After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

Ling Shuang woke up. She had not had this deep and sufficient feeling of sleep for a long, long time.

It feels good to have a full sleep.

Ling Shuang didn't open her eyes, enjoying the long-lost sense of satisfaction.

The bed last night was also exceptionally warm and comfortable to the touch...

When a kitten finds a comfortable place, it will twist and rub unconsciously. Ling Shuang is doing the same now, twisting and rubbing against the quilt she is holding.

In the past three years, she had the habit of sleeping with her quilt in her arms, simulating sleeping in the familiar and warm arms that she missed.

"Don't move! I can't guarantee what will happen if you move!" A restrained voice sounded above Ling Shuang's head.

At that moment, Ling Shuang also felt that the "quilt" in her arms had become stiff.

Ling Shuang didn't dare to raise her head. This voice was so familiar to her.

It turns out that holding Cheng Sihan's hand and begging him not to leave last night was not a dream!

awkward!

How embarrassing!

Ling Shuang's facial features wrinkled into a ball, and her body slowly curled up in restraint. She moved cautiously and slowly rubbed herself behind her, as if she was breaking away from the "quilt".

Before he could move two centimeters, his waist tightened and his whole body was pulled back into the embrace of the "quilt".

"I didn't move!" Ling Shuang said hurriedly.

As soon as she finished speaking, her chin was lifted by a finger, and then warm softness touched her lips. The stubble on the other person's chin gently brushed her cheek intentionally or unintentionally, and the warm softness fell on her forehead again.

"Good morning!" The magnetic and hoarse greeting followed the warm nose falling on her face.

Just as Ling Shuang was about to reply with a polite greeting, her body suddenly relaxed, and the "quilt" that made her comfortable was removed, and her heart felt empty.

Ling Shuang then half-opened her eyes and saw a strong afterimage entering the bathroom, followed by the sound of water rushing from the shower head.

Experienced women know what is happening in the bathroom...

Ling Shuang took the opportunity to pull out a set of home clothes in the closet and changed out of the clothes that had been torn a few times.

……

"It's so fragrant!"

A sudden voice at the kitchen door startled Ling Shuang, who was looking at the fried eggs in the pot in a daze, and almost jumped up.

Ling Shuang covered her chest to steady herself before turning around.

What stuck in his eyes was a man whose whole body was still steaming. He only had a few buttons on his shirt haphazardly. His hair, which was still dripping with water, was hanging down, following the line of his neck, and was buried in the towel hanging around his neck. The two ends of the towel just rested on those imaginative chest muscles.

Ling Shuang hurriedly retracted her eyes, turned around, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and then the red clouds covered her cheeks.

"This...so fast?"

You have to say something to hide your embarrassment.

"You should still remember clearly whether I am fast or not." Of course Cheng Sihan saw Ling Shuang's embarrassment and deliberately teased her, "If it is a practical operation, one night should not be enough."

Just like three years ago, teasing Ling Shuang was a joy.

Cheng Sihan looked at the little cutie who seemed to have crawled into the stove with a joking look on his face, and smiled extremely lovingly.

Ling Shuang really wanted to bite off her tongue. Not only was she blushing, but all the pores on her body were extremely embarrassed.

"Baby, you should remember that I don't like eggs that are so burnt!"

This is a reminder.

Ling Shuang suddenly realized that the eggs in the pot were already black, and hurriedly turned off the heat.

While he was cherishing the eggs that were about to turn into carbon, hearty laughter came from behind him.

Blame him!

He was the one who made her uneasy!

Ling Shuang was so angry that she rushed to the man, her little pink fist kept falling on the man, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, I didn't have breakfast, this is the last egg!"

In the past few days, the two men took turns dating Ling Shuang. There was no need to cook at home, so they didn't stock up on ingredients.

That egg is the only ingredient in the refrigerator.

The man enjoyed the scratching of the kitten in his arms and smiled: "Blame me, blame me..."

One complained shyly, while the other smiled and watched the woman he loved making trouble.

Harmonious and beautiful...

Unfortunately, a doorbell broke this beauty!