It feels really wonderful to wake up naturally every day and see your loved one sleeping next to you as soon as you open your eyes.

Ye Zhixia held her chin with one hand and quietly admired the scene of the man beside her sleeping.

In fact, she was not a member of the Appearance Association, nor was she the kind of person who would have wild dreams when she saw a handsome and good-looking man. But she was so fascinated by this man that she could no longer tolerate the second person in her heart.

Especially when he took off his mask to reveal his true face six years ago, I was even more shocked by his beauty. From then on, I was amazed every time I saw him!

The man's eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eye sockets. His nose was high, his thin lips were light pink, and his profile was sharp and angular. At this moment, his lips were slightly pursed, and his whole body had a cold tone.

I have to say that Yin Mochen is really beautiful that makes people crazy. The proportions of his facial features are so perfect that they are almost incredible.

Looking at this extremely handsome face in front of her, Ye Zhixia suddenly thought of their meeting six years ago. It's funny to say that at that time, she was not afraid of tigers as a newborn, so she regarded him as a burglar. If he hadn't been merciful, she would have

I'm afraid my life is in jeopardy.

So, the fate is really wonderful.

Just when she was fascinated by the beautiful man, the eyelashes of the man beside her fluttered twice, and then Ye Zhixia's eyes fell into the phoenix eyes that were still a little sleepy.

"Good morning, little girl." He spoke in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse, which sounded particularly sexy and intoxicating to his ears.

Ye Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile: "Good morning, uncle."

"I said something wrong, and I have to change my words in the future." Yin Mochen hooked his long arm, took her into his arms, and whispered in her ear again, "Good morning, wife."

Ye Zhixia raised her eyes and looked at him, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. This kind of title was unique, with three parts tenderness and seven parts love, which made the atmosphere in the entire guest room much warmer.

Ye Zhixia came close and touched his with the tip of her nose, saying word by word: "Good morning, husband."

Listening to her somewhat shy words, Yin Mochen raised the corners of his lips and smiled. He didn't speak, and slowly tightened his arms around her.

Ye Zhixia looked at his profile and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, what are you thinking about?"

"Miss you." The man gently stroked her back, his eyes so gentle that they could almost shed tears.

"What do you miss me for?" Ye Zhixia lay on his chest and asked.

Yin Mochen looked at her and continued to say softly, "I miss you before, I miss you now, I miss everything about you."

"Am I getting old?" Ye Zhixia rubbed his face, curled his lips, and mumbled in a voice that sounded both angry and charming.

"She has become more beautiful." Yin Mochen kissed her forehead and said with a smile, "If you are considered old at your age, then am I not getting older?"

"No!" Ye Zhixia retorted and continued, "Haven't you heard a sentence?"

"What are you talking about?" Yin Mochen raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that he was very interested in her topic.

"A man is forty-one, and a woman is forty-year-old." She said this with a smile, tilted her head to look at him, and suddenly looked into those dark eyes.

Hearing this, Yin Mochen couldn't help but smile: "You are not dregs of tofu, you will always be fresh and delicious tofu in my heart."
Chapter completed!