Dai Guanyan shook the clothes in his hands, put the yellowed white T-shirt that had been washed thin on his body, and walked towards the bed with his long legs.

Turn a blind eye to that new set of silk pajamas.

Li Xiaomei held her pajamas in her hands and turned to look at him, insisting: "Your clothes are about to be worn out. If they are what you cherish, you should change them. Is it possible that you still want to patch them up and continue wearing them?"

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Dai Guanyan lifted the corner of the quilt, paused after hearing the words, and then glanced at her clothes.

He just didn't change his mind and said quietly: "What, now you even have to care about what I wear?"

Li Xiaomei didn't know the origin of that T-shirt. Except for the first night of the wedding, he didn't wear it, and he wore it every day after that. She couldn't find the brand, so she asked the costumer privately, and she was told that it was custom-made.

Come to think of it, it has some special meaning.

Li Xiaomei never quarreled with him, she just silently put her pajamas back where they were, took her own pajamas and went to take a shower.

After a while, when she came out after taking a shower, Dai Guanyan had already turned off the lights and gone to sleep.

She lay on his side, looked at him under the bedside lamp on her side, kissed the side of his face, lay down, and put her arms naturally on his body, hugging him like a pillow.

Li Xiaomei slept lightly. Normally, he was not used to having talented people around him, but for some reason, sleeping next to him felt very peaceful.

Dai Guanyan was just pretending to sleep. He felt there was no movement around him. He slowly opened his eyelids and glanced down at the white, lotus-like arms resting on his body.

The man turned his body sideways and put down her arm. Li Xiaomei leaned towards him and asked vaguely: "What's wrong?"

The arms were put up again.

Dai Guanyan stared at the ceiling speechlessly: "Do you know that your hands are very heavy?"

After that, he felt that the arm stiffened, relaxed, and curled up on his chest.

The man frowned, changed his sleeping position again, and said, "Don't you want to do it tonight?"

This woman has a habit, 246.

Li Xiaomei did not dare to have any expectations, thinking that he was only interested in her to fulfill their marital obligations.

She smiled silently in the darkness, then raised her body and looked at him: "What do you want?"

Although he had a clear understanding, he still couldn't help but have expectations. He wanted to do that on his own initiative, rather than being forced by her to complete the task.

Dai Guanyan changed his sleeping position for the third time, with his back to her: "I'm tired, I can't get up."

Li Xiaomei was stimulated by his attitude and became completely sober.

She took out the red silk scarf from under the pillow, tied it around his eyes, and blew into his ear: "I almost forgot."

She can tolerate him attracting bees and butterflies outside, but she can never tolerate him actually collecting honey.

The next day, Li Xiaomei still got up first. But this time she didn't let him sleep in. She said, "Didn't I agree to go to the company to work? Get up."

She put breakfast on the bedside table and felt that she needed to coax her first.

Dai Guanyan played songs every night and was used to catching up on sleep during the day. He frowned, without lifting his eyelids, and picked up the quilt to cover his head. Li Xiaomei always thought that he had wake-up irritability, but it was not serious, like a child.

She smiled, knelt on one knee on the side of the bed, leaned over and pulled off the quilt: "It's time to wake up, you will be late if you stay late."

Dai Guanyan put the quilt back on him, and Li Xiaomei heard his vague voice from under the quilt. "Your Highness, even a cow has to rest."


Chapter completed!