As soon as Murong Haochen heard the movement of the door, a smirk flashed across his face, and he quickly lay down, pretending to be asleep.

Ye Yilan opened the door softly, only to see him turning around, still sleeping soundly. The smile on his lips could not hide the snickering at all.

Sitting next to the bed, she secretly glanced at him who was pretending to be asleep. She stretched out her hand to hold his hand and said softly: "If you don't get up again, I will go back to the house today."

After hearing this, Murong Haochen knew that he could no longer pretend to be asleep. After lazily getting up, he hugged her body tightly. The faint body fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose and refused to dissipate. But he, not

Just want to leave.

His eyes became more blurred, but his thoughts were never confused. He kissed her skin and said affectionately: "The more I pamper you, the more I become arrogant because of my pampering."

"That's your fault, it has nothing to do with me." Looking back, I saw his affectionate eyes, and I didn't know what he was looking at. So I asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

Stroking her hair, his eyes were always on her body, not wanting to leave her for a moment. He leaned close to her ear and said affectionately: "Lan'er, do you know what your temper is like right now?"

"like what?"

He loosened her body a little, looked at her carefully, and then slowly said, "It looks like an ordinary wife scolding her husband."

"Although we are not actually husband and wife, we are still husband and wife after all. This is what you said."

She wished that they would spend this life like this. There would be no intrigues in everything around them, just ordinary days.

In everything that happened today, she had already identified herself as his wife. No matter what happened, she would consider it from his point of view.

Murong Haochen also felt an inexplicable sense of comfort in his heart when he saw her serving him so meticulously today.
Chapter completed!