The first favorite of sweet marriage: President, honey kiss

Chapter 522 Jiang Yunshen becomes gentler every day

When the bedroom door was gently closed, Hua Rong raised his reading eyes.

Of course she knew that his so-called "processing work may be late" was an excuse, and she was "considerate" to avoid her sleep, and even let her sleep in the guest room in the morning.

She looked at the closed door and couldn't help feeling amused.

But I really don't know what's funny.

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It was so late at night that the world seemed to be silent.

Jiang Yunshen squeezed the center of his brows, and looked down at the hands on the dial on his wrist. It was getting closer, and she should have fallen asleep too. He closed the notebook, and he got up and left the study.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off, but fortunately, the moonlight was bright and clear, and the pale silver light seeped in from the window like running water, making all the outlines of the room roughly visible.

Jiang Yunshen got into bed with almost no movement. During the process, his eyes and attention never left the woman on the side of the big bed.

She was lying on her back, her face was looking out of the window, her long hair spread out on the pillow, her hands clenched into loose fists resting on her ears, pressing down her hair, there was a kind of lazy tranquility.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't move, even the rhythm of breathing was consistent, she slept soundly, and there was no sign of being woken up.

He stared at her side face for a long time, and for a few seconds he wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms, but he didn't reach out until his breathing gradually returned to ease and stability.

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The next morning, the sun outside was bright and clear, and the air-conditioning was not low in the room. The temperature difference between vision and touch made people feel comfortable.

Hua Rong woke up leisurely, and opened her eyes while yawning.

A deep and slightly hoarse voice sounded beside her, "Wake up, did you sleep well?"

Hua Rong was startled and turned her head.

The man was sitting against the head of the bed, his nightgown was a little loose, his short black hair was slightly messed up, but his eyes were clear and he was looking at her, and this state may have been maintained for a while.

"Is it still early?"

"Around 07:30."

"...Then why are you still in bed." A person who has to go to work at eight o'clock.

He smiled faintly, "I worked too late last night, so it doesn't matter if I'm late in the morning."

Hua Rong raised her eyebrows, "Tsk, because no one said anything about you, isn't that how you treat shareholders' trust in you?"

He raised his eyebrows even higher, "I made money for you."

Hua Rong was lazy, and then yawned again.

Jiang Yunshen looked at her rather innocent face, couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Hua Rong rested her hands casually on her eyes, as if lying down and not getting up, "It's not bad."

"Well," he lifted the quilt and got off the bed, his voice was low and gentle, "Shut up for a while, I'll take you to the bathroom to wash up later."

Hua Rong didn't say anything, although her hands fell on her eyes, her naturally curled fingers were loose, and the tall and straight figure of the man fell into her field of vision without hindrance.

She finally had a good night's sleep last night.

For about ten days and a half months after that, their relationship maintained such a peaceful "friendliness". Hua Rong put away her apparent indifference and boredom, and Jiang Yunshen became gentler day by day, even occasionally Such a warm illusion.

Hua Rong also went from limping with a cane to barely able to walk with a limp without a cane.

(End of this chapter)