I almost touched the moon

After taking a shower, Cheng Che walked into the bedroom and saw Wen Song lying on his bed, sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms.

He couldn't help but smile, and walked to the other side of the bed and lay down. Looking at her sleeping appearance, he couldn't help but lower his head and place a kiss on her peaceful face.

Seeing how adorable she looked when she was sleeping, he poked her nose and said in a doting tone, "Like a little pig."

"Ache." She smelled the scent of shower gel on his body, reached out to hug him, and naturally snuggled into his arms.

"Did I wake you up?" Cheng Che asked softly.

"No." She still hugged him, "You smell so nice, so fragrant."

She kept her eyes closed while speaking, and her voice was so soft, like a whisper.

Cheng Che also reached out his hand, hugged her gently, tucked her in, and kissed her on the forehead, "Go to sleep, I'll stay with you."

Wen Song didn’t know how long he had slept, but he felt thirsty and woke up from his sleep. The light in the room was dim, as if it was late at night.

"Ache..." she called softly, "Pour me a glass of water."

"Got it, Miss." Seeing that she was sleepy but still wanted to order him around, Cheng Che smiled and went to the kitchen to pour her a glass of warm water.

She took a sip and saw Cheng Che wearing home clothes with his hair hanging down on his head, looking cute and lazy. She couldn't help but hug him and smell the fragrance on him.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Che ran his fingers through her long hair, gently stroked her head, and kissed her forehead.

"What kind of shower gel do you use? It smells so good."

"It's Aesop's geranium. Is it so fragrant?" Cheng Che said, stretching out his arm to smell it. "It doesn't have any fragrance."

"It smells good." Wen Song sniffed his chest again, "It's not just the smell of shower gel, it's your own unique scent. It smells like geranium, and a little bit like the sun."

After saying that, she raised her head and kissed his chin.

"Song Song..." Cheng Che stroked her cheek, his slender fingers moving all the way down, hugging her waist, and panting softly in her ear, "You really are like a fox."

She is the captivating nine-tailed fox, and any of her movements can make him lose his mind and fall in love with her.

After finishing, Cheng Che kissed Wen Song's eyes and asked softly, "Why did you suddenly come to my house?"

"Ah, stop talking." Wen Song held his forehead with his hand, "It's too scary, it's really too scary."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Che asked curiously.

Wen Song then told him what happened last night and this morning, with some fear in his tone, "I have never seen so many people in my life. A group of people I don't even know. What are you talking about? Songsong, what's wrong? I came to pick you up from school when you were a kid."

"You're crazy! If my memory is that good, then I must be sick. I have hyperthymesia."

Cheng Che rarely saw her complaining so sincerely, so he couldn't help but laugh. He said along with her, "Why don't you stay in a hotel? You're making it so hard for your sister to go home."

But I was secretly happy and even hoped that Lawyer Wen's relatives could stay for a few more days.

"Speaking of this, I am even more speechless!" Wen Song rolled his eyes. "What did my grandma say? She has so many rooms at home and it's a waste of money to stay in a hotel. I don't understand. It's not her money, so why should she feel bad? You don't know how those aunties are. They have no manners and no sense of propriety. I don't even know them, but they actually came into my room so early in the morning! I will really call the police. And that little kid actually wanted my CookieAnn doll. He's sick. That's why I said I hate children."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Cheng Che hugged her and coaxed her, "Which CookieAnn doll is it? I'll buy you another one."

"It's okay, I got it back."

Cheng Che had never seen her act so childish before, so he smiled and coaxed her, "Then don't be angry, Miss Wen. You can stay at my house for the next few days. Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Wen Song nodded and lay on his chest like a lazy cat.

"I made seafood risotto with white sauce, would you like some?"

"I do." Wen Song stretched, put on a T-shirt, leaned against the head of the bed and said lazily, "But I don't want to move. Can you help me get it in?"

After saying that, she shook his hand and gave a coquettish smile.

"No." Cheng Che poked her head, "You can't eat in the room."

"But I don't want to move." Wen Song stayed in bed again, "I'm so tired. I'm not like you, a young man who has so much energy every day."

"You are only a year older than me. Don't act like you are a dozen years older than me." Cheng Che said unconvinced, "In my heart, you are just a little girl."

"Really?" Wen Song laughed out loud. The word "little girl" seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"Nothing big or small."

"Be good, let's go to the restaurant to eat." Cheng Che picked her up and said, "I'll carry you there, okay?"

Wen Song hung on him like a koala, allowing him to carry him into the restaurant and put him next to the dining table.

Cheng Che served her the meal and poured her a cup of hot tea. Wen Song saw the cup of tea and frowned, "What? I want to drink iced Americano. Ice water is also fine."

"No." Cheng Che shook his head. "Suanzaorensis kernel and Gorgon fruit tea is good for sleep."

Wen Song frowned, but still took a sip. It didn't have the strange taste she had imagined. Instead, it had the fragrance of water chestnuts and the sweetness of nuts.

"I sleep well..." She muttered, "Didn't you notice that I can sleep for more than ten hours a day?"

"Not sleeping at night, not waking up during the day, and even kicking people and talking in sleep are all symptoms of shallow sleep," Cheng Che said seriously.

"I don't talk in my sleep!" Wen Song retorted, "Then don't sleep with me."

"I won't!" Cheng Che sat next to her and said to her, "Sister said she loved me in her sleep."

"It's so annoying!" Wen Song pushed him away a little and said angrily, "Cheng Che, can you go back to your own seat? You are too clingy. Even petties are not as clingy as you."

"Don't you like it?" Cheng Che made that pitiful and coquettish expression like a puppy again, "Sister, don't you like it?"

"I like you." Wen Song laughed helplessly and coaxed him, "I like you very much."

After dinner, Cheng Che suggested, "Let's go shopping and buy you pajamas, shower gel, and skin care products."

"Let's go buy some cigarettes first, okay?" Wen Song shook the empty cigarette box in his hand, "I've finished smoking."

"Don't smoke after you've finished smoking." Cheng Che frowned slightly, "Song Song, smoking really can cause lung cancer, can you be nicer to your body?"

"The probability of smoking causing lung cancer is not as high as the probability of qi stagnation causing breast cancer." Wen Song said seriously, "So if I don't smoke, I won't get lung cancer, but I will get breast cancer."

"Iseylia!" Cheng Che showed a hint of displeasure and said in a low voice, "You are not in a bad mood now, why are you smoking?"

"Okay." Wen Song threw the empty cigarette box into the trash can, collapsed on the sofa and said, "But I don't want to go out. I'll just stay here for one night and go back to Munich tomorrow. There's no need to go through so much trouble."

"Aren't you going back the day after tomorrow?" Cheng Che hugged her coquettishly, holding her hand and said, "Can you stay with me for one more day? Just one day."

"A Che..." Wen Song frowned, thought for a while, and finally agreed to him, "Okay, I really can't do anything about you."

"Then how about we go shopping together?" Cheng Che asked again, "I don't know what brand you want to buy."

Wen Song said lazily while typing on his phone: "I'll send it to you."

After saying that, he pressed the send button.

Cheng Che looked at the long string of WeChat messages she sent to him, smiled helplessly, and read out word by word, "silky miracle long-sleeved pajama set, silver gray/white/light blue/pink, S; Philips sonicare6100 electric toothbrush, white/pink; La Prairie white caviar lotion, eye cream, cream, pearl infusion, just buy the set if there is a set; aren't creme and eye cream different? And, what is this, Lamer facial cleanser and lip balm. Oribe repair series shampoo, conditioner, hair mask, hair care essential oil. Oh and..."

"Yeah." Wen Song nodded, and then said, "Of course cream and eye cream are different. Cream is a face cream, and eye cream is an eye cream."

"What a difficult young lady to please~" Cheng Che thought he was already sophisticated and particular enough, but compared to Wen Song, he was really dwarfed by the giant.

"What?" Wen Song glanced at him, "Did you know this on your first day? Don't you like it?"

She took out another card from her bag and handed it to him, "The password is my birthday."

Cheng Che didn't answer, nor did he say anything. He just held her in his arms and kissed her hard.

"Let's go shopping." He spoke in a commanding tone. He rarely spoke like that.

"No, I'm so tired, I think..."

However, before she could finish her words, Cheng Che picked her up, carried her into the bedroom, and quickly took off the large men's T-shirt she was wearing.

"Cheng Che!" Wen Song frowned and stretched out his hand to push him away, "What are you doing? Didn't you just do it? Aren't you tired?!"

"What are you thinking about?" Cheng Che smiled, took her clothes, and helped her put them on clumsily, "I'm just helping you change clothes. Of course, if you want, I'm not tired."

"I'm tired!" Wen Song glared at him and thought to himself that he must remind Zhang Yue when he got back that when looking for a boyfriend, don't look for an athlete or someone younger than him, as his body really can't take it.

Cheng Che helped her put on her shirt, and when he was about to help her put on her pants, Wen Song snatched the pants from him and said, "I can do it myself, okay?"

Although they had been dating for a while and were close enough, helping each other change clothes was too awkward. Wen Song felt like a baby who couldn't take care of himself.

"Then change your clothes and go shopping with me." Cheng Che said with a sly smile, "Otherwise I will have to carry my sister out."

Wen Song glared at him again, and didn't argue with him anymore. He just changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom. "Let's go. You pay the bill."

"Okay." Cheng Che immediately followed, took her hand and said, "Of course I'll pay. I'll buy whatever you like."