0p0 Chapter 522 What did she do?
Chapter 522 What did she do?
Wenren Chen remained silent, gazing intently at the face in his arms.
She slept well last night, which made her already fair skin even more delicate and translucent, as if you could squeeze water out of it.
Because she was just waking up, her face and eyes were still hazy, like a lost, tender white kitten walking in a vibrant forest, making you look at her involuntarily.
I kept watching her.
Zhou Yi looked at the curtains. She didn't know how much time had passed—maybe a while, maybe a long time—before she opened her lips and yawned.
After yawning, she squinted, looking at everything clearly in the bedroom, and gradually regained consciousness.
Then, she froze.
This is... the gentleman's bedroom...
As soon as that sentence came to mind, the scenes from last night flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.
Zhou Yi dared not move.
Because at that moment, she could clearly feel the chest leaning against her back and the arms wrapped around her waist.
At the tip of her nose, she smelled a familiar scent: the fragrance of sandalwood.
The scent that belongs only to the gentleman.
It enveloped her from all directions.
Zhou Yi felt a sudden boom in his mind, as if something had collapsed.
She didn't know when she fell asleep last night, but before she fell asleep, she and her husband were separated by a distance.
They weren't this close before, so close that... she was in her husband's arms...
Zhou Yi's face turned pale, and she tensed up.
Did she move around a lot in her sleep last night? Did she end up sleeping in her husband's arms?
Otherwise, how could things have turned out this way?
And now, is the gentleman awake?
Zhou Yi's heart was pounding; she was filled with tension, anxiety, and unease.
She was supposed to sleep in her own room, but her husband was kind and let her sleep in his bed. However, she was so restless in her sleep that she ended up sleeping in his arms.
This is very bad.
She didn't know if the man was awake yet, so she had to step back and leave him.
I must not offend you, sir.
Zhou Yi swallowed hard, trying to calm herself down and not panic.
She looked at the light coming through the curtains; it was dawn. She should get up, wash up, and go see Yu Yu.
The gentleman, however, did not seem to be awake yet.
Because the person holding her didn't move at all.
Judging from the light, it should still be early; the gentleman shouldn't be awake so early.
Mr. hadn't slept well, especially in the week before.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yixin relaxed a little, then carefully placed her hand on the bed, held her breath, and slowly propped herself up to sit up, moving away from the person behind her.
She got out of bed quietly, so as not to disturb her husband and let him get some sleep.
just.
She had just sat up a little when the arm that was on the bed moved and precisely encircled her waist. With a gentle pull, Zhou Yi fell into that firm chest.
She even bumped her head into his strong arm, making her dizzy.
However, even though she was dizzy, Zhou Yi knew what the situation was.
Sir... are you awake?
She froze in his arms, like a piece of wood, completely still.
As the dizziness subsided, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the person holding her.
She had been facing away from him before, but now, because of Wenren Chen's embrace, she was turned around to face him.
At this moment, she held his bathrobe tightly with both small hands, her big eyes looking at the person with closed eyes.
Sir... is he... not awake?
Yes, Wenren Chen's eyes were closed, and his face was expressionless. He seemed to be asleep, unaware that someone was in his arms.
His actions just now seemed to be casual and unintentional.
Zhou Yi stopped breathing.
She looked at his sharp jawline; even lying down, she could clearly see the exquisite lines of his contours, which were absolutely perfect.
She stared at him without blinking.
It seemed to be confirming that he was truly asleep.
Everything in the bedroom became quiet, time passed silently, and Zhou Yi, who had been holding her breath for so long, finally relaxed and breathed again.
But her eyes remained fixed on him.
Wenren Chen remained motionless, not even moving his eyelashes; he appeared to be asleep.
He showed no sign of waking up.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi's heart finally settled down.
However, it was lifted up again as soon as it was placed down.
Because she saw the chest she was leaning against, and especially the bathrobe she was clutching.
She didn't know when, but the bathrobe was torn open, and the texture of her skin, which was not covered by the fabric, was exposed to her without reservation.
Looking at that fortified chest, Zhou Yi's cheeks flushed red in an instant.
She immediately looked away, and quickly let go of the bathrobe she was holding, her hands frozen in mid-air in a panic, not knowing what to do.
Did she do it?
Did she tear open the man's bathrobe?
Bathrobes are perfectly normal; the belt ties them in neatly, and they don't give off any suggestive vibes.
But now that the gentleman's bathrobe is like this, it's obvious that he just tore it open.
she……
What did she do...?
"woke up?"
A deep, magnetic voice entered my ears.
Zhou Yi froze, then quickly looked up and met those deep, boundless eyes.
Those eyes held none of the dazedness of someone just waking up; instead, they displayed the usual clarity and wisdom.
Looking into those eyes, Zhou Yi's heart clenched instinctively, as if it were about to be sucked in.
But she quickly regained her composure and said, "Sir, I...I..."
As she spoke, she glanced at his exposed chest, and her face turned pale at just one look.
"I...I think I tore your bathrobe open..."
"Sir, I...I...I'm sorry..."
Zhou Yi was flustered. As she spoke, her small hands moved to retrieve the loosed collar of the bathrobe and covered him up.
Because she was very scared and confused, her little hands trembled and trembled throughout the whole process.
"I'm sorry, I... I'll get it done for you..."
When she was little, she slept with her grandmother, who never said anything about her moving around in her sleep. Later, as she grew up, she started sleeping alone.
She always thought that she wouldn't move around if she was asleep.
But to my surprise, that wasn't the case.
She moves around a lot in her sleep, sometimes running into her husband's arms, and sometimes tearing open his clothes.
She could no longer sleep in the same bed with her husband; she slept on the sofa in her room.
Otherwise, who knows what might happen.
Wenren Chen remained silent, watching the frightened person whose cheeks turned from red to white.
She was like a child who had made a big mistake, panicked, confused, and scared, and trying her best to make amends.
She was so simple and innocent.
Wenren Chen raised his hand and grasped the trembling little hand.
Zhou Yi was stunned.
Her fingers were instantly enveloped by a warm, large hand, as if a warm current flowed into her heart, soothing her panic.
She stared at him blankly, her eyes wide open, her mind a complete blank.
Sir, aren't you angry with her?
Those deep, bottomless eyes revealed no emotion or thought whatsoever.
You never know what he's thinking.
It is joy, it is anger.
At this moment, Zhou Yi didn't know whether the person in front of her was angry or not.
She was too confused to think straight.