Chapter 21 Sharing the same bed

Si Boheng frowned slightly.

"It's really okay, you..."

Suddenly seeing the shyness in Yan Rongrong's eyes, he finally understood, licked his lips unconsciously, stood up and said.

"Then you...eat, I still have some work to do."

Yan Rongrong nodded slightly. After the door closed, she quietly raised her head and touched her heart. Something didn't seem right with her. Why was her heart beating so fast?

Si Boheng stood alone on the balcony for a while before entering the study.

Aunt Wen tidied up the kitchen and brought Si Boheng a cup of hot tea.

"Master, will you...sleep in the room tonight?"

"No, I sleep on the sofa."

Aunt Wen looked like it was true, so she just said that. Seeing how polite Yan Rongrong was to her young master, it turned out that her young master had not succeeded yet.

"Master, I will go over and tidy up the house next door in the afternoon. There are more rooms over there. How about you live there? This sofa is not good for your waist."

Si Boheng raised his head, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"No, Yan Rongrong is still young. What if something happens to her at night and she can't find anyone?"

Aunt Wen's face became even more confused.

"Master, do you treat Rong Rong as a child? She is an adult. Nothing will happen to her when she sleeps at night. You have to go to work every day, so what can you do if you can't sleep well?"

Si Boheng's eyes moved slightly, Yan Rongrong was carrying one in her belly now, so of course someone had to watch over her.

"No, if you have packed everything, you can go and rest."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Si Boheng, Aunt Wen couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Her young master really loved Rong Rong and couldn't bear to leave her for a moment.

Yan Rongrong finished the whole piece of cake, but still felt that she was still unsatisfied. She touched her belly and found it was bulging. She must have eaten too much. It must be yes. She was thinking that she would have to control her food intake tomorrow, otherwise she would probably Gotta get fat.

Without her phone, she could only go out to check the time and found that it was almost eleven o'clock. She looked in the study and saw that Mr. Si slept on the sofa last night. She lived here and occupied Mr. Si's bed.

She ran back into the house, took out the quilt and pillows, and packed them on the sofa. She went to wash up, came back and lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

It was almost twelve o'clock when Si Boheng finished his work. He was going to see how Yan Rongrong was sleeping, but he saw the big ball on the sofa.

Because of the heating lamp on in the living room, he couldn't see clearly when he stood at the door of the study. He didn't realize it until he got closer.

Yan Rongrong's small body was curled up on the sofa, the quilt almost covered her whole head, her mouth was slightly open, and she was sleeping soundly.

He frowned, why is this girl sleeping here.

He bent down and carried Yan Rongrong into the bedroom with the quilt, and covered her with the quilt. When he was about to go out, his hand was grabbed.

He froze, turned around slowly, and heard Yan Rongrong mumbled.

"The sofa is too soft, my back hurts."

He looked at the girl's peaceful sleeping face and suddenly smiled. He knelt down beside the bed and gently touched her slightly opened lips with his fingers. The soft and fragrant fragrance made people want to kiss her.

"Little girl, do you know what you are doing?"

Yan Rongrong was sleeping deeply. What she said just now was actually just her unconscious murmuring in her sleep as she was remembering this matter.

Si Boheng sat on the bed and slowly lay down, but there was a little distance between him and Yan Rongrong.

Yan Rongrong felt the presence of warmth beside her, and subconsciously rolled towards that warm place. Sibo Heng was rubbed into his arms by a round thing, and his expression froze.

He lowered his head and dug out some of Yan Rongrong from the quilt, and couldn't help but say.

"Why are you so dishonest when sleeping?"

Yan Rongrong murmured unconsciously.

"warm."

Si Boheng looked at the air conditioner. The temperature was not low. She was covered with a quilt, so it couldn't be cold. But the little girl kept rubbing in his arms. He was a normal man, and he was also a man who knew the taste of his skin. The man was really distracted by being rubbed like this.

"Stop moving."

Such a sentence seemed to make Yan Rongrong feel aggrieved. The little girl curled her mouth and actually stopped moving.

Si Boheng took a few deep breaths, wrapped Yan Rongrong in a quilt, held her in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

Yan Rongrong lay in his arms, sleeping very peacefully, but unfortunately for Young Master Si, he couldn't sleep at all in the first half of the night, and it wasn't until the second half of the night that he finally fell asleep.

Maybe it was because she slept too well last night, but Yan Rongrong woke up very early in the morning. She felt that her hands and feet were very hot, but she couldn't move, so she opened her eyes.

Then he saw a handsome face close at hand.

Si, Mr. Si...

She almost screamed out, but fortunately she controlled it in time, but how could Mr. Si...

She looked around and saw that she was in the bedroom. She slept on the sofa last night. Did Mr. Si carry her to the bed? And...they still sleep together?

She moved her hands and realized that Si Boheng was about to be woken up, so she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

After Si Boheng woke up, he was confused for a moment. Then when he saw Yan Rongrong, he couldn't help but smile and gently tapped the tip of her nose with his finger.

"Slept well."

Yan Rongrong's heart almost jumped out of her chest. Fortunately, her hands were inside the quilt, otherwise she would definitely be exposed. She held on to the quilt tightly to prevent Mr. Si from noticing that she was pretending to sleep.

When she felt the bed was lighter and heard Si Boheng cautiously opening the door and going out, she opened her eyes, opened her mouth, and gasped for air.

She felt hot all over and touched her face. It was extremely hot. Mr. Si just...touched her nose?

After staring at the chandelier on the roof for a long time, she finally came back to her senses. She must not think too much. Mr. Si might have been too sleepy after carrying her back last night, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Touching her nose in the morning was also because his hands were itchy, yes, that must be the case.

Even though she coaxed herself to think this way, Yan Rongrong was still a little afraid to face Si Boheng, for fear of revealing her secrets and being seen blushing, so she waited until she felt that Si Boheng had gone to work, and then she went out. Room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out, he saw Si Boheng sitting at the dining table and looking at his iPad, seemingly reading the financial news.

When he heard the door open, he looked up.

"Are you awake? Go wash up and have breakfast."

Yan Rongrong stood there, said oh, and quickly ran back to the bedroom.

There was a bathroom in the bedroom. Yan Rongrong came out after washing and slowly walked to the dining table and sat down.

Aunt Wen brought a bowl of pumpkin porridge from the kitchen and placed it in front of her.

"RongRong, did you sleep well last night? Sweet pumpkin porridge!"

Yan Rongrong subconsciously looked at Si Boheng. Si Boheng had no reaction, but Aunt Wen smiled.