coobybook Chapter 545 Don't think about anything, just sleep.
Chapter 545 Don't think about anything, just sleep.
Zhou Yi wanted to ask why her husband was holding her while she slept.
But when the words reached his lips, he simply couldn't utter them.
My thoughts were in complete disarray, my mind was in turmoil, more chaotic than ever before.
Hearing the trembling voice in his arms, Wenren Chen was confused and helpless, completely lacking his usual clarity.
He said, "Don't think about anything, just go to sleep."
"..."
Despite her disarray, his voice remained calm, and his mind remained composed.
They didn't realize there was anything wrong with their actions.
Hearing the normal voice and the unremarkable words, Zhou Yi frowned and couldn't speak.
Don't think about anything.
But... this doesn't seem right...
Zhou Yi's lips moved, wanting to speak, but for a moment she couldn't utter a sound.
Seemingly knowing what she was thinking, Wenren Chen said, "Otherwise, let's go to the hospital now."
Zhou Yi: "..."
Wenren Chen continued, "Either go to the hospital or go to sleep, the choice is yours."
Zhou Yi: "..."
Where can I go to the hospital? From any perspective, I shouldn't go to the hospital.
All I can do is rest.
But how can the gentleman rest while he's holding her like this?
She felt that nothing was right.
Unfortunately, her husband wouldn't let go of her, and it was very late; she couldn't keep him from sleeping any longer.
So, that's it?
Zhou Yi was extremely conflicted, more conflicted than she had ever been before.
Countless thoughts raced through my mind, but they were like a tangled ball of yarn, impossible to untangle.
At least, it won't be resolved tonight.
She could only remain motionless in his arms, like a rag doll, held by him, unable to move.
As night deepened, the sounds of insects and birds faded away, and the moon quietly emerged from the clouds, its serene light gently falling.
The world became quiet and hazy, and a peaceful atmosphere quietly permeated the air.
There was no more sound in the bedroom, which was covered by the thick darkness of night. Zhou Yi's chaotic thoughts were also pressed down by the silence, and his consciousness had to drift away.
Then, drowsiness crept in without me even realizing it.
Gradually, she drifted off to sleep...
Wenren Chen held the person in his arms, making no move, just holding her like last night.
As her tense body gradually relaxed, the grip on his bathrobe loosened, and her even, soft breathing reached her ears.
His eyes opened.
Outside the window, the earth was silent, and the lights were dim.
Everything slept peacefully in the deep darkness of the night.
He moved his arm slightly, pulling the body closer to him, and closed his eyes...
The night passed very quickly.
A new day is about to begin.
Early in the morning, as dawn broke, the servants in the old house began their silent work.
As dawn broke, Sheng Mingying and Wenren Teng got up, and Qi Ma came to the master bedroom early to help Sheng Mingying wash up.
At the same time, tell Sheng Mingying what happened last night.
After hearing this, Sheng Mingying couldn't help but laugh: "What a silly girl."
Aunt Qi handed her the towel and said with a smile, "It's fortunate that you had the foresight to give the order early on, otherwise the young mistress would have gotten it."
Sheng Mingying gave a light "humph," took the towel to wipe her hands, and said, "Xiao Liu has already brought the person to me. If I don't help him, who will?"
Aunt Qi smiled and said, "Yes."
Wenren Teng, who overheard their conversation from outside, muttered with dissatisfaction, "What does he need help with? Isn't he incredibly capable?"
Hearing Wenrenteng's words, Sheng Mingying rolled her eyes and said to Qi Ma, "That silly girl will definitely ask the servants for a quilt again today. You should give the order in advance that as long as the young mistress asks for a quilt, we should say that we don't have one, we don't have anything."
Qi's mother said, "Okay."
Thinking of something, he continued, "But what if the young mistress goes outside to buy it?"
Sheng Mingying smiled and said, "Then let's wait until that girl buys it back before we talk about it."
Seeing Sheng Mingying's sly smile, Qi Ma knew that she already had a plan in mind. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "I understand."
After washing up and getting ready, Sheng Mingying said, "Let's go see the little one."
"Ok."
Several people went to the nursery.
Meanwhile, at the Ink Garden.
"Dingling bell~~"
In the master bedroom, the alarm clock suddenly rang.
Zhou Yi was still asleep.
She was hugging the blanket, her body slightly curled up, her face buried in the blanket, sleeping soundly, her cheeks flushed.
But then the bell rang, and she woke up.
She moved, turned over, and opened her eyes groggily, only to find herself in a dimly lit bedroom.
Familiar, yet strange.
Upon seeing everything in the bedroom, Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, and then a scene flashed through her mind.
In an instant, her body froze, and she dared not move.
Because the images from last night flooded back to her as she regained consciousness.
In an instant, she seemed to have been struck by a pressure point, lying on the bed in a daze.
like a statue.
Outside on the balcony, Wenrenteng was on his phone, listening to a call.
When the alarm clock rang inside, his eyes flickered, and he turned around.
A moment later, he said, "We'll have a meeting at ten o'clock to arrange the Sydney project. They'll be going there today."
"Ok."
He put down his phone to end the call, opened the French windows, drew back the curtains, and went inside.
Zhou Yi lay in bed, the images from last night overwhelming her thoughts; she dared not move or make a sound.
Only her face turned red very quickly.
It became an instant hit.
When the sound came from the French windows, Zhou Yi woke up with a start and looked over.
The curtains were drawn back, and golden light rushed in instantly. The tall figure walked in from this cascading golden halo, into her eyes.
Zhou Yi was stunned.
The scene before me was not the one from last night, but a person bathed in golden light, like a god.
Because of the backlighting, she couldn't see his face clearly, only his tall and handsome figure, which was extremely attractive.
Just like the gods in ancient Greek mythology.
unattainable.
Wenren Chen's gaze fell on the bed, where he saw a girl with a frighteningly red face staring blankly at him.
He paused, staring at her.
A moment later, he came over and sat down in front of the bed.
His hand landed on her face.
Zhou Yi watched as the radiant figure approached, like a god walking towards her. She stared blankly, without any reaction.
But as he sat down, the bed sank, and his fingertips, cool with the morning light, landed on her burning face like ice in a fire. She shuddered instantly, her body trembled, and she came to her senses.
"Sir..."
Upon seeing the person sitting on the edge of the bed staring at her, Zhou Yi cried out in a panic.
Her long eyelashes trembled, her lips parted and closed, and then she quickly sat up and moved far away from him.
She dared not look at him.
Wenren Chen looked at the person who had instantly left him, his fingers falling into the air, his fingertips still warm from her face.
Scalding hot.
Then, it burned in his heart.
Move your fingertips, rub them together, and press down the heat.
He looked at the person who was leaning against the headboard, clutching the blanket, far away from him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Yi's mind was in turmoil. She didn't know when she fell asleep last night, nor what happened afterward. But when she was asleep, she didn't think about it anymore. But once she woke up, she couldn't stop thinking about it.
The images from last night were stuck to her eyes like chewing gum; she couldn't tear them away.
At this point, she could no longer bear to look at him.