Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 60 About Pajamas
Yan Ruoxue shrank into Jun Wuyong's arms, the familiar smell and warmth made her extremely at ease.

Although it was already a matter of the previous life, the extremely real dream seemed to have really happened just now.

She didn't dare to imagine what would happen to her if Uncle Jiu went one step later.

She didn't dare to guess how much Uncle Jiu, who rescued her from the 'claw', would feel his heart ache in the face of her accusations and abuse?
If she hadn't been reborn and hadn't recognized the faces of those people, she would have been drugged and sent to that private room again just a few hours ago.

Yan Ruolan!Ann!

The matter of KTV in the previous life must have something to do with them.

Jun Wuyong patted the back of the person in his arms, and comforted softly in his mouth, "Don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, it's all fake, don't be afraid..."

He didn't know what Xue'er dreamed about, that petite body kept slipping into his arms.

Xue'er, who was crying and frightened, made his heart ache.

Xue'er's behavior of burrowing into his arms and seeking dependence made his heart shamefully sweet.

In the conflict between heartache and sweetness, he hoped that Xue'er didn't have a nightmare, because he couldn't bear her to cry.

Enjoying Uncle Jiu's comfort, Yan Ruoxue rubbed against Jun Wuyong's chest, and asked in a soft voice, "Uncle Jiu must always be with me, you can't let me go."

In this life, Uncle Jiu belongs to her, and to her alone. No one can take him away, not even the god of death.

In the darkness, Jun Wuyong's hand paused, continued to pat the back of the person in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I will always be with you, and I won't want you."

After being assured, the corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth raised slightly, and she murmured in a low voice, "We will grow old together forever... Uncle Nine and I..." The voice gradually dropped, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Like coaxing a baby, Jun Wuyong patted Yan Ruoxue's back lightly.

Huddled in Jun Wuyong's arms, Yan Ruoxue's breathing gradually stabilized, and the bedroom was quiet.

In the darkness, Jun Wuyong's eyes were dark and bright, like a dormant cheetah, patrolling his territory.

Time passed quietly, the darkness gradually receded, and the sky slowly brightened.

The sun shone into the room through the curtains, Jun Wuyong slightly lowered his head, looking at Yan Ruoxue in his arms, his eyes were dim.

I don't know how long it took, Jun Wuyong pulled out his arm very carefully, just as his body moved, Yan Ruoxue quickly squeezed in Jun Wuyong's direction.

Looking at Xue'er nestled beside him, the corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth slightly raised.

Picking up the watch at the side, helplessness flashed across Jun Wuyong's eyes.

About 10 minutes later, Jun Wuyong tried again to get up without waking Xueer.

However, the villain on the bed seemed to have recognized him, no matter how he moved, she would be able to rub into his arms immediately.

There was no other way, Jun Wuyong could only put his pillow beside Yan Ruoxue, trying to replace himself with the pillow.

When Jun Wuyong finally moved Yan Ruoxue's hand on his waist to the pillow, Yan Ruoxue wrinkled her nose in her sleep and rubbed against Jun Wuyong's side again.

Seeing Yan Ruoxue's mouth pursed in dissatisfaction, Jun Wuyong sighed slightly, and carefully began to take off his pajamas.

Time passed, when Jun Wuyong left the soft bed and sat in the wheelchair, a thin layer of sweat was already on his body.

On the bed, Yan Ruoxue was sleeping soundly with the pillow in Jun Wuyong's pajamas.

Looking at the girl's pink cheeks, Jun Wuyong's eyes are full of tender doting.

Thinking of the experience just now, a smile flashed across Jun Wuyong's eyes, and his eyes fell on the pajamas. The tips of Jun Wuyong's ears were slightly red, and he murmured, "The little guy has a good nose..."

"Buzz..."

Jun Wuyong hastily turned his phone to silent, took a deep look at Yan Ruoxue on the bed, and quietly left the bedroom.

There was silence in the bedroom, Yan Ruoxue was sleeping soundly hugging the pillow.

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Jun Group, Jun Wuyong had just entered the hall, the little secretary greeted him in a hurry, complaining in a low voice, "Boss, why did you come here! Everyone has arrived in the conference room, so you are the only one missing."

"Are the documents ready?"

"Okay, take a look." With that said, the little secretary handed the folder in front of Jun Wuyong.

Jun Wuyong looked at the documents in his hands blankly, he knew that those people could no longer sit still, today's meeting was just the beginning, what those people wanted was the people and power in his hands.

When he arrived at the door of the meeting room, Jun Wuyong closed the document, the coldness on his face receded, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes were gentle, and he looked elegant and gentlemanly.

If it is said that Jun Wuyong's place is a world of ice and snow, and the center of the storm, Yan Ruoxue's place is simply warm and peaceful.

The surroundings were quiet, and the warm sunlight shone on her cheeks through the curtains. Yan Ruoxue rubbed her cheeks in dissatisfaction. After a while, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Yan Ruoxue slowly opened her eyes.

grey?Yan Ruoxue blinked and saw a familiar pajamas.

Gradually returning to consciousness, Yan Ruoxue saw that she was holding a pillow in her arms, and the important thing was that the pillow was wrapped in Uncle Jiu's pajamas.

What a situation!
Take a deep breath.

His chest was filled with the smell of Uncle Nine.

Her brain started to work, Yan Ruoxue remembered that she had a dream last night, and then... Uncle Jiu put her to sleep like a baby, and when she got up in the morning, she hugged Uncle Jiu's pajamas...

"what……"

With a wail, Yan Ruoxue buried her face in her pajamas in shame, it was too embarrassing.

The breath was full of Uncle Jiu's smell, the corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth raised slightly involuntarily, and there was a burst of sweetness in her heart.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Ruoxue's heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and she got up slowly, with messy clothes and reddish cheeks, Yan Ruoxue hesitated for a moment, and quietly left the bedroom.

The surroundings were quiet, Yan Ruoxue felt a little unhappy.

There was no one in the living room, no one in the kitchen, Yan Ruoxue seemed to be a little more unhappy.

Just turning around, a note pasted on the refrigerator came into view.

'Little guy, the food is in the refrigerator, remember to heat it in the microwave. '

The corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth raised slightly, and the unhappiness in her heart disappeared without a trace.

"You have a bit of conscience." Looking at the large characters on the note, Yan Ruoxue turned her head slightly, and murmured, "But... what is the little guy?"

Can't help imagining Uncle Jiu's appearance when he was writing in his mind, the corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth raised slightly.

Opening the refrigerator, Yan Ruoxue saw that there were ready-made preserved egg and lean meat porridge, small buns, and two plates of stir-fried vegetables in the refrigerator.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth gradually became larger.

"not bad."

(End of this chapter)