Qiao Sinian patiently coaxed her, but Ye Jiaqi was so sleepy!

"Disobedient? I'm dirty and not allowed to sleep in my bed."

"You're so annoying."

Ye Jiaqi was angry when he got up, and pointed his finger at Qiao Sinian's hand and scratched it.

Qiao Sinian's handsome face immediately showed two red blood marks.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her off the bed.

"Go to take a shower!"

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his sleepy eyes, his face full of sleepiness, his big eyes were not fully opened, and he was very tired.

"I hate it so much."

Ye Jiaqi jumped off the bed with dissatisfaction while muttering.

She knew this person had a cleanliness.

When she lives alone, she can do whatever she wants.

Now... Ye Jiaqi was so angry that he threw the toiletries out and rang out.

"It's a habit." Qiao Sinian was helpless.

The night is as clear as water, and the window is quiet and quiet.

The light yellow moonlight is like a layer of water mist, pouring over the gray curtains, placing the curtains with a hazy halo.

...

Since that day—

Ye Jiaqi goes to work during the day and takes care of Qiao Sinian after get off work.

She lived in the same room with him, but he did not do anything out of the ordinary.

Moreover, he became very leisurely.

Sometimes at night after taking a shower, she habitually sat on the bed reading and memorizing words. He also sat beside her, typing his fingers on the laptop keyboard.

They don't speak, they just do their own things side by side.

Warm and quiet.

Even time has been much slower.

Sometimes, Ye Jiaqi took off her headphones and looked around, and she was even deceived by this warmth.

Turning around, she looked at Qiao Sinian.

The man wore a very homely black nightgown, leaning against a pillow, restrained and calm.

He was typing on the laptop keyboard very seriously, frowning and meditating.

The man's side face is so handsome, with clear edges and angularity everywhere.

"Mr. Qiao."

"Hmm?" He raised his head from his notebook.

Ye Jiaqi smiled and said, "I'm just calling you."

Qiao Sinian curled the corners of his lips, and the shiny in his eyes was smelly and luster, unable to be dissolved or blown away, and mist was lingering in his eyes.

There was still a distance between them three small sails.

Not near or far.

"Did you disturb you?" Ye Jiaqi asked carefully.

"I like you disturb me."

"Well, I won't disturb you anymore. When you do things, I will continue to do listening."

After saying that, Ye Jiaqi put on his headphones again and looked down at the book.

However, Qiao Si Nian never turned her head for a long time, and her eyes still fell on her fair and delicate little face.

Ye Jiaqi is at this moment, and he is at a loss.

A shallow curve was raised at the corners of his lips.

Ye Jiaqi's pen is drawn on the draft paper and moves constantly.

Focused and serious.

After a while, she was going to go to the bathroom, took off her headphones, and jumped off the bed!

Ye Jiaqi was wearing a pink pajamas very playful, like a rabbit, and disappeared after entering the bathroom.

Qiao Sinian reached out and took out the draft paper in front of her.

The white draft paper is full of traces of ballpoint pens.

One stroke at a time.

There are English words, Chinese words, and emojis...

But the most eye-catching thing is the back, full of the three words "Joisinian".

She wrote his name carefully and cherished it very much.

I have never practiced the font, but it has her unique elegance and beauty.

Qiao Sinian found the ballpoint pen from her English textbook—

Raise your hand and write.

In the gap in the draft paper, the three words "Ye Jiaqi" fell, next to his name.

Meeting each other in this year is like a dream.
Chapter completed!