I was pampered after my fake marriage with the president

"Do you still want to eat? I can help you make another bowl." Jian Xun asked.

Zuo Fan covered the bowl with his body, and said without expression: "No need, go to sleep."

"Uh, okay... how do we sleep?"

"I'm not used to sleeping next to someone, so you can sleep on the sofa."

There is a sofa in Zuo Fan's bedroom, which is a specially designed sofa bed. As long as it is pulled open with force, it becomes a small bed that can accommodate one person.

It doesn't matter to Jian Xun, he is thinner, the sofa bed is enough for him to sleep on, and he doesn't really want to share the bed with Zuo Fan, because he likes to toss and turn when he sleeps, and he is afraid that too much noise will disturb Zuo Fan's sleep.

So Jian Xun hugged the pillows to the sofa bed, and then ran over to bring one of the quilts over. Zuo Fan stood by the bed and looked at the stupid hair on his head. Bumping, I just feel that my heart is also going up and down.

After setting up the sofa, Jian Xun got into the soft quilt, rolled over, and let out a pleasant "hum hum". This quilt is more than a hundred times more comfortable than the one in the dormitory.

"Why is your quilt so soft~" Jian Xun poked out a small head from under the quilt, his hair was all frizzed by static electricity, his bangs were stuck to his forehead, revealing a pair of round, small animal-like eyes.

Zuo Fan was absent-minded for a few seconds, and replied coldly, "Because it's expensive."

Jian Xun: "..." I can't refute...

Zuo Fan bowed his head and typed on the mobile phone. Seeing that he didn't care about her, Jane got into the quilt again: "I'll sleep first, good night."

"Good night." Zuo Fan's tone remained flat.

However, his WeChat group was bombarded by his news.

Zuo Shige: He is so cute, with a hairy head, I really want to touch it.

Hayashi Zejing: It's started again, isn't it?

Huang Yao: He's here, he's here, he appeared with a wretched smile, I can imagine Fanzong's expression at this time with my toes.

Zuo Fan: He... He still remembered that I had a bad stomach, so he specially cooked steamed eggs with milk for me. How could there be such a caring cutie in the world?

Zuo Fan: His hair seems to be very soft, and I can't help but want to reach out and touch it every time, but I can't, it's hard to get close to him, and I can't scare him away.

Lin Zejing: I don't want to hear your fuss, I blocked the group.

Sashige: ...

Lin Zejing: Who would have thought that someone who appears to be pure-hearted and ascetic is actually an old rascal.

Sashige: ...

Huang Yao: I listen to me!

Huang Yao: Let's continue!

Huang Yao: Let me hear how good Bai Yueguang, whom you have been secretly in love with for eight years, is. Come on!live!

Lin Zejing: @黄耀, you're free, aren't you, have you practiced the dance for the concert?

Huang Yao: ...

Huang Yao: Devil!

Huang Yao: God, when will I meet someone who holds me in the palm of his hand like Fan Zong.

Lin Zejing: I can consider holding you in the palm of my hand, provided that you earn me one billion a year

Huang Yao: The minister retires, and this retreat will last a lifetime.

Zuo Fan watched them quarreling, raised his eyelids, and found that there was no movement on the other side of the sofa,

So, he walked gently to the sofa, squatted down, and saw that Jian Xun was wrapped in the quilt, puffed up, like a white glutinous rice cake, warm, he stretched out his hand, and gently opened it From one corner, I saw a peaceful sleeping face...

Zuo Fan shook his hands, and sat down on the ground along the edge of the sofa, covering his chest with his hands——I can't bear it, I can't bear it, it's so cute that it's a foul.

He returned to his bed, turned his back to the sofa, and said silently: hold back, don't scare him.

The meat reaches the mouth but cannot be eaten, the time is not yet ripe.