Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 21
Under the dim light, a young girl half leaned on the bed and flipped through the book in her hand.

The moment the bathroom door was pushed open, the girl quickly raised her head and smiled sweetly at the man.

Yan Ruoxue patted the place beside her, and said with a natural look on her face, "Come up quickly."

Jun Wuyong really wanted to say 'he went to sleep in the guest room', but thinking of Xueer's bold behavior, Jun Wuyong couldn't help but feel helpless, if he really said that, Xueer might do something more daring.

Xueer obviously likes Jun Zhan, why is she suddenly so enthusiastic about him?

Seeing that Uncle Jiu didn't move, Yan Ruoxue turned her head slightly, and suggested excitedly, "I'll help you up."

As an activist, Yan Ruoxue put down her book, got out of bed quickly, and ran to Jun Wuyong's side.

"Need not."

After all, Jun Wuyong quickly turned the wheelchair to avoid Yan Ruoxue's hand.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jun Wuyong saw Yan Ruoxue's eyes drooping, her face full of disappointment, her hands couldn't help but gradually tightened, it was him who made Xue'er unhappy.

Yan Ruoxue, who hadn't touched the wheelchair, took a deep breath, showed a big smile, ran to the bed full of vigor, and said to Jun Wuyong, "Come up quickly."

The flowery smile, the bright eyes, the grievance, loss, and bewilderment just now seemed to be just Jun Wuyong's illusion.

Gradually loosening his hands, Jun Wuyong nodded, "Yes."

Jun Wuyong supported his body and got on the bed. Yan Ruoxue waited beside him with a smile on his face. After he sat on the bed, Yan Ruoxue put his unconscious legs on the bed, took the silk quilt from the side and covered the two of them. body.

Yan Ruoxue turned off the lamp, the room was dark, Jun Wuyong slowly closed his eyes.

Surrounded by the familiar scent of milk, Jun Wuyong's eyes are full of Yan Ruoxue's graceful body and flowery smile.

There was a slight sound of rubbing, and there was an extra person in Jun Wuyong's arms.

Jun Wuyong felt the person in his arms leaning sideways on his chest, and an extremely light, soft voice came into his ears.

"I want to sleep like this."

Jun Wuyong was stunned for a long time, at this moment he felt unreal.

He has liked her since childhood, but she has always hated him.

In the past year, their relationship had eased a little, but because of the happy event, she hated him again.

Unexpectedly, at this time, she would take the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

Jun Wuyong's hands gradually tightened, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

He found that he could no longer understand Xueer's mind.

Did she know exactly what she was doing?
In the future, will she regret sleeping in his arms tonight?
Does Xue Er not like Jun Zhan anymore?

Is she ready to accept him?
Thinking in his heart, the person he has loved for many years is sleeping in his arms, this moment is beautiful for Jun Wuyong.

The dream of many years suddenly came true, and Jun Wuyong couldn't help but feel a little lost.I couldn't help but put my palm on the top of the person in my arms, rubbed her soft hair, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Yan Ruoxue rubbed against Jun Wuyong's chest, and answered vaguely, "Mmm..."

In the darkness, Jun Wuyong lowered his head slowly, silently drawing the beautiful outline of Yan Ruoxue in his heart.

In the early morning, Yan Ruoxue woke up from Jun Wuyong's arms.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu would maintain this position all night, letting her lie in his arms.

Raising her head slightly, Yan Ruoxue couldn't help feeling a little shy when she met a pair of dark and bright eyes.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Yan Ruoxue's cheeks gradually turned a faint blush as she said.

"No." Jun Wuyong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, rubbed Yan Ruoxue's head, and said, "It's still early, you can sleep for a while."

"I'm full of sleep." Rubbing against her warm chest, Yan Ruoxue quickly got up and said softly, "Let me rub it for you."

Saying that, Yan Ruoxue pulled Jun Wuyong's arm and began to massage.

A pair of white, slender hands rubbed and pressed regularly on the arm, and Jun Wuyong felt a numbness in the place where it was pressed.

After recovering, Jun Wuyong hurriedly said in a low voice, "It's ready."

The muscles under the fingers were tight and strong, Yan Ruoxue was pinching vigorously, when Uncle Jiu said 'it's ready', she hurriedly said, "Press it again."

Hearing this, Jun Wuyong quickly pulled out his arm and got up.

Pulling the wheelchair, Jun Wuyong seemed to think of something, paused, and said in a low voice, "I'll make breakfast."

Yan Ruoxue bit her lip slightly, her gaze swept across Uncle Jiu's arm, the touch just now seemed to still surround her fingertips.

"I'll accompany you."

Hearing this, the hand turning the wheelchair paused, "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer." After saying that, he quickly left the bedroom.

Looking at the closed door, Yan Ruoxue's eyes were full of grievances.

Uncle Jiu didn't even let her give him a massage!

He actually avoided her!
How could he treat her like this!
Quickly got up, got out of bed and took a shower, braided her long black hair into a braid, hanging loosely on her chest.

Looking at the youthful girl in the mirror, the corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth slowly curled up.

With a curvy figure and a young, pretty face, she is so good-looking, she will surely fascinate Uncle Jiu!

Pulling the collar of the pajamas slightly, Yan Ruoxue's eyes flashed with cunning.

Opening the bedroom door, Yan Ruoxue saw Uncle Jiu in the kitchen at a glance.

The sun shines into the kitchen, Jun Wuyong is sitting in a wheelchair, with a dark blue apron around his waist, holding a wooden spatula in his hand, staring at the pan on the cabinet with a serious expression.

Several plates of processed ingredients were placed on the countertop, which was slightly lower than the normal cabinet. There was a burst of fresh and fragrant smell from the casserole, and the smell of food was also exuded from the frying pan beside it.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Ruoxue raised her eyebrows slightly. Is her Uncle Jiu making breakfast?
It's so rich!

Quietly walking to the door of the kitchen, Yan Ruoxue half leaned against the door, quietly watching Uncle Jiu who was busy in the kitchen.

Who says men at work are the most handsome?
According to her, the man who cooks is the most handsome!
Thinking of this, the corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth slowly turned up. At this moment, this handsome man was hers.

(End of this chapter)