Love [Silver] Perfect

WORRYING

Still with his eyes closed, his hands fumbled about the spot on the side that was already empty and felt cold. The eyelids slowly open and only find a void. As usual, no matter how many times he had braved him every night, the next morning Jiang Lizqi could always wake up much earlier than StevenLou. The stamina of the petite woman was indeed extraordinary.

Blinking a few times then gazed at the pillow beside him which gave off the fragrant fragrance of Jiang Lizqi. Steven Lou immediately took the pillow and hugged and kissed it. "Beib, can it not be too late to get up a little? Sometimes I want to see you right away when I open my eyes."

He rolled over, propped up the pillow and then shook with his head tilted, his eyes closed again. The blanket was exposed, the half-naked body felt coldly swept away by the morning air he did not care. Had Jiang Lizqi been around, he would have definitely fixed the blanket or even given Steven Lou a warm hug.

Unfortunately, Jiang Lizqi was extremely diligent. Too diligent, though. In fact, waking up early in the morning is not just a habit without interests, but is a demand for Jiang Lizqi's sketch as a novelist. Since he was still living in Canada, precisely after becoming a professional novelist, Jiang Lizqi disciplined himself, every day waking up at four in the morning to pour his ideas.

Steven Lou could never understand how the work dynamics of the writers. There is no need to move away from home to work, but it looks very busy and has almost no time to relax. Even have to wake up early in the morning and sometimes overtime until early morning. Jiang Lizqi never even got to sleep because of being chased by a deadline.

He never forbade Jiang Lizqi to become a writer because the profession was derived from his hobby of writing diaries. Jiang Lizqi was happy to do so. So, how could he possibly forbid. He just always warns so that the wife does not force herself too much.

Until this moment Steven Lou still feels surprised, how could Jiang Lizqi who majored in graphic design and is the best graduate, now actually works as a writer. In the past, when he was in college there were no signs that he liked to write.

It was only half-six, outside it was still dimly lit, but the sound of birds was already very boisterous. Steven couldn't sleep anymore, but was very reluctant to move on.

Clique

The sound of the door knob playing, Steven Lou remained unmoved. Even as the scent of Jiang Lizqi who was already nearby slid into his nose, he remained silent. Waiting for his beloved wife to wake him up.

Not knowing that Steven Lou had actually woken up, Jiang Lizqi instead fixed the location of the blanket, then stroked his hair and gently dyed his forehead.

Steven Lou will wake up when the alarm goes off. No need to wake him up. That was how Jiang Lizqi thought. He who had already managed to type in a few pages from the passage of his novel, felt a little tired. Enter the room with the intention to rest for a while.

Slowly she lay on her side beside Steven Lou, not doing much movement because she did not want to disturb her dear sleep. A thin smile was engraved when he noticed the thick reddish lips of the husband who was depressed the pillow looked open and a little strange meleyot. Even his fingers could not bear to remain silent. Slowly her thumb rubbed the soft lips. The slightly thick reddish lips felt supple when pressed making him forget himself.

"Love you, Honey," she whispered as she continued to stroke Steven Lou's lips.

Compared to just stroking, now he was even seen toying with those lips. At first it just gently stroked and then pressed, then poked, then pinched lightly, and it kept repeating.

Steven Lou who had just felt amused in his heart and wanted to judge Jiang Lizqi by continuing to pretend he was still sleeping, long ago could not stand it too. His hand moved quickly to catch his wife's fingers.

"Aah!" Jiang Lizqi exclaimed and reflexively withdrew her hand, but failed as Steven Lou grasped it tightly.

Steven Lou's eyelids slowly opened, then stared gently in love. "Sir, hum ...."

Jiang Lizqi's lips drew wide creating two dimples that sweetened her smile. "Sorry," he said softly. Steven Lou woke up because of it.

"Enmmmh ...." A slight peck of Steven Lou landed on the back of Jiang Lizqi's hand. "Love you too, Beib."

"Ah, you're awake." Jiang Lizqi's eyes were squeaking.

Securing his head on the chest of the field the husband, Jiang Lizqi felt at ease, as if that was indeed where it was most convenient for him. The hands were coiled quite tightly around Steven's slender waist.

"What time's it going?"

"Emh, eight."

"Just like an office driver, right?"

"N sleepy." His voice was soft and seemed ogah-ogahan, really like a heavy drowsy person, when in fact, he was so just because he did not want to answer the question of the wife. Don't want to lie by answering yes, when in fact it isn't. It is better to say nothing than to lie.

Thinking that her husband was really still sleepy, Jiang Lizqi did not force him to answer. The important thing is that she already knows what time her husband has to leave.

"Sleep." Jiang Lizqi looked up, kissed Steven Lou's lips at a glance, then regained her comfort in the husband's chest, and the concerned further tightened his hold.

The morning boisterous by the sound of their birds passed by in silence. Mutual expressing love only with a hug that is getting loosened because the body is back asleep. In the end, Steven Lou woke up first. He took the time to prepare breakfast for Jiang Lizqi, then left for work without waking her up. He could not bear it because his wife was sleeping very well.

At about ten, Jiang Lizqi woke up and immediately contacted Steven Lou. Being connected, but not answered does not necessarily make it prejudiced. He then went down into the kitchen and his smile immediately grew as he looked at the piece of note paper taped to the refrigerator door.

Breakfast is in the microwave. Enjoyably. Sorry, not happy. Your sleeping face is too sweet to bother. I'm back as soon as I can. Love you, Beib.

Jiang Lizqi gently stroked the paper. "Love you too. Stay safe, Honey."

Meanwhile, Steven Lou who deliberately did not answer Jiang Lizqi's call, his face looked grim. His fingers clasped the steering wheel tighter and his jaws tightened, it seemed like there was a load that was stuck in the heart.

"I'm sorry, Beib." He muttered with tightly clenched teeth.

Minutes passed, while waiting for Steven Lou to call Jiang Lizqi busying himself in his study. However, as soon as noon arrived and Steven Lou still had not contacted either, his heart started to worry.

He tried to get in touch and texted several times, but none of them responded. Steven Lou has never been like this before. Never mind a long trip, usually only to the office he will immediately contact once until, and after, in between the busyness will routinely send messages just to ask questions or chat random.

Anyway, no matter how busy he was he would always take the time to contact Jiang Lizqi. As much as possible make the distance between them do not feel far by always getting closer to the heart.

Oh, my God, protect him. Jiang Lizqi looked straight ahead with a blank look. Like a paranoid, all sorts of bad thoughts were now beginning to mill around in his mind. A moment later he got up and walked back and forth while holding his phone.

"Honey, where are you?"

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