Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

The next day

When Nan Jinming woke up, he saw that the person next to him had already woken up. He opened his eyes and looked at him. When he met his gaze, there was a bit of panic in his eyes.

Nan Jinming raised his eyebrows slightly. Perhaps he was too sleepy. The two of them tossed and turned for most of the night before they finally fell asleep.

Now that they woke up in each other's arms, Nan Jinming felt a little sweeter in his heart.

Chu Xiaoran was sleeping inside, originally resting his head on Nan Jinming's arm. But fearing that her hand would get numb, he moved his arm away while she was still asleep, and turned sideways to look at her sleeping face.

The sleeping Nan Jinming was like a quiet fairy, with delicate features and clean and fair complexion. Looking from the side, one could see her high nose bridge, deep eyes, lips slightly opened and closed, and her light breathing sounds beside his ears.

Nan Jinming was so crazy that she had never seen him before. Only after he begged for mercy did she slow down her movements. She then leaned over to whisper in his ear, murmuring sweet words.

"Ran'er...I love you."

Chu Xiaoran looked at Nan Jinming's sleeping face. Whenever he thought of what she said last night, he felt a little happier.

Nan Jinming suddenly opened her eyes, and Chu Xiaoran looked at her in panic, but now he had nothing to say.

"When did you wake up?"

Nan Jinming asked in a gentle voice.

The roots of Chu Xiaoran's ears quickly turned red and his cheeks felt a little hot.

"Just woke up for a while."

When Chu Xiaoran opened his mouth, he was also surprised and his voice became a little hoarse. It seemed that his throat was too uncomfortable after using it too much last night, so he couldn't speak clearly today.

"Then you sleep a little longer."

Nan Jinming stretched out his hands and held him in his arms, resting his chin against his forehead. He knew that he had worked hard last night, so he should rest more.

I have been doing nothing recently, and the Chu family's affairs have been dealt with. It seems that Pei Zhaoli is also in Yuecheng. It's really a narrow road where enemies meet. He can find things to do everywhere.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door. Yan Runan, who was outside, knocked on the door with toiletries in his hand.

"Master, master husband, it's time to get up."

Yan Runan's voice came from outside the door.

Yan Boxi curled his lips and said something with some complaint.

"It's time for lunch, why is there no movement?"

Yan Runan glared at him and said, "How dare you interfere in the master's affairs? What did I say when I agreed to bring you here?"

"The master's words are life, and we must obey them no matter what."

Yan Boxi scratched his ears, lamenting how boring his second brother was. He must have read too many books and his brain was a little rusty. It was already noon and he hadn't gotten up yet. It would be abnormal for a normal person.

Yan Runan is older, so he naturally knows the reason behind this.

Only Nan Jinming's voice was heard from inside the room: "Come in."

When I came in, Nan Jinming in the room had already changed her clothes. She was wearing a light pink chest-length dress, the color of cherry blossom pink, with peach blossoms embroidered on it, and a pair of white brocade shoes on her feet.

Chu Xiaoran had put on his underwear, but just as he was about to get out of bed to pick up the messy clothes on the floor, he felt a sharp pain in his waist. The next second, he was about to fall under the bed, but Nan Jinming grabbed him with his long sleeves and pulled him into his arms.

"Why are you so careless?"

Nan Jinming said something scolding, but Yan Runan was considerate. She put down the things in her hands and started to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground. She folded all the wedding dresses and would take them for cleaning later.

Yan Boxi's gaze switched back and forth between Nan Jinming and Chu Xiaoran's faces, and he also understood.

Nan Jinming coughed lightly and said, "Change the master's clothes into clean and fresh ones. I'm going to the front hall first."

"Yes."

Yan Runan responded.