Zhou Yanchen sat up suddenly, scratched his hair irritably, and looked at the sofa coldly with his phoenix eyes.

He lifted the quilt and went downstairs, and he walked over and stood beside her.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the top of her hair, reached out and took it back.

Turning back to the bed, he lay down and pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

A few minutes later—

Get up again.

He bent down, held her legs with one hand and wrapped her back with the other, and easily picked up the person horizontally.

Mo Xiran fell into the warm soft cotton in his dream, subconsciously following the warmth and sticking to it.

Zhou Yanchen lowered his eyes, looked at her delicate white face, and pursed his lips.

Putting the person in the quilt, he walked to the other side of the bed.

...

There was someone in the bathroom.

Mo Xiran was hugging the quilt, looking embarrassed as if he was caught in the bed.

She was sleepwalking?!

Surely so!

Otherwise, why would it be so terrifying!

I was still sleeping on the sofa last night, but woke up in bed this morning?

She didn't know that she had a sleepwalking problem, and this situation had never happened in the Zhou family. Has she done anything to him?

"Axi!" She lowered her curse in annoyance, and she poked her head hard.

How can you make such a mistake?

"woke up."

The sudden sound of male voice shocked Mo Xiran to a cold war.

Looking slowly, she smiled: "That, CEO, good morning."

Zhou Yanchen leaned against the bathroom door frame, wiped his hair, and looked at her with a smile.

Mo Xiran followed his gaze and looked down at himself, "Swoosh!" He rushed from the bed to the ground and stood there.

With her head down, she twisted her fingers and twisted her body, "President, I don't know my dream..."

"Hurry up and change clothes, we have to go back to Ancheng early."

"ah?"

"What are you doing while standing there!"

"Oh! I understand!"

As she got into the bathroom, she patted her chest and suppressed her shock.

What's going on?

It seems that the president is not going to pursue the matter?

The sun comes out from the west?

While brushing her teeth, she tied her hair into a ponytail. After rinsing her mouth, she scooped up warm water and threw herself into her face. She took the towel on one side and wiped her face dry.

After changing clothes and coming out of the bathroom, Zhou Yanchen turned his back to her and stood by the window smoking.

Hearing the movement behind him, Zhou Yanchen turned around.

The cigarette was held in his mouth, and he narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly. Under the smoke, his beautiful face was not very real.

"Okay." He twisted the cigarette in his hand and asked.

Mo Xiran nodded, opened the wardrobe and put the clothes in the bag.

Zhou Yanchen completely extinguished the cigarette, walked over, bent over and picked up his bag, "Let's go."

"Oh, OK."

Following him out, he was meeting Shirai Castle who was also walking out.

Mo Xiran immediately smiled and said hello: "Brother Bai, good morning."

Shirai Castle nodded lightly, walked past the two of them with expressionless expression, and went downstairs.

What's wrong with this?

After biting his lower lip, Mo Xiran felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her side and walked downstairs.

On the way back, Shirai Castle did not take their car, but got on Shan Yan's car.

Mo Xiran retracted his sight to Shan Yan's car, opened the black Bentley's co-pilot door and sat in.

Fasten your seat belt and start the car.

Zhou Yanchen just drove without saying a word. Mo Xiran was bored and asked him softly: "President, can I listen to the radio?"

"Whatever." He spitted out two words with thin lips, and he looked ahead with a faint expression.

Mo Xiran then turned on the radio and adjusted to the channel she often listened to. She couldn't help but say, "This channel often tells jokes, but it's so fun."

As expected, the people around her did not respond to her.

She was also used to it and listened carefully to the interaction between the host and the audience.

About half an hour later, her favorite show finally began.

Sitting up straight, Mo Xiran looked as if he was expecting a child.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her, but his ears couldn't help but stand up.

Is it really that fun?

Looking forward to this?

"Hello everyone, everyone, I am Xiao Fang. What I want to share with you today is the embarrassing story of a friend of mine. My friend's name is..."

"Hahahahaha..."

The female voice, as crisp as a copper bell, was accompanied by the exaggerated man's voice on the radio, and when you heard it, you could tell the unreliable inferior jokes.

I really don’t understand what this woman’s head is made of. How could she like to listen to this kind of garbage and be so happy to hear it.

He was not interested in high-quality art. Last time he kindly took her to listen to opera, he fell asleep.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yanchen frowned and reached out to turn off the radio.

"Hey?" Mo Xiran was happy when she heard it, and her voice disappeared.

Turning her head, she looked at him in surprise, "President?"

Zhou Yanchen's face remained unchanged and sneered coldly: "It's very noisy!"

She was so angry!

Rolling his eyes in his heart, Mo Xiran smiled, "Is that so, hehe, it's a bit noisy."

She took out her cell phone and headphones from her shoulder bag, stuffed the headphones into her ears, listened to music by herself, turned to look out of the car window.

The world is so wonderful, but she is so irritable. It's not good, it's not good.

Only by comforting herself in this way can she force herself to live in the same space with this bad guy.

...

After half a month of quiet return to Ancheng, they are about to set off to Xuancheng.

Mo Xiran has never been to Xuancheng and is particularly looking forward to this itinerary.

The night before departure, Mrs. Zhou specially called Mo Xiran to the room and solemnly gave her a red box.

"Mom, what is this?"

Old Mrs. Zhou laughed, "Open and take a look."

Mo Xiran nodded and opened the box.

"Oh my God! So beautiful!"

There is a solid-colored white jade bracelet in the box.

Although Mo Xiran doesn’t know much about jade, he also knows that it is definitely the best based on his tentacles’ warm feeling.

"Put it on and take a look." Old Mrs. Zhou said, holding Mo Xiran's wrist and putting it on her.

Mo Xidan's skin is white, and it looks very beautiful with white jade.

Old Mrs. Zhou touched the bracelet lovingly, "It's just right. This is something passed down by the Zhou family to her daughter-in-law. Now it's just for you."
To be continued...