After a long time, he spoke in a weak voice. He pulled the quilt and turned off the bedside lamp.

Blinking, that's what you mean by agreeing.

After a smile, Mo Xiran felt that sometimes Zhou Yanchen was awkward, it was quite interesting.

Just like last time, he said she was just casual, but he ended up picking her up at the station.

Holding the documents, Mo Xiran tiptoed into the bathroom.

After closing the door, she put down the toilet lid, found a mat and placed it on the ground, and sat on the ground.

When he was about to let go of his fists and feet, Mo Xi Ran was confused!

No dictionary included!

She can't understand French!

...

After turning over, Zhou Yanchen woke up in a daze.

I squinted my eyes and looked at the bathroom, and the lights were still on.

The wall clock on the wall shows that it is already past 3 a.m.

Still watching?

Frowning, he turned his back to the bathroom door and closed his eyes.

Standing at the bathroom door, he opened the door with a cold face.

Seeing the scene inside, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

The person who thought he was still reading the documents was sleeping soundly in his arms with the toilet lid.

The long hair fell down to cover half of her face, revealing only the crimson diamond-shaped cherry lips.

After muttering in his throat, Zhou Yanchen stepped in.

He bent over and picked her up.

Mo Xiran moved in his arms, as if he was about to wake up.

Zhou Yanchen immediately stopped and his arms were stiff.

Fortunately, she just smashed her mouth and then there was no movement.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he hugged her and walked towards the tatami.

Put the person on it and cover her with a quilt.

Standing next to the tatami and looking at her for a while, he turned around and went to the bathroom and took the documents back.

...

The next morning, Mo Xiran arched into the quilt and slowly opened his eyes.

After stretching, she suddenly was stunned.

Huh?

Why is she in bed?

She remembers that she had been reading documents in the bathroom?

Because she didn't bring a dictionary, she had to check it with her mobile phone, and then she was so sleepy that she thought about it and took a short while, but she lost her impression.

It must have fallen asleep.

Who brought her here?

Sleepwalking again?

Should I go to Zhou Yanchen’s bed when sleepwalking?

Thinking of a mess, Mo Xiran sat up and looked towards the big bed.

Zhou Yanchen has not woken up yet.

I took my phone and looked at it. It was already 7:30!

Usually, Zhou Yanchen should have already gotten up at this time.

Why are you still sleeping today?

He went to bed so early last night, and he didn't stay up late like her so he was lazy.

With a pout, Mo Xiran lifted the quilt and went down to the ground, and was stunned again.

Her documents were placed on the table.

No matter how stupid she is, she can understand something.

She couldn't help laughing and biting her lip, she walked over and opened the document.

The powerful font is very inconsistent with the owner's feminine appearance.

The concise translation makes people clear at a glance.

Holding the document in his arms, a corner of Mo Xiran's heart suddenly moved.

This person with a cold face and a warm heart is really awkward.

Smiling, she continued to flip back and became dumbfounded again.

There are four pages in total, and Zhou Yanchen only helped her translate the first three pages, and there is still one page that has not been translated.

This person!

Can’t you do it to the end if you are a good person?

...

While having breakfast, Mo Xiran took a sneak peek at Zhou Yanchen for a while, thinking about Zhou Yanxi's words yesterday in his little head.

Please him?

Be a spoiled person with him?

Will it work?

It’s not that she moves too much, but that she’s too frequent.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to attract attention.

Old Mrs. Zhou was the first to discover it, and then Zhou Yanxi also discovered it.

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

Zhou Yanchen narrowed his eyes and suddenly turned his head to glar at Mo Xiran.

That glance happened to meet the sight that Mo Xiran cast again.

Mo Xiran had a cold war and never dared to look at him again.

"The couple has a good relationship." Old Mrs. Zhou put down her chopsticks and said kindly, "That's what it should be."

Zhou Yanchen was still expressionless, and Mo Xiran quickly smiled at the old lady.

After dinner, we are going to the company together.

Mo Xiran came downstairs with a bag and carrying a document.

Zhou Yanchen had already gone out and was waiting for her in the car.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Yanxi called Mo Xiran, "Xixi, come here."

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Looking at the document Mo Xiran was holding, Zhou Yanxi asked: "How is it? Have Achen translated it for you?"

She bit her lower lip and nodded shyly, "Yeah."

Zhou Yanxi laughed and patted her, "I'm sorry, what's the matter? I'll just say please, husband, it's definitely effective."

"That, sister, I'm leaving. Achen, Achen is still waiting for me."

"Go. Be careful on the way."

"Okay, goodbye sister."

She quickly ran out of the door, and she opened the passenger door and sat in.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her and said unhappily: "What are you going to beat me up! I'm dying of death!"

Mo Xiran was thinking about how to act spoiled for a while, but he didn't have time to react to this sentence.

Seeing that she was stupid, Zhou Yanchen snorted and started the car.

Black Bentley Shanmu drove steadily towards the dynasty, and Mo Xiran turned his head quietly and peeked at him again.

His side face is beautiful, just like a person who came out of a comic, revealing unreality.

My heart suddenly jumped up wildly, as if it was about to snatch the chest.
To be continued...