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In the following days, Lu Chen helped Xia Jiaoyang cover the quilt countless times at night.

It's strange to say that as long as he sleeps with her in his arms, Xia Jiaoyang will definitely not kick the quilt. If he leaves for a while and comes back again, the quilt on Xia Jiaoyang's body will definitely be kicked off.

Lu Chen lay down next to Xia Jiaoyang, raised his hand to turn off the light, and gently moved Xia Jiaoyang into his arms.

The air conditioner was turned on a little low at night, I hope she didn't catch cold just now.

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Xia Jiaoyang slept beautifully all night, probably because of her emotions, Lu Chen also slept very deeply.

When the alarm clock rang in the morning, Lu Chen slapped it off casually, turned over, hugged Xia Jiaoyang again, and fell into a deep sleep.

In this way, he missed the time to cook porridge for Xia Jiaoyang.

It was almost ten o'clock when the two woke up. Xia Jiaoyang knelt on the bed and went mad, still wearing pajamas.

"Look? I knew it! It's been played on TV. Men don't cherish it when they get it, and you don't cherish me anymore!"

"Didn't I oversleep? Well, it's all my fault. I'll make porridge for you tomorrow, okay?" Lu Chen was still in his pajamas, coaxing him with a good temper.He doesn't know why he sleeps so deeply today

"Tomorrow is tomorrow, so what about today?" Xia Jiaoyang pouted, messing around.

In fact, she also knew that it was unreasonable for her to do so, but it was like this, once the daily habitual things stopped appearing, she would feel very uncomfortable.

"I was wrong, can I go down and cook porridge for you now?" Lu Chen apologized resignedly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"No more." Xia Jiaoyang glared at Lu Chen, it was almost noon, what porridge did she have?

Lu Chen smiled embarrassedly, and pulled Xia Jiaoyang into his arms, "It's almost noon, let's go out for lunch, and I'll accompany you to the supermarket in the afternoon, huh?"

She was not at home some time ago, and there is nothing in the refrigerator now, so cooking at home must be impossible.

Xia Jiaoyang's temper came and went quickly, and he lay softly on Lu Chen's body, "Aren't you going to work?"

"No, I'll stay with you at home." Lu Chen hugged Xia Jiaoyang and leaned back on the bed, pulled the thin quilt to cover Xia Jiaoyang, his deep black eyes overflowed with tenderness,

"Well," Xia Jiaoyang responded softly, lying on Lu Chen's chest, looking at the decorative flower arrangements on the head of the bed, he suddenly said with emotion, "It's better to go home."

"You can say that too?" Lu Chen sniffed the fragrance of Xia Jiaoyang's hair, and teased Xia Jiaoyang in surprise. She has really changed more and more recently, and now she even loves home?

"..." Xia Jiaoyang glanced at his mouth, then suddenly got up from Lu Chen again, "Shall I interview you?"

"Oh? What's the interview?" Lu Chen became interested and smiled with raised eyebrows.

Xia Jiaoyang coughed lightly, clenched his hands into small fists weirdly, put them to his lips as if they were microphones.

"May I ask Gao Gao, the president of the Lu family, Mr. Lu Chen, how do you feel on your first day as Ms. Xia Jiaoyang's boyfriend?"

After Xia Jiaoyang finished speaking, he handed the 'microphone' to Lu Chen's lips, and looked at Lu Chen with a smile.

It was no longer morning, her fair face was covered with a layer of warm light yellow in the warm sun, her slender eyelashes fluttered, and the corners of her light pink lips were slightly raised, revealing a shallow unilateral dimple, beautiful and startling. Dazzling.

Lu Chen's fingertips were still wrapped around Xia Jiaoyang's hair, and the thin and dense hair seemed to be wrapped around his heart, enveloping his heart layer by layer.