Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1121 - 1124: Shattered Pieces of Trash 3

At this moment, he shamelessly asked, "Is it tasty?"

Right then, absolutely, Chenxing felt like stabbing him to death.

So she really extended her hand and fiercely struck his firm chest, but her attack didn’t land as he pulled her into his arms like a plush pillow.

Gu Shaocheng was slightly tired, his breath carrying a tone that made it impossible to say no, "Chenxing, I’ve finished the check-up. I’m really exhausted. Stay with me and nap for a while."

He truly excelled at using all kinds of excuses. Lazily holding her, he wouldn’t let her get up.

That little fool, every time he said a few words, her heart would soften. All her principles ended up being thrown to Siberia. "Are you really that tired?"

"Very tired."

Two short words, followed by an additional sentence: "Holding you makes me sleep more comfortably, sleep more soundly."

So she really stayed and napped with him. The two of them slept in a daze all afternoon, sleeping extraordinarily sweetly.

As for the dim-witted guy waiting in the yard, he kept glancing at his watch, then looking again, and once more. In his heart, he complained: Big Brother is too much!?

An entire afternoon not leaving the bedroom!

Can Chenxing’s small frame handle it?

She’s still pregnant... Big Brother can’t be so desperate that he disregards the little baby, right?

Should I go up and persuade him, teach Big Brother the meaning of moderation?

But then, thinking about Big Brother’s ruthless, "I’ll tear you apart" glare, he shrank his neck, ultimately losing the nerve. He could only keep waiting.

When Chenxing woke up from her nap, the sky had already turned completely dark. Shaocheng was still fast asleep, showing no signs of waking.

His complexion looked great, though his lip color was pale. His brows relaxed slightly, and his whole state seemed incredibly good.

Chenxing took out her phone and secretly snapped a photo of his face.

She always loved secretly taking pictures of him sleeping. Whenever she was bored, she would sneak a peek. Sometimes she’d look at them for a whole day, gazing until she seemed lost in thought.

Stretching her arms to loosen up, Chenxing cautiously tried to wriggle out of his embrace. She lifted the leg he had resting on her waist and slowly moved it aside. But as soon as she moved his long leg, in the next second, he shifted it back, once again putting it on top of her.

Chenxing tried twice, but both times ended in failure.

Pouting her lips, unwilling to disturb him, she eventually gave up on her ideas, staying quietly by his side to sleep together again.

In her heart, she couldn’t help but grumble.

Honestly, this man’s sleeping posture is getting worse and worse.

She remembered back when they first met, when he would hold her to sleep at night, his posture was always perfectly straight, like he had undergone years of professional training, consistently impeccable. But gradually, as their time together lengthened, his sleeping posture became increasingly unruly... Could it be because he’s becoming more relaxed?

Only when the relationship becomes closer does one become less restrained; conversely, a distant relationship leads to rigid formality.

Chenxing narcissistically came up with a reason that made her feel incredibly content, flashing a bright smile that was pure and innocent. She wrapped her arms around his waist and nestled gently into his embrace.

Unable to resist, she laughed to herself joyfully, her smile uncontainable.

That sweet laughter sounded like a beautiful violin melody, instantly stirring the man beside her awake.