakes up later, then he must bring the clothes to him, so that the other party can change immediately when he gets up.

Then she went to get the clothes again, but there were too many clothes in her arms, and Han Mochen's clothes completely covered most of her small body.

That's why the scene that Han Mo Chen saw early in the morning... the scene of clothes with legs walking towards him.

(End of this chapter)