Flash marriage into love:Hello,my cold husband!

In an hour.

Yunmo stood at the door of the bedroom and looked inside.

Qiao Xiaoan under crystal lamp, side body shrinks into a ball. There was a rustling sound on the mattress, probably because she was not asleep. A gust of night wind came from the quiet window, and the curtain like cloud veil was gently lifted by the wind.

At the end of winter and early spring, it was colder.

He went over to close the French windows, and the high-rise curtains floated down gently. After turning on the air conditioner, she looked back at Qiao Xiaoan and found that her scalded right leg and right hand were all exposed outside. The wound was not so red and swollen, but it was painful just looking at it. If it's hot on your body, I don't know how hot it will be!

Therefore, when Qiao Xiaoan wants to take a bath this evening, he insisted that she should not wash herself.

If the wound touches water, how long can it be cured?

Just in this way, Qiao Xiaoan seems a little afraid of him.

Always dare not to look at his eyes, first met, clearly is a careless woman, now pour shy up.

Wait for cloud Mo to walk to the bedroom door again, see she is still just sleeping posture, "sleep?"

Qiao Xiaoan's small head was hidden in the quilt, um.

Just listening to his cold voice, I felt suffocating.

Think about the scene when he just bathed her, not to mention how embarrassing.

His domineering tone could hardly resist her. The bath time of 20 minutes was as slow as the whole century.

In particular, he said, "you should get used to this kind of relationship."

It's not that she doesn't like this way of getting along with each other, but there are always many firsts in her life. Each time, is not born to be able to adapt, that has to have a slow process of getting used to.

Qiao Xiaoan knew that he was still standing at the door, holding on to a corner of the mattress with both hands and not daring to make a sound.

Yunmo said, "today I sleep in the opposite living room, good night."

As soon as the voice fell, his slender fingers fell on the wall lamp button and pressed it gently.

The crystal lamp suddenly went out, Qiao Xiaoan then put out his small head and looked at him. He turned around and said, "cloud wood!"

"Well!" Cloud Mo back to her, quietly standing in the bedroom door, want to hear what she is going to say to him.

"Well, don't you sleep in the bedroom tonight?"

"Well."

"Oh It sounds a little lost.

Yunmo or back to her, back to a, "you early rest, good night."

After taking a deep breath, Qiao Xiaoan's eyes fell on his handsome figure with a little expectation. He finally got up the courage to ask, "why go to the guest room to sleep?"

Yunmo of the door was stunned, slightly sideways his head, and looked askance at her

"Oh

Yunmo's front feet open.

Qiao Xiaoan quickly said, "cloud wood, don't stay up too long night."

He did not answer, but closed the door for her. After a few rustling steps, his voice could not be heard. Knowing that he couldn't be seen, Qiao Xiaoan still raised his head and looked out harder, only to see a closed door.

Somehow, there was a clear moonlight coming through the window. As soon as yunmo left, Qiao Xiaoan felt that the night was very dark.

A sense of loss unknowingly climbed up the heart, a long time around, refused to leave.

Did he see her body, she began to rely on him so soon, looking forward to his company with her?

At the thought of all kinds of embarrassment just now in the bathroom, Qiao Xiaoan couldn't help but blush and blush. She was ashamed to death.

It seems that the empress mother is right. She is so hopeless that she has not eaten pork at the age of 24. She has never seen a pig run.

Is this going back to the rhythm of feudal society?

Qiao Xiaoan, you are really worthless.

……

This night, yunmo sleeps in the opposite bedroom. He wants to see some planning cases, but he is very upset.

He has not smoked for a long time, holding a Cuban Cohiba cigar between his fingers and middle fingers, standing in front of the French window, smoking one mouthful at a time. In the night, the cigar was extinguished in his hand, and the cigarette ring in front of his handsome face was round and scattered, scattered and round.

I don't know how many rings of smoke he puffed. He sighed a long sigh.

How did the woman named Qiao Xiaoan live in his heart so quickly?

He did not even dare to step into the master bedroom for fear that he could not control it.

Maybe it's been a long time since I smoked so hard that I coughed a few times. He put out the cigarette end, went to the opposite master bedroom, gently pushed the door, fell on the door, slender fingers can not help but a tremor.

Finally, he opened the door and looked in.

Joe had a good sleep, quiet, and the burn was still exposed.Yunmo breathed heavily. He didn't dare to look at her, but he just couldn't take a step. He held on to the door handle and looked at her sleeping position with deep eyes.

……

This night, for yunmo, will be a sleepless night.

The next morning, Qiao Xiaoan was sleepy, as if he was dreaming.

Dream of the morning light is particularly gentle, the bedroom seems to glow everywhere, even the morning wind is like across the sea level, and across the mountains and rivers, so gentle blowing into the room. There are also clouds in front of the French windows, when blown by the wind, especially comfortable.

She dreamed that in such a beautiful morning, yunmo bent down and kissed her face.

In my dream, that kiss is soft as a feather, just like a dragonfly brushing the cheek.

Just this moment, but seems to let time stop.

In the dream, the corner of her mouth can't help but brimming with happy and shy smile.

In the dream, she saw the dimples on her cheek and the cool face of yunmo. She suddenly became very gentle and gentle. Her smile was like the spring breeze in April, blowing into her heart.

She met his smile and just wanted to reach for his neck

Suddenly, I wake up.

I just think that dream is true.

Open your eyes to see this has gradually become familiar with the panorama of the bedroom, clear bed on both sides of the fresh green potted plants, clearly a room clear, but good is lost.

So, he whispered to himself:

"well, why don't you continue to dream

"Keep dreaming What will happen? "

Wait

How is the French window open?

And the breeze comes in and lifts up the veil.

Last night, before yunmo went to bed in the guest room, Mingming turned off the light for her, and Mingming helped her close the window. Why is it on now?

Did yunmo come here in the morning?

Qiao Xiaoan opened the quilt and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, suddenly felt that the scald was cool, as if rubbing ointment. At this time, the clear ointment was floating on the scald.

Did yunmo really come?

So is the kiss in the dream true?

Otherwise, how can you feel so real?

When she was sleeping, yunmo kisses her?

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