Jing Shu suddenly opened her eyes, raised her hand subconsciously, and covered her beating heart.
At this moment, the door of the bathroom was opened, and the mist smeared a tall and straight figure.
The man walked out of the bathroom and looked at Jing Shu on the bed subconsciously. Seeing that she was awake, his delicate eyebrows softened a lot, and he said in a low voice, "It's still early, you sleep a little longer."
A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and Jing Shu's hand covering her heart stiffened in an instant. She turned her head mechanically and looked at the man in a nightgown in front of her.
She blinked, and the man in front of her approached step by step. In the early morning sunlight, she could clearly see his beautiful eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and those deep and dark ones. She was afraid for ten years. year's eyes.
Jing Shu stared blankly at him, and a warm touch was printed on her forehead, her eyes widened suddenly.
What, what's going on? Why did she see Ji Yanqing ten years ago?
Dreaming, or memory replay before reincarnation?
"I'll go to the company and come back to eat with you at noon," the man's voice was low, but he couldn't say anything. "Be at home, eh?"
The tenderness and affection in the man's eyes were clearly visible, and even if Jing Shu didn't mean to talk to him, he was satisfied.
Now the situation is very good, she is his, only his, there is no need to be afraid of who cares about her and abducts her.
Ji Yanqing turned around and went to the closet to get the clothes. Only then did Jing Shu's pounding heart ease, and only then did she realize that the heart in her chest had no pain.
She touched her heart, it was smooth, and the hideous wound after the operation disappeared...
She was a little dizzy, and Mu Leng picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it.
2020.5.21?
Rubbing her eyes, she frantically moved her phone closer.
The phone fell on the soft quilt. Jing Shu stared blankly at the familiar and unfamiliar decorations around her. Her eyes finally fell on Ji Yanqing, who was dressed neatly.
She was reborn, reborn ten years ago, back to the day after their wedding?
In disbelief, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, ran behind Ji Yanqing a few steps, raised her hand and twisted it on his waist.
Ji Yanqing's movements stopped, without frowning, he looked down at her while buttoning the last button of his shirt.
"It doesn't hurt?" His calmness made Jing Shu suddenly feel lost.
It is indeed an illusion.
Ji Yanqing buttoned the button in silence, then raised his hand to hug her, turned around, and pressed her against the closet. Before Jing Shu could figure out the situation, he lowered his head and bit her hard.
It wasn't until Jing Shu's breathing became rapid that Ji Yanqing pressed her forehead and asked lightly, "Does it hurt?"
Jing Shu didn't speak, and subconsciously bit her lip.
He really bit her at first, and the momentary pain made her mind clear. She really went back to when she first married him...
Looking at the person close at hand, Jing Shu slowly raised the corners of her lips, her smiling eyes filled with mist, watching his eyes from erratic at the beginning to become firm, she made a decision in her heart. .
Seeing her like this, Ji Yanqing frowned and asked her, "What are you thinking?"
She had never smiled so happily at him before.
Jing Shu didn't speak, and looked at him neatly dressed with a frown.
She remembered the wedding night in her previous life. Although Ji Yanqing had kissed her enough, he still hugged her to sleep honestly. He also said that until she was ready, he would not touch her, including the honeymoon, because of her reluctance. And pushed it down, so he has to go to the company now...
Jing Shu didn't answer his question, but asked, "Are you going to the company?"
Ji Yanqing stared at her, "Well."
Jing Shu pondered, trying to say something without being abrupt, "I thought about it, no matter how I married you, it's already like this, I'll try to like you, but don't treat me like that. Fierce, don't be so... paranoid, the development of feelings must come slowly."
Ji Yanqing's eyes darkened suddenly, and the eyebrows twisted subconsciously.
When Jing Shu spoke, she was not afraid at all, but after speaking, she felt a little nervous in her heart.
She bit her lip and said before Ji Yanqing spoke, "I'll make breakfast, you can eat it later before going to the company."
After she finished speaking, she pushed him away and ran out without giving Ji Yanqing a chance to react.
Jing Shu raised her hand to cover the tips of her hot ears. She calmed down for a while before walking into the kitchen. The moment she opened the refrigerator, a trace of sourness appeared in her eyes again.
The ingredients in the refrigerator are all her favorite things. Just like in her previous life, Ji Yanqing would not let her do rough work. There is a specific servant for cooking at home, but most of the food she eats is made by him.
Every dish was made according to her preferences, and under her nitpicking, he, a wealthy young master who did not touch the spring water with his hands, had cultivated a cooking skill that was not inferior to that of a chef.
However, although he didn't let her touch these, her cooking skills were not bad, and there was no pressure to make a simple breakfast.
Ji Yanqing stood outside the kitchen and looked at Jing Shu quietly and deeply. His face was calm, but his eyes were suspicious.
Although she is married, Jing Shu might change her temperament because of her marriage.
Is there... that easy compliance?
...
The moment oil was poured into the pot and the eggs were broken in, Jing Shu was hugged by Ji Yanqing and moved her back. He snatched the spatula from her hand and flipped the eggs in the pot skillfully. .
From the first time he saw Jing Shu, he knew that this person must be his, she should be loved by him in the palm of his hand, and he was afraid that she would think that he was not sincere, so he learned some cooking for her. It's not that he has to cook, but his other conditions are too good to find other suitable expressions of his heart.
Jing Shu was in his arms, and watched him with some depressiveness as he poured the ingredients she prepared into the pot. She just moved, but he was hugged even tighter.
When it was almost done, Ji Yanqing released her and said softly, "Go brush your teeth, you can eat in a while."
"Oh, good." Jing Shu glanced at him and turned to go upstairs.
...
Jing Shu sat on the dining chair and looked at the excellent breakfast on the dining table. She inhaled the fragrance in the air and thought, after all, these ingredients were washed by her, so they should be considered as hers, right?
Well, yes, she also participated.
Ji Yanqing also sat down and ate breakfast with her.
The dining table was silent for a while, Jing Shu's mouth was full of familiar flavors, and her eyes suddenly became hot.
Since Ji Yanqing's death, she hadn't eaten much. Sometimes when she returned to that cold home, she would always look at the kitchen subconsciously. appeared...
Jing Shu lowered her head and said to him for the first time, "It's delicious."
Ji Yanqing paused, looking at her pretty little face, the corners of her thin lips slowly twitched.
It just seemed to think of something, his eyes darkened slightly, and the smile on his lips narrowed.
After eating breakfast, Ji Yanqing looked at her and asked neatly, "Are you trying to please me and find a chance to escape?"