Short-Lived Cannon Fodder A Wholehearted Salted Fish [GL] [MTL]

Chapter 14

    The sleet that had been falling all day and night finally stopped at dawn. The phone on the bedside table vibrated and buzzed. Chu Yihan was woken up and regained consciousness. The first reaction when he opened his eyes was to look at the pillow.

    Wen Yuan was sleeping peacefully, as if disturbed by the noise of the alarm clock, her brows furrowed, she turned to face Chu Yihan, snorted impatiently, the vibration disappeared, and her brows gradually stretched and faded. Sharp, like the snow lotus blooming in the ice and snow, quiet and lovely.

    As I was close at hand, I could smell the fresh pheromones on her body, and I could feel her even breathing rushing over a little bit.

    As the weather improved, a beam of sunlight leaked from the gap in the curtains, illuminating the room and Chu Yihan's heart.

    The palpitation left by the nightmare disappeared, Chu Yihan's eyes curved into a soft arc of relaxation, and the dangling heart fell back.

    The alarm clock stopped for five minutes and vibrated again, Chu Yihan quickly turned sideways and picked up the phone on the table to turn it off.

    Putting warmth behind her, the warm breath fell on the back of her neck, touching the sensitive skin of her back ears.

    There is softness that rubs lightly over the glands.

    It was Wen Yuan's lips.

    Searing and tender, a deep kiss burned on her sensitive glands.

    Like an electric shock, Chu Yihan didn't know how to move, her back was stiff, her heartbeat was disordered, and all the deer inside might have fainted.

    "Well, what time is it?" The girl's voice was laziness that she didn't wake up from, suppressing the feeling of being woken up. It sounded very different from usual, low, slightly dumb, with a hint of sultry charm. and sexy.

    Chu Yihan dried her throat and replied, "Eight o'clock."

    She turned around, faced Wen Yuan, and flickered her eyelashes to see Wen Yuan. She was smart and cute, and her curled eyelashes seemed to be scratching Wen Yuan's heart.

    Heart itching...

    Wen Yuan curled her lips: "Good morning, baby."

    If happiness can be defined, it must be when you wake up with your lover by your side and say good morning softly.

    Chu Yihan got into Wen Yuan's arms, and her soft voice contained joy: "Zao Ayuan..."

    Wen Yuan rubbed the back of Chu Yihan's head, and carved a sweet imprint on her forehead with her lips.

    Chu Yihan raised her head from her arms, traced her facial features with her eyes, from her slightly raised lips to her straight nose, and smiled when she saw the warmth in those pitch-black eyes.

    Thinking that Chu Yihan was worried that it was a dream again, Wen Yuan held Chu Yihan's hand against her cheek, and said with a chuckle, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

    "You look good, look at it more." Chu Yihan's eyes slid down and swept over her red lips, "Otherwise, what can you do?"

    Whether it was the bite of the word "do" or the wandering gaze, Wen Yuan suspected that Chu Yihan was driving, but looked at Chu Yihan's eyes. Purely not.

    The purer it is, the more lustful it is, which arouses the possessiveness in alpha's bones.

    Wen Yuan rolled her throat, barely restraining her desire to shout, but her breathing sank uncontrollably.