Jiang Yunmiao, who was sleepy, woke up immediately when he heard this. He looked at Mrs. Ning with a worried face. He remembered that there was an empty room upstairs. Seeing that Chen Cichuan was really sleepy, he spoke up and asked him to stay directly. After saying that, regardless of Chen Cichuan's reaction, he stepped upstairs to clean up the room where Gu Yao lived before.

Perhaps she guessed what she wanted to do, Old Mrs. Ning hurriedly shouted and stopped her, "Yaoyao ran over at that time and said she couldn't sleep at home, but now she was sleeping in the room."

Jiang Yunmiao paused, then turned around in confusion, "Hasn't she gone home?"

Old Mrs. Ning looked helpless, "She said she hadn't seen me for a long time, so she came to chat with me, and fell asleep when she was sleepy."

Jiang Yunmiao: "."Excuses.

Gu Yao did go home. As soon as she squinted and fell asleep, she was woken up by Gu Tingting's movements. The two inevitably had a fight. Gu Yao, who was sleepy and angry, ran directly here, first acted coquettishly at Old Lady Ning, and then went upstairs to sleep in a cat.

The only room was occupied. Jiang Yunmiao turned his gaze to his room, and then looked at Mrs. Ning with embarrassment, but he didn't know that a meaningful smile appeared on the other party's face, as if he was saying that you agreed to it just now, and I can't help you now.

Jiang Yunmiao felt a little embarrassed when he looked at this smile, saying that it was not the first time he slept together, but he was easily shy when he was seen by his elders.

Chen Cichuan, who had been sitting on the sofa and reacting slowly, remained a little awake at this time. Although he felt a little disappointed, he still stood up and said goodbye to Mrs. Ning. His feet were a little sleepy, and his knees hit the coffee table.

Seeing this, Old Mrs. Ning quickly stepped forward to support his arm and looked at Jiang Yunmiao helplessly. The person standing at the entrance of the stairs blushed like a ripe apple. Under the urging of Old Mrs. Ning, she lowered her head and stepped forward to support Chen Cichuan, and then half-pulled the person to the door of her bedroom without saying a word.

There are always some cute little things in the girl's room. Chen Cichuan looked around and saw the plush ornaments he had given her before in several conspicuous places. They all looked like cats, which made him feel soft.

Under the other party's gaze, Jiang Yunmiao almost ran into the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror and was as red as cooked shrimps. She put her pajamas on the hanger beside the bathtub, raised her hand and lit it on the electronic thermostat. Waiting for the water heater to fill the water, she stood up to the washbasin to remove her makeup, looked at her face that had taken off her makeup in the mirror, and her moist black eyes were so charming.

If someone asks him now if he has any plants he likes, he will answer roses without hesitation.

Walking into Jiang Yunmiao's room, Chen Cichuan first looked up and looked around. The decoration style is very simple, the colors of the walls and floors are the warm colors that Jiang Yunmiao likes very much. The bedroom is arranged neatly and full of the fragrance of roses. The items used on the bed in the center are light pink and white clouds printed on it. This is a color that surprised Chen Cichuan.

Looking at the two of them's matching backs, Mrs. Ning hurriedly asked the nanny to pick up two sets of spare clothes that her grandson had put here before, and stuffed them into Chen Cichuan's arms with lightning speed. She said with a smile: "It will be more comfortable to take a hot bath before going to bed."

This made him recall that he had never seen Jiang Yunmiao wear pink clothes. In this room full of warm colors, pink was a little out of place, but it was very consistent with Jiang Yunmiao's personality.

Jiang Yunmiao: "...."

The person beside him was a little shy, and he was a little embarrassed by his movements. He avoided his movements and ran to the cloakroom to find his pajamas. When he walked into the bathroom, he looked at Chen Cichuan with a soft voice, "You sit down first, I'll go to adjust the water temperature."

There are many bottles and jars on the wooden colored tabletop. Chen Cichuan recognized the name on it, and then he saw a pink diamond-shaped glass bottle in a pile of bottles of similar shapes. This is the summer rose launched by Jiang Yunmiao's company last summer.

Turning her head and looking at the closed door, she took off her skirt and stood under the bathroom heater to wash away her fatigue.

Chen Cichuan, who was sitting outside holding his clothes, had not yet come back to his senses from the sudden situation. He suddenly heard the sound of water and subconsciously glanced in the direction where the sound came. The room was so quiet that he could only hear the sound of water. The fragrance of roses spread everywhere. He glanced at everything in the room and finally stopped his eyes on the dressing table in front of him.

Chen Cichuan behind her was holding the clothes stuffed by Old Mrs. Ning, and his eyes fell on Jiang Yunmiao's rosy face. The hand holding his hands warmed, as if shy, even the tips of his nails turned pink.

The elders always like to match younger generations. Old Mrs. Ning felt that it was not enough to disclose their relationship outside, and she wanted them to get married on the spot. Jiang Yunmiao herself was not so conservative. She liked Chen Cichuan and had some expectations for what would happen naturally next, but she realized that she jumped into the pit she dug, a little shy.

It seems that during the Chinese New Year, the background for videos for her is here.

Looking back at the memories in his mind, he remembered the first time he met Jiang Yunmiao. Chen Cichuan thought he was not a person who liked green plants and was not very interested in the bonsai carefully cared for by his elders in his family. Since he met Jiang Yunmiao, his preferences and cognition have also changed a little.

Chen Cichuan subconsciously looked up. The person who was still steaming all over his body was covered with a bath towel. His face was tender and pink. He was wearing a familiar black nightgown. His shiny eyes were a little erratic when he looked at him, but he glared back with confidence.

The gradually active thoughts made the sleepiness that emerged from him dissipated a little, but in such a quiet and rose-filled place, he felt a lot of security in his heart. He struggled back and forth between sleepy and not sleepy, and the bathroom door not far away sounded a click.

He walked over in pairs of white slippers and said shyly: "Go and take a shower quickly, I'm going to blow my hair."

Chen Cichuan looked at the person in front of him with a deep look, stood up silently and was pushed into the bathroom by her. The white mist was filled with the smell of good shower gel. He lowered his head and smiled helplessly as he heard the sound of the door behind him closing.

Chen Cichuan did not act very flustered when he first arrived in a strange place. Instead, he was very interested in Jiang Yunmiao's room. He had always wondered what the bedroom she would normally sleep in. Chen Cichuan himself was not very picky about decoration, and he could accept it as long as it was not too fancy. Therefore, whether it was the company's lounge or the bedroom of Shen's house, it was decorated very simply.

He was not as warm as Jiang Yunmiao's territory and felt comfortable when he looked at it, and he also liked it.
Chapter completed!