Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

Listening to what he said, Jiang Yun silently put her hand on top of his head and patted his head, comforting him silently.

Shang Yan looked at her persistent and distressed face, laughed out loud, clasped the back of her head with his big hand, lowered the girl's head and kissed her on the lips.

Cai said: "Just let me hug you for a while."

Jiang Yun stared at his face carefully, only to find that his eyes were black and blue, and his whole body was exhausted.

Seeing that he was about to sleep with her eyes closed, Jiang Yun raised her hand and poked him on the shoulder: "Shang Yan, dry your hair before going to bed."

Shang Yan hugged her and said nothing.

She was taken.

Getting up from his arms, he ran to the bathroom to take out the hair dryer and put it on the bedside, pulling him up.

Don't forget to mutter: "I'm too old to take good care of my body, I have headaches, and my hair is still wet. It depends on what you do if the root cause of the disease falls in the future."

She thought about it, and dragged him from the bed in a daze.

With a faint smile on the corner of Shang Yan's mouth, he took advantage of the situation to put his arms around her waist, clinging to her lower abdomen and closing his eyes to fall asleep.

Totally looking forward to enjoying her blowout.

Jiang Yun had nothing to do with him, she let him hug her, and dried his hair as if resigned to her fate.

Putting away the hair dryer, Jiang Yun reached out to unplug the power, but couldn't reach the socket, and was hugged tightly by Shang Yan.

She gritted her teeth angrily: "You let go, I'll put the hair dryer on and come back."

She was taken.

Shang Yan's clinginess was caught off guard, and she felt a little helpless in the face of him like this.

The man lazily opened his eyelids and glanced at her. It seemed that he was too tired to open his eyes, and he just let go of his hands slightly.

Jiang Yun took the opportunity to pull out the wire of the hair dryer.

In the next second, her waist tightened, and she was dragged onto the bed by him.

The man's big hands protected her head, and he slightly tightened his arms to wrap her whole body in his arms and hold her tightly.

"Yunyun, I miss you."

He hugged her tightly from behind, and buried his head on the back of her neck.

When speaking, the lips brushed against her skin intentionally or unintentionally, causing a tingling numbness.

Like a burst of electricity spreading from the neck along the spine to the limbs and bones, the whole person is full of tenderness.

Jiang Yun's body froze, because his heart was churning with turbulent enthusiasm.

"Stealing love stories behind my back?"

She pressed a stick into his arms, surprised that the words "I miss you" came out of his own initiative.

Buried between her necks, Shang Yan gave a muffled "um", sounding a little weak.

Jiang Yun was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that Shang Yan's state from just now to now seems to be not quite right.

And his body temperature was scorching hot.

She thought she was too sensitive, but now she felt the heat on her back, and Jiang Yun suddenly became nervous.

She turned to face him, raising her hand to test the temperature of his forehead.

But he grabbed the wrist first and put his hand in the palm of his hand and put it under the bed.

Jiang Yun was anxious: "Shang Yan, do you have a cold?"

Shang Yan exhaled, and put her hand on his waist.

The big hand pressed her head into her arms, and her voice was hoarse: "Just sleep for a while."

That is a cold.

No wonder he always felt out of shape.

Jiang Yun sighed and tried to say something, but saw that he was tired with his eyes closed.

This kind of Shang Yan looks like a trapped animal, and the curled up appearance makes people feel distressed.

After all, she still didn't speak, but took the initiative to lean into his arms.

It's not a compromise, but thinking that when he falls asleep, he will take the opportunity to go downstairs to find medicine for him.

The corner of Shang Yan's mouth curled up in response to the girl's active approach.

She was delighted by her subconscious actions.

Originally, I wanted to wait for him to fall asleep.

As a result, being held in his arms, listening to the rising and falling breathing of his chest, Jiang Yun fell into a deep sleep first.

Downstairs, the nanny cooked the meal, and everyone went downstairs to have lunch.

He didn't see Jiang Yun and Shang Yan, but Mr. Jiang was about to have someone call them.

He was stopped by Jiang? who came down holding Muge's hand.

"Shang Yan is probably catching up on sleep. They will go downstairs to eat when they wake up."

He opened his mouth, and the others looked at each other without insisting.

They are all adults, young couples are aboveboard, just let them go.

Immediately, Mr. Jiang invited Lei Li and Qin Qu to sit down, and a group of people had a lively meal.

Upstairs, Jiang Yun was busy training members of the Special Forces in the army, and accompanied them to bed early and get up early every day, sometimes getting up in the middle of the night to practice.

It's been more than a month that I haven't closed my eyes properly.

He fell asleep in Shang Yan's arms until the afternoon.

Shang Yan woke up at some point.

As the sun was setting outside the window, he raised his hand to block the light above her head, and looked fondly at the girl who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

His eyes moved up and down from her heroic eyebrows, over the bridge of her pretty nose, and looked at every inch of her face inch by inch.

In the end, her gaze was fixed on her ruddy lips, and her breathing was a little heavier than the naked eye could see.

The girl in his arms was real, and her breath sprayed between his neck, sleeping peacefully and obediently.

Looking at the little girl with a peaceful sleeping face, Shang Yan felt an unprecedented satisfaction in her heart.