You Are My Entire World

"Fool, I'll never see you again..." Shen Mochen reached out and rubbed gently on the top of her head, arms peach gently around her arms, resting her chin on the top of her head, narrowing the way: "When did you start to become sentimental?"

"Otherwise? Shouldn't I be a female man with hands on hips, smiling long up in the sky and screaming at you, Shen Mochen, Shen Mochen, you finally left the sight of the old lady?" Peach's head was buried in his chest and sullen. .

"Ouch... hurt..." Her pink cheeks were squeezed by someone unkindly, and Shen Mochen's cool voice came from above her head: "Where did you learn this from?"

"..." Peach's mouth was pulled into a straight line by Shen Mochen. He couldn't even speak, and he kept rolling his eyes at him, beckoning him to let go.

"Humph, don't let me hear the word "Lao Niang" coming out of your mouth in the future, be more civilized." Although Shen Mochen's mouth was cold, he still let go of his hands after all.

Peach rubbed his cheek vigorously, and his **** and white eyes looked at him with sorrow. It was obviously that you disgusted me with sentimental sentiment... woo woo...

"Let's go, go back." Looking up at the night again, Shen Mochen took peach's hand and walked silently toward the park entrance.

It was eleven o'clock when I returned home. Shen Mochen urged Peaches to scrub and brush and watched her go to bed before going to the door of the room to help her turn off the light, and was prepared to close the door by the way.

"Husband..." Peach's faint and crisp voice came from the darkness.

"Well?" Shen Mochen paused slightly on the door handle. A pair of dark eyes followed the hazy street lamp outside the window, looking towards the figure in the bed in the middle of the room.

"That... can you sleep with me..." Peach's tiny voice with a trace of expectation, those **** and white eyes, printed with the faint light of the street lamp outside the window, shimmered in the darkness.

"..." Shen Mochen stood at the door and did not answer. After being silent for a while, he finally whispered: "Well, you go to sleep first, I will go and wash with you."

"Okay." There was a trace of rejoicing in Peach's voice, and then he closed his eyes obediently, waiting for him to wash.

Shen Mochen shook her head helplessly and turned to close the door of her room.

When he finished washing and stood in front of Peach's bed, the people on the bed had fallen asleep, her rosy lips curled tightly, and a pair of delicate eyebrows gently wrinkled in her sleep, not like sleeping on a normal day. With a smile on the corners of his lips, a pair of small hands tightly grasped the thin quilt covering his body, and his slim body shrunk into a ball.

Shen Mochen looked at her sleeping posture like shrimp, her lips could not help but evoked a faint smile, picked up the air conditioner remote control on the bedside table, raised the temperature of the air conditioner a little, and then lifted the thin quilt, lightly Lie beside the peach.

A soft, fragrant'octopus octopus' immediately wrapped up.

He stretched his arms around her slender shoulders, then gently printed a kiss on top of her head, and said "Good night" softly, almost inaudibly.

A familiar smell came around him, giving people an inexplicable feeling of relief. Peach's gently frowned brows finally loosened, and his tight lips gradually spread out.