"Madam?" Yan Zheng called out again in his ear, as if he was confused and urged.

Yan Wanwan suddenly woke up, "Okay, it's just a skin trauma, so it's naturally better. I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to bed first!" As she said, she flexibly bent in front of him and crawled under his arm, running to the bed on the left side of the room like a frightened rabbit.

Yan Zheng turned his head and looked at her back. The back fell into his eyes. His eyes couldn't help but look deeper. She walked quickly, and there was almost a wind under her feet. The summer's bed clothes were light and light. Because the wind was attached to her, she showed more and more that her waist and figure were slender.

Yan Zheng rolled his throat twice, and then he was stunned again the next moment, and he almost couldn't help laughing. It turned out that somehow she had sprained her for a moment. Although she almost stabilized, she kicked her shoes on her feet in an unelegant position and threw herself onto the bed. Then, she pulled up the bedding on the bed and buried herself.

Yan Zheng took two points to hold his lips helplessly, walked over, kicked the two quilts away, and placed the shoes on his feet without any accident. He looked up at the hill that was raised under the bedside and said, "My wife, go to sleep first, I'll go out."

The person under the bedding vaguely umpired for a while and did not ask him where he was going.

Yan Zheng's eyes dimmed, and he stopped before he was about to leave, "Aren't you afraid of heat? Don't be stuck in the quilt, be careful of the heat." After that, he walked slowly.

Yan Wanwan was buried in the quilt, listening to the footsteps and walked away, then she was like a thief. She carefully pulled the quilt and stuck her head out of it. Her hair, which was not particularly soft, became a chicken coop again. Her face was flushed and even sweated. She had only a pair of eyes, but she was timid and shining.

The room was quiet, and he really went out. But...where did he go at this time? What should he do?

Where did Yan Zheng go? First, he went to the mountain spring behind Qingmeng Xiaozhu, soaked the cold spring water hard. After the restlessness in his body calmed down, he turned to find Qin Sihai and borrowed the kitchen from him.

When he returned to Qingmeng Xiaozhu, his clothes had been dried by Yefeng, and his hair was still half dry. He walked into the room with a bowl of medicine, looking at Yan Wanwan who was sleeping evenly and smoothly, and he curled his lips and smiled helplessly. It seemed that she didn't need this peace of mind tonight.

Yan Wanwan turned over on the bed and slept inwardly. She looked like a undulating mountain range with delicate curves and collapsed on her small waist. Her slender waist seemed to be able to close it with her palms.

Yan Zheng looked at it, and quietly gushed in his throat, raised his hand and raised his neck, and drank the bowl of medicinal soup in his hand. It was him who needed this Anshen Soup tonight!

It was really refreshing and pleasant to go back to the night in the mountains. Yan Wanwan slept well this time. When she woke up, she always felt relaxed all over her body. But when she lifted her eyelids, she was stunned for a moment. She thought that she was in a dream, so she blinked twice before she confirmed that what she saw in front of her was not a dream.

It was a little strange. They had been married for more than a month, and they had been sleeping on the same bed for a few days, but for the first time, he was still asleep when she woke up. The light in the tent was soft, and he turned sideways in, his eyelashes resting under his eyelids, and his straight nose tube cast a dark shadow on his cheeks.

She quietly stretched out her hand and competed in the air, only then did she realize that his nose was really tall and straight.

Her hands were itchy, and she slowly poked out, trying to try what it would feel like to poke her cheek, but she didn't expect that the two eyelashes that seemed to be squinting in the air were gently slid and suddenly lifted up. Suddenly, she met the pair of eyes that seemed to be misty in water. Yan Wanwan's fingertips froze just two inches away from his face, slowly bent and retracted... Then she grinned and smiled at him, "Good morning, husband! Are you sleeping well?"

Yan Zheng looked at her and after a while, he replied softly, "My wife is early, it seems that she is sleeping well, and she will be radiant when she wakes up early in the morning."

Yan Wanwan noticed that his reaction was two minutes slower than usual. When she first saw her, her eyes were even a little confused. Unexpectedly, he was like this when he woke up. She pursed her lips and smiled, but then she became slightly stunned. After his reminder, she realized that she did sleep very well last night, and she didn't even drink the Anshen Soup, but she was a pillow with a sweet pillow, and she had never done one before. This was something she had never had before.

However, this is a good thing. The smile on her face is as bright as the skylight outside. "I slept very well, perhaps because the mountains are quiet, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and not hot."

"My wife sleeps well." Yan Zheng gently pulled the corner of his lips, but the next moment he covered his lips and yawned. The beautiful eyes were wet with fog again, and it looked like I felt pity for me.

"You didn't sleep well last night?" Her husband's face was so elegant. If he wore women's clothing, he would definitely be a peerless beauty!

Fortunately, Yanzheng didn't hear Yan Wanwan's complaints, otherwise he would have been angry. He lay beside her last night, feeling restless and suffering. Not only did the bowl of Anshen Soup completely lose its effect, but he also got up in the middle of the night and rinsed cold water again. He barely closed his eyes at dawn, and it would be strange if he slept well.

"Maybe it's because I've changed the place and I'm a little uncomfortable." Yan Zheng naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he gave a reason casually.

Yan Wanwan looked at the shadow of his current situation and thought to herself, it turns out that he is such a particular person. How could such a person be easy-going? I am afraid that he should be difficult to serve him!

Yan Zheng didn't know that a casual word made her silently add a touch to herself in his heart. At this moment, he just didn't want to stay with her on the tent, shaped like a closed couch, sat up, lifted the tent, and crawled out. With the clear morning breeze in the mountains blowing her face, blowing away the faint body fragrance that belonged to her at the end of his nose, Yan Zheng immediately felt much more stable.

"I'll go to wash first. If my wife still wants to sleep, she will sleep for a while." After that, he got up and left.

Yan Wanwan couldn't lie down when she heard the sound of water in the clean room. A kite turned over and got up in full spirit. It felt so good to have enough sleep!

When the two of them packed up, the servants from the villa served by Qingmeng Xiaozhu came to ask about breakfast. Qin Sihai's villa was well managed, and these servants were also thoughtful. After Yan Zheng's instructions, they brought the breakfast one by one and placed it on the table. The portion was full, four pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

Almost just after the arrangement was put, Lu Heng came with a pinch. After a while, Huang Ye also came.
Chapter completed!