The Sleeping Prince's Romance

Reid didn't know how Morgan was doing that night, but as for him, he was "alone" as usual. As for whether he could sleep, only Reid knew.

No matter how much he misses Cilang, Reid can't call him to have a "date" with him in the middle of the night. Anyone who has been in contact with him for a period of time knows Cilang's lethargy, let alone knowing him for nine years Reid's gone.

When the next morning, Reid, who fell asleep after tossing and turning until dawn, woke up dimly, his whole body froze, and he subconsciously reached for the pistol on the bedside——

There are other people in my house!

Reid, who woke up in an instant, held the gun in both hands, and walked lightly towards the living room where the sound came from, carefully trying not to let the person in the room notice the fact that he had woken up.

In order not to make a sound, Reid didn't even dare to call the police!

—Who is in the house?Does he or she know he or she is an FBI?Did the thief accidentally choose himself as the FBI, or was he the target of the raiders?

While carefully moving towards the living room, Reid's clever brain was also spinning rapidly.

However, when he saw the man in the living room, Reid was first surprised, then overjoyed, and didn't even notice when the pistol fell to the ground.

"Cirou?"

Reid exclaimed in surprise, stepping out of hiding.

Yes, in the living room of Reid's house, it was Cirou who made him toss and turn all night.

"I was going to find you at the hotel later!"

Having said that, the smile on Reid's face couldn't be concealed, it was such a great feeling to see Cilang in his own home when he woke up in the morning!

"Aren't you going to ask me how I got in?"

Seeing the pure joy on Reid's face, Jiro shook his head speechlessly——

Isn't Reid too lacking in vigilance?Fortunately, he is still an FBI!

"If a single door can block you, then all the serial killers won't need our BAU, and they will surrender themselves!"

Reid is very natural and authentic. Regarding Cilang's abilities, he already knew a lot when the two met for the first time.

"Why did you come here so early?"

Reid asked Jiro.

A person who will fall asleep as long as he is idle for more than 3 minutes will appear in his living room early in the morning, and he is still awake...

Reid found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suppress the unconscious upturned corners of his mouth.

"When I was in America, I didn't want you to eat junk food that wasn't nutritious."

Reid said blankly.

And Reid, who had been paying attention to Cilang all this time, realized that there was a huge multi-layered bento box on the table in the living room.

Needless to say, this is the so-called non-junk fast food breakfast Cirou brought.

"Wow!"

Reid sighed. To be honest, because of differences in culture and habits, as well as special family factors, Reid has never eaten bento.

Especially since this bento was given to him by Jiro, it is even more precious to Reid.

"I didn't do it myself, I asked someone to prepare it."

Noticing how moved Reid was about to cry, Jirou rubbed his nose and explained.

"What I care about is the heart, not the food itself."

Reid replied.

Although when he knew that this bento was not made by Cilang himself, a sense of loss did flash in his heart.

"Kids should know that they have to brush their teeth and wash their face before getting up in the morning, Spencer."

Seeing Reid reaching out to grab the bento box, Cirou pressed his hand and said helplessly.

"hey-hey……"

I smiled embarrassedly, I don't know why, in front of Cilang, Reid's clever brain always shuts down unconsciously, making him do some very childish things.

"Put away your guns, too."

Seeing Reid, who obediently went to wash up, stepped directly over the pistol that had just dropped to the ground and walked towards the bathroom, Cirou shouted behind him.

"understood."

Without looking back, he waved his hands behind him, Reid picked up his own gun on the ground, and went to put the gun away first.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, Cilang always feels that Reid's back looks a bit embarrassed, and he feels like he's running away.

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When Reid finally tidied himself up and came out of the bathroom, as expected, he found that Cirou in the living room had fallen asleep on his side on the sofa.

Although he didn't want to disturb Cirou's sleep, Reid wanted to have breakfast with Cirou very much. After some psychological struggle, finally, Reid walked to the sofa and gently pushed Cirou's shoulder:

"Sleep later, Cilang, get up and eat something first!"

"Eat yourself, I'm not hungry now."

Cirou, who was engaged in a simulated battle in the school space, grunted without even opening his eyes.

Compared with eating, the current Cirou wants to carry out that battle to the end.

"Breakfast accounts for 60%-70% of a day's nutrients. If you don't eat breakfast, you will have 180 chronic diseases such as decreased immunity, gastrointestinal diseases, stones, constipation, hemorrhoids, aging, diabetes, anemia, cold hands and feet, infertility, and cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. disease.

A man who does not eat breakfast hurts the liver most; a woman who does not eat breakfast hurts the most..."

Facing Cilang's refusal, Reid first pursed his lips, and then started his best "science education".

At the beginning, Cilang could pretend that he didn't hear it, but when Reid talked about the dangers of women skipping breakfast, he finally couldn't keep silent.

"I'm a man, Spencer."

Cirou slowly opened his eyes:

"So, don't tell me about women."

"But you opened your eyes wide awake, didn't you?"

There was a sly expression on Reid's face, and it was only then that Cirou realized that he did it on purpose, in order to get himself up to have breakfast with him.

Forget it, anyway, there will be plenty of time for simulated battles in the future, but the time to spend with Reid is very limited, even though he is still at home now, he was called away by a phone call at some point.

Not to mention that it is impossible for him to stay in the United States for a long time, Shun Shun doesn't mean anything.

Thinking of this, Cirou rubbed his eyes and sat up:

"Okay, as you wish, Spencer."

Seeing the expression of joy and satisfaction on Reid's face, Cirou's mood slowly rose.

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Although it was a bento box, it contained not the Japanese food that Jirou liked, but the American breakfast that Reid was used to.

Of course, compared to the ones sold in fast food restaurants, the ones made by Cilang are much more nutritious.

A long time ago, Cilang was taught by Liuli the etiquette of the upper class. Later, for business needs, he also specially studied in the learning space, so he looked very elegant when eating.

Compared to Cilang's calm demeanor, Reid seemed a little absent-minded, obviously his wish had been fulfilled, but he seemed to have new thoughts.