"Moyazhe?"

The man raised his head.

At the door of the study, yunshishi holds a pile of heavy laundry, sees the design drawing in his hand, and warns severely, "don't touch the things in this study, or youyou will be angry!"

This study is youyou's small world. Usually, Yunshi comes in occasionally to clean. However, she doesn't touch the things in the study.

Muyazhe put down the drawings and walked out of the study. At a glance, he walked into the bedroom as if he had found a new continent.

Cloud poetry is on one side, cold lines appear on the forehead.

It's like a well fed aristocrat visiting a slum.

But she didn't think much about it. She carried her clothes into the bathroom and planned to take advantage of this time to wash them all.

He began to visit his bedroom.

Entry, is a double bed, light blue bedding and sheets, revealing a childlike interest and warmth.

You you like blue, but also like simple, so there are not too many patterns on the sheet, simple.

On the bedside table, there are all kinds of books. He picked up several books at will, including novels, fables, comic books and fairy tales. As if here, I finally found a trace of childlike innocence.

He slowly sat down at the edge of the bed, the scene of yuntianyou sitting on the head of the bed reading the comic book lazily could not help but emerge in front of him.

These book lists are recommended to parents by the school. Yunshishi specially went to the bookstore with the book lists and bought several sets, which were placed at the head of the bed. Before going to bed every night, she hugged yuntianyou and told the story on the comic book in a soft voice.

On weekdays, Yun Tianyou has no sense of these children's comics and books. He always feels bored, but he likes to hear Mommy tell him stories.

The voice line of Yun's poems is very gentle, showing the kind of Wunong's whisper, soft, sweet, listening to the sweet voice and dreaming, which is the happiest thing in yuntianyou's mind.

In the narrow space, but overflowing with a thick atmosphere of life, as well as a quiet little warmth.

Although the room was small and the double bed was not spacious enough, muyazhe lay down on his arms and could not even stretch his limbs freely.

However, on the quilt, there is a unique milk fragrance of children, as well as the unique fresh body fragrance of cloud poetry.

This fragrance, quiet and elegant, is not colorful, but refreshing.

There was a moment of peace in his heart.

When yunshishi walked into the bedroom again, the man lay on the bed and fell asleep.

She couldn't help laughing, she still remember that some man said that he was energetic before?

Yunshishi walked to the bedside with light hands and feet, squatted down, and looked at the delicate sleeping face of the man at a close distance.

The sleeping man, with his eyes closed, has a thin shadow engraved on his angular features.

Long and narrow eyes, thick black eyelashes, beautiful and charming.

Yunshishi raised her eyebrow in surprise. She still remembered that youyou was born with dark and thick hair. When she closed her eyes, her eyelashes were delicate and even thicker than her eyelashes. It turned out that she inherited this man's gene.

With a high nose and a beautiful arc, it's like a marvelous sculpture.

Especially that sexy thin lip, which is now regarded as the most wanted to be kissed. Thin and haughty, smile, the corner of the mouth that arc is evil and charming.