I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

"Baby,? I'm not by your side, you must take good care of yourself."

At the door of the house, Chunruan grasped Chun Leshui's hand eight times, thinking that Chun Leshui was going to go far away and fly back to country X alone.

Chun Ruan said: "You have never left your mother's side since you were a child,? I am worried."

"..."

Usually, Chunruan and Matthew often went out to the two-person world and left Alice and Bian Mu to Chun Leshui. At that time, in her heart, Chun Leshui was an adult who needed to take on family responsibilities and be able to take care of himself. Now he wants to start from The family moved out to live with Song Hanzhang, and Chun Leshui became in Chunruan's heart a child who hadn't grown up and couldn't take care of herself.

Chun Leshui also grabbed Chun Ruan's hand: "Dear mother,? I just moved to the next building. If you miss me, stand on the balcony and say hello to me at any time,? I only need 5 minutes to go home."

Chunruan: "... so close?"

"It's not like I didn't tell you,?" Chun Leshui lowered his head to change his shoes, "I must act here."

"……forget."

Chun Leshui laughed, and hooked Alice's finger in her arms: "Alice, sooner or later, your mother will forget you."

Alice grabbed his hand and tried to stuff it into her mouth.

Chun Ruan grabbed Alice's small fist: "Don't put dirty things in your mouth."

"So sad, so sad." Chun Leshui pretended to be wronged, but actually had a smile on his face. He opened his arms and hugged Alice and Chun Ruan into his arms, "Going away, mom."

Chunruan raised Alice's hand and waved to Chun Leshui: "Bye my brother."

Chun Leshui waved, and pushed the suitcase into the elevator.

Because of the proximity, Chun Leshui didn't bring too many things. In the box were a few changes of clothes and a few books for review. It took less than half an hour from when he packed up to when he went out, and most of the time It was also spent on Chun Ruan.

Song Hanzhang's side is also a three-bedroom house, and he bought a hardcover room. He said that the original seller bought it as a wedding room, but due to various reasons, he didn't move in after it was renovated, and Song Hanzhang finally bought it.

Chun Leshui said that Chun Ruan could greet him while standing on the balcony, which is a bit exaggerated. The buildings in the community are not that close, but it is not unreasonable to be able to go home in 5 minutes.

When he got home, Song Hanzhang hadn't come back yet. This wasn't the first time he had come here. He entered the door in a familiar way, pushed the suitcase into the cloakroom, hung up his clothes one by one, and planned to take a shower first.

Shen Wu's exam is approaching, and Chun Leshui rehearses in Chunruan's dance studio during the day, and has to hurry up to review cultural lessons when she returns home at night. The schedule is full, and she is no less idle than Song Hanzhang, who is busy with daily affairs.

Chun Leshui changed into loose and comfortable home clothes, sat cross-legged on the carpet in the living room, leaning on the sofa to review.

In the middle of the journey, he got up to pour water for himself, and only after looking at the time did he realize that Song Hanzhang hadn't returned home yet.

Song Hanzhang had a transoceanic video conference at night, and due to some accidents it ended more than two hours later than the scheduled time, and it was past eleven o'clock after the meeting, and Chun Leshui was probably already asleep by this point.

After getting off the car, he habitually looked up and looked upstairs. The lights at Chun Leshui's house had been turned off. Chun Leshui and Song Hanzhang were very busy recently, and they hadn't seen each other for a while.

Song Hanzhang suppressed his desire to call him and see him at the moment, squeezed the center of his brows, turned around and was about to go to his home, but turned around and saw the light on in his living room.

Song Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, stepped quickly into the unit door and went upstairs.

With a beep, the door lock opened.

When the light in the corridor lit up the entrance bit by bit along the crack of the door, Song Hanzhang was a little disappointed. He might have misread it, mistaking someone else's house with the lights on as his own...

This idea was completely overturned when he fully opened the door and saw the faint light from the living room to the entrance.

A pair of sneakers lay crookedly on the floor mat by the door.

Song Hanzhang took a breath, quickly kicked off the leather shoes on his feet and stepped into the room in a hurry before he even had time to put on the slippers.

The living room was brightly lit, Chun Leshui was sitting on the floor, lying on the coffee table and fell asleep with a book under his pillow, and the other hand on the table was still holding a pen.

When did he come?

Why didn't he tell himself?

How long has he been waiting for himself?

Song Hanzhang was so pleasantly surprised, he hurriedly walked over, did not wake up Chun Leshui, but sat down beside him on his knees, resting his chin on the tea table, quietly watching Chun Leshui who was sleeping soundly, greedily Use your eyes to describe his facial features.

Twirling the hair that fell down Chun Leshui's face with his fingertips, Song Hanzhang hooked them behind Chun Leshui's ears, and gently rubbed his index finger on Chun Leshui's face.

The latter was breathing evenly and showed no signs of waking up.

Song Hanzhang leaned over, and when he was about to kiss Chun Leshui, the mobile phone he held in his hand made an unpleasant buzz. The call was from an assistant, but Song Hanzhang had no intention of connecting, so he hung up immediately .

His hand was still on Chun Leshui's face, feeling the movement of his subordinates, Song Hanzhang raised his eyes and bumped into Chun Leshui's eyes.

"came back?"

"Wake you up?"

The two spoke at the same time, and Song Hanzhang asked, "Why are you here?"

"I..." Chun Leshui couldn't help stretching after saying a word, yawning continuously, with physiological tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, obviously very sleepy.

Song Hanzhang helped him wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, hooked Chun Leshui's neck and pulled him over to make up for the kiss he missed just now.

Although Chun Leshui was very sleepy, he and Song Hanzhang hadn't been intimate for a few days. During the deep kiss, his sleepiness gradually disappeared, and soon turned to the guest and pressed Song Hanzhang to the side of the sofa, pulling up the hem of the shirt tucked in his trouser waist with two hands Just as his fingertips touched the skin on Song Hanzhang's waist, Song Hanzhang's mobile phone on the coffee table interrupted the intimate interaction between the two of them after many days.

Chun Leshui picked it up and took a look: "Your assistant."

After calling twice in a row, there must be something urgent, Song Hanzhang kissed Chun Leshui: "Go to bed and sleep."

He stood up while talking, unbuttoned his shirt a few times, stroked his hair back twice, and connected the phone, his tone was not at all as warm as when he was stuck with Chun Leshui, and he felt very uncomfortable when he heard it coldly :"What's up?"

I don't know what was said on the phone, Song Hanzhang's face became serious, he and Chun Leshui looked at each other, covered the microphone and bent over and kissed him like a dragonfly, then turned and walked to the study, speaking with uncontrollable anger Meaning: "Why did he tell you now that something like this happened? I don't need any reason. Let him give me a perfect solution in 10 minutes."

"Notify the relevant departments to hold an emergency meeting..."

As a result, Song Hanzhang's meeting lasted for more than two hours. When he came out of the study, Chun Leshui was no longer in the living room. The bedroom door was ajar, and Chun Leshui had entered his dream again with his back facing him.

Song Hanzhang gently closed the door, and went into the cloakroom to look for pajamas after taking a shower in the guest bathroom.

Song Hanzhang paused when he saw that there were obviously extra sweaters and hoodies in the closet that contrasted sharply with his suit shirts. When he took out his underwear, he found that there were several pairs of clean underwear in the drawer that were not his. He opened the locker and saw There is an extra suitcase at the bottom.

Song Hanzhang was a little eager to change his pajamas, hurriedly buttoned two buttons and entered the bedroom, but when he opened the door and saw Chun Leshui sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but lighten his movements again.

He lifted the quilt and lay down, put his arms around Chun Leshui's waist from behind, and while pulling the person towards him, he also pushed him forward, and the two of them stuck together tightly.

Chun Leshui was awakened by his movements, and turned her head in confusion: "Is it over?"

"Chunle water..."

"Ok?"

Chun Leshui waited for a while but didn't wait for Song Hanzhang to speak, but he could feel the arms around his waist tightening again. He laughed muffledly, with a low hoarse voice that hadn't woken up: "Why are you acting like a baby again?"

Song Hanzhang rubbed against the back of his neck.

Who would have thought that Mr. Song, who is omnipotent in the business world and steadfast to his subordinates, is actually a clingy person in private?

Kiss kept falling on the back of Chun Leshui's neck, and when he was drowsy, he would kiss him away.

He turned around with a smile, and let him kiss him: "Aren't you tired?"

"You won't be tired here." He said and hugged Chun Leshui's neck.

The two of them walked around on the bed, the carpet and the sofa by the window, and finally they both lay down in the bathtub and took a shower.

The changed sheets were still thrown on the floor, and the two embraced each other face to face. Chun Leshui picked up the clock beside the bed and looked at it: "It's almost four o'clock, it's really time to go to bed."

"Good night." Song Hanzhang leaned forward to kiss him while Chun Leshui gently rubbed the back of his head, "Good night."

After speaking, he fell asleep quickly, Song Hanzhang stared at him for a moment and then closed his eyes, the feet that fell from him gently wrapped around Chun Leshui's ankle.

When Chun Leshui woke up the next day, Song Hanzhang was no longer around him. The pajamas were neatly folded beside the pillow, and the room was silent. It was no need to guess that Mr. Song had gone to work.

Chun Leshui yawned and went to wash up. When she walked into the bathroom, she was stunned when she saw the mouthwash cup and toothbrush for couples.

He looked down at the trash can next to him, where the cups and toothbrushes from the two of them were lying there.

Chun Leshui took apart his own toothbrush, and suddenly burst out laughing halfway through brushing his teeth. Is it plausible that the dignified president of the Song family wants to do such a sticky thing in private?

After he washed his face, he lowered his head and found that he had changed into a new pair of slippers, and Song Hanzhang's slippers at the entrance had also been changed into a pair with him; when he went to change clothes in the cloakroom, he found that the dirty clothes he had thrown here yesterday were gone. Washed and dried, hung in the closet.

It's just that Mr. Song, who obviously hasn't done any housework, only throws the clothes into the washing machine and then takes them out again. He hasn't ironed them, and the crumpled ones are full of marks.

After ironing the clothes and hanging them back, Chun Leshui also changed into a set of clothes for going out, and was about to go out, when he spotted a breakfast on the dining table from the corner of his eye, and Song Hanzhang left a note saying that it was delivered by the hotel.

Chun Leshui was a little surprised, he thought that seeing Song Hanzhang's posture, no matter what, he would have to make breakfast for him himself.

In the process of eating breakfast, he always smelled a faint smell of paste, and Chun Leshui followed the smell and pushed open the kitchen door.

Dude, the kitchen looks like it was just robbed.

There was a scorched black frying pan in the trash can, and Chun Leshui didn't know what was going on in her mind, she picked it up and saw that there was a dark fried egg lying on it.

He couldn't help laughing, he could almost imagine Song Hanzhang in a hurry early in the morning.

Kind of cute.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-09?20:04:04~2021-09-11?17:00:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: zh orange r? 2; sh little cloud? 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: also? 5 bottles; zh orange r? 4 bottles; lilths? 2 bottles; Yuhuai? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!