Mint Flower Sea + Fanwai

Carrying the teacup to the bedroom, Wen He was still in the sleeping position just now without turning over.

"Wen He, get up, drink this." An arm stretched behind Wen He's back to help her up, and the teacup leaned slightly towards her lips.The last Wenhe was really gentle, and he drank the whole cup of tea very cooperatively.

After finishing everything, Jing Xuan pondered whether to go home or stay here.My home is only 10 minutes away from here, but there is her breath here, and I don't know when I will be so close to her again, Jing Xuan doesn't want to leave.

Both Wen He's residence and Jingxuan's house are decorated in a modern European style. Compared with Jing Xuan's meticulous care and layout, Wen He's residence is very exquisite, just like an unpopular model house. Except for the bedroom, there are almost no traces of Wen He.

Jing Xuan thought, it would be great to let Wen He move to my place, I can take care of her, and I can also pick her up when I have social occasions, and she doesn't have to live in such a cold house.

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☆、Chapter 9

In the end, Jing Xuan didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already daylight.She was sitting on the floor lying on Wen He's bed.Lifting his body slowly, his whole body was sore, Jing Xuan subconsciously groaned, his eyebrows tightened.She put her hands on the ground and wanted to get up and exercise her muscles and bones, but when she met the gaze of the person on the bed, she suddenly stopped all movements.

"Ah. You, you're awake." Jing Xuan's mouth became uneasy, and he stammered.Wen He was lying in her pure white soft quilt, her whole body was thin and sunk in it, her face was so lazy that she had never seen before, she only hummed softly when she heard Jing Xuan's words, and she had been staying on Jing Xuan's face His eyes were also withdrawn, and he cast his eyes on the alarm clock on the bedside table.Jing Xuan understood it very cleverly. He got up from the ground, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and said to Wen He with a gentle smile, "Are you hungry? Get up and take a bath. I'll give you a bath." Cook something."

Wen He looked at her for a few seconds, with a calm look on his face, which made Jing Xuan feel as if he was on his back, and pursed his lips unnaturally. When Wen He finally nodded, she rushed out.

Although it is true that she likes Wen He very much, it is inevitable that she will be nervous when she looks at Wen He.When Wen He came out after taking a shower and brushing his hair, Jing Xuan had already fried toast, the only two eggs left in the refrigerator, and boiled milk.

Wen He sat down, picked up the knife and fork to have breakfast, her gesture of holding the knife and fork was very correct, elegant and beautiful, Jing Xuan smiled and watched her eat up the things she made in small bites, feeling very satisfied, as if not eating Don't feel hungry.Wen He put down the knife and fork after eating, wiped the corners of his mouth with the napkin on the side, looked at the almost untouched breakfast on Jing Xuan's plate, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't eat?"

"Ah?" Jing Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized what she was talking about, hurriedly cut up the fried egg with tomato sauce and said, "Eat, eat." After finishing everything in two or three bites, he looked up and saw Wen He Looking at her with a half-smile, his face turned red.

"Boss, Director?" Why are you looking at him like that.

"Why didn't you go home?" Wen He asked.It seemed strange that the subordinate stayed at the boss's house after seeing off his drunk boss.Jing Xuan crossed his hands and murmured, "I'm afraid you'll wake up at night and fall asleep later."

Wen He nodded: "In that case, thank you." Jing Xuan blushed and shook his head to express that he didn't care. In fact, she wanted to ask why she didn't call Amy last night but called me. It should be the secretary's business to go home, but the words turned around and turned into: "Your hair is still wet, let me help you with a chuī fan." After speaking, I felt that this proposal was a little bit Excuse me, who would ask the boss to shuī hair?

But this time Wen He didn't hesitate at all, and walked towards the bedroom with a light hum.Jing Xuan picked up the wet towel and wiped his hands, ignored the plates, knives and forks on the table, and walked into the bedroom where he stayed all night last night in a few steps, Wen He had already taken out the blower.

Jingxuan's hand loosened her long hair, the soft long hair passed through her fingers, smooth and soft, very comfortable, she couldn't help thinking, this is really a wonderful weekend, if in the future It's fine every time.She looked around the layout of the room again. Although it was the only place with a warm atmosphere, there was still no warmth. Is it comfortable for her to live here?Will there be times when you feel lonely?If we live together, I can take care of her and not make her feel lonely.

"What are you thinking?" Wen He's cold voice interrupted Jing Xuan's random thoughts, and Jing Xuan blurted out: "I want you to move in and live with me." Xuan looked at Wen He with a bewildered expression, like a child who has made a mistake, the hair that was already dry fell down her palm and stuck to Wen He's thin back.

Wen He didn't make things difficult for her, and said, "You didn't enjoy writing your [-]-word self-criticism?" It was actually a joke.Jing Xuan's face turned pale and he quickly shook his head. The [-]-word self-criticism every day made her almost cry, but Wen He was not angry, and she was relieved by what she just said.Wen He curled the corners of his mouth and seemed to be in a good mood: "If I live with you, will there be any good benefits?"