Qiao Sinian washed her face again.

Ye Jiaqi heard the sound of water, rubbed his eyes, and shouted in a daze: "Husband...husband..."

Qiao Sinian turned off the faucet: "Call me?"

"Yeah, I'm calling you." Ye Jiaqi looked like she wasn't awake yet in her dreams, "I want to hug her."

"Where did you get up from? Who did you learn from? You still have to hug me? Huh?"

"You don't know what you learned from your baby son. He likes to hug and kiss." Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes, laughed, and rubbed his head with both hands.

Haven't had enough sleep yet.

"If you don't learn well, why don't you learn from his father?"

"His father is so excellent, I can't learn it either." Ye Jiaqi smiled foolishly and spoke to Qiao Sinian coquettishly.

It feels great to wake up and talk to him.

Qiao Sinian wiped his hands in the bathroom, and soon, the sound of a razor came again.

"Husband, I had a dream at night, dreaming that Chengfan got married."

Josnian: “…”

"The bride can't see clearly, but Hinayana is so happy. She puts a ring, hugs, and kisses on the bride. She is so happy..."

"Ye Jiaqi, are you even dreaming strange?"

"Isn't it good? I feel so happy, my whole dream is sweet."

“…”

"I won't tell you anymore, a guy who has no interest." Ye Jiaqi said angrily, "I'm going to get up, no one hugs, hey, no one hugs, um..."

Although Ye Jiaqi was reading this, he had no intention of getting up at all. He refused to move and his eyes were not open.

He still held the quilt tightly with both hands and buried half of his head in.

The sound of the razor in the bathroom sounded for a while and it soon became quiet.

Qiao Sinian walked out, leaned over, and pressed her under her.

He touched her cheek with his hand and showed a charming smile: "Is the quilt warm?"

"Well, yes." Ye Jiaqi listened to the sound of rain outside and looked at him in front of him, "Is it still raining outside? Why haven't you gone to the group yet?"

"I won't go today, I'll learn from you and sleep in." Qiao Sinian said, pinching her cheek again, lowered her head and kissed her forehead.

His lips were cold, with the temperature of rain.

"Then why did you go out early in the morning? The bed was cold for a long time." Ye Jiaqi looked at him with big watery eyes.

"I went out and bought you breakfast. If you want to eat it, get up. If you don't want to eat it, keep sleeping. Lin Ji's soy milk and fresh meat mooncakes." Qiao Sinian remembered that it was also a winter. He went to Lin Ji to queue up to buy soy milk for Ye Jiaqi, and happened to meet Song Shaoyan who came here.

At that time, Song Shaoyan was still a lively and gentle man. Although he was buying soy milk for his lover, at least he was still alive.

I still remember that it was snowing that day, Song Shaoyan was hoarse and his sexy voice was still swirling in his ears.

It seems to be yesterday.

Qiao Sinian has always been a person with a good memory, but in most cases, he is unwilling to tear open his memories.

The so-called memory is nothing more than things from the past and has no trace to find.

The deceased is gone.

Ye Jiaqi blinked at the lingering sound of rain outside: "If you hug me, I will get up."

He always responded to her acting cute with him.

Although she is not very good at acting cute.

As she said that, she stretched out her hands from the warm quilt and pretended to wrap around his neck.

A doting smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Sinian's lips, and there was also a vivid, watery little girl in front of him.
Chapter completed!