Inkstone when seven to cover themselves, faint can also hear the man's low alcohol laughter.

She couldn't help thinking back to the way she took a bath last night. She didn't know if she drooled or did anything indecent when she fainted

By the angle was gently pulled, inkstone when seven flustered to grasp.

I don't know how long, she felt the sinking bed bounce, can't help but open a seam, want to find out.

In the line of sight, is the man stands up in the bed Weian figure.

Thinking that he was going to leave, he lifted the quilt a little bit and suddenly looked into his eyes full of soft light.

"What are you doing?" Her inquiry was a little weak.

He didn't sleep last night. Is he going to the company now?

So a think, inkstone seven will be left behind the quilt, the eyes of the past, pull his wrist, some anxious, "want to go?"

The man glared at her and sighed with a smile: "don't you want me to go?"

Yan Shiqi nodded thoughtlessly, "you didn't rest last night, can't you go to the company today? Even if you want to go, at least you have to sleep for a while. "

"Well, sleep for a while." The man took her words, "hungry or not?"

Yan Shiqi shakes his head and pulls him obstinately to the bed for fear that he won't rest. He says busily, "I'm not hungry. I want to sleep. You sleep with me!"

At this moment, Yan Shiqi recovered a little strength, holding Qin Baiyu, until he and Yi lay beside him.

The man's handsome and elegant cheek clearly wrote two words: haggard.

Even if he didn't say anything, he didn't close his eyes all night, and his tiredness can be imagined.

When Yan Shiqi just lay down and pulled the quilt to them, she made a movement and looked at the man still wearing a shirt and trousers, with the tip of her nose in front of her, "do you want to take off the shirt or change into pajamas?"

She was worried that he would not sleep well.

"No need!" The man then turned over to face her, extended his long arm and put her in his arms, "that's good."

By him into his arms, the nose is his familiar taste, inkstone seven in the man's arms blink, lost in thought, the fingertips inadvertently began to play with his shirt buttons.

She suddenly realized that she knew little about Qin Baiyu.

For example, what he likes.

Another example is what kind of food he prefers.

For another example, she also found out in her recent contact that this man always sleeps in his pajamas.

She always thought that most men would get used to taking back their coats when they were sleeping, but he obviously wasn't.

The man sighed silently from her head, tightened his arm and said, "don't move, sleep with me for a while, eh?"

Inkstone, when seven, did not move!

Time, just after seven o'clock in the morning, inkstone seven fever after the spirit of poor, in the man's arm, again heavy sleep.

The man holding her hears the sound of her even breathing, and looks down at his arms. Her simple and sweet sleeping face is reflected in his deep eyes. He lifts his thin lips and covers his eyelids with satisfaction.

This sleep, sleep for nearly four hours.

When Yan Shiqi opened his eyes again, it was near noon.

She sat up and stretched, and her feeble tiredness was much less.

The body side, has no man's figure.

Inkstone when seven get out of bed, pick up slippers, open the door ready to go out, and suddenly think of the man's advice, the pace of a spin to the cloakroom.

In the cloakroom, there are all kinds of new clothes, and some of them are taken from Yan's house by Qin Baiyu.

Inkstone when seven for a nightgown, and put on a knitted cardigan, this just out of the door.