Deeply in Love: The Two-Faced CEO is Too Clingy

Chapter 64 He is back

Chapter Sixty-Four: He's Back

"Night Baby, do you have trouble sleeping in a particular bed?"

As Yue Yirou struggled to support Ye Baobao, who was leaning almost half her body against her, she asked softly.

If Ye Baobao doesn't like sleeping in unfamiliar beds, she will take him to Yan Ye's room to sleep. After all, he is so tired that she is worried he might fall asleep on the floor before she even helps him up to the fourth floor.

"I don't care where I sleep, as long as I'm sleeping with my sister." Night Baby said, her eyes half-closed and looking sleepy.

"..." This big kid is really touching.

Without saying anything more, she laboriously helped Ye Baobao walk towards Yan Ye's room.

Pushing open the door and seeing the familiar big bed, Yue Yirou couldn't help but recall the scenes of her and Yan Ye in bed. If she could, she really didn't want to sleep in this big bed. Butler Xue was really something; how could he think that she would be attached to this bed and not be used to sleeping in other beds?

But she didn't blame Xue Tao; she knew he meant well.

However, he had no idea how much she hated this big bed.

She forcefully shook off the images in her mind, then helped Ye Baobao to the bedside, helped him sit on the bed, and gently laid him down.

After helping him take off his shoes and covering him with a blanket, Yue Yirou saw that he seemed to have fallen asleep. She sighed softly and turned to walk away from the bed.

Unexpectedly, just as she turned around and before she could take a step, her hand was suddenly grabbed by a large hand. Turning her head, she saw Ye Baobao with her starry eyes half-closed and looking sleepy, saying, "Sister, didn't you say you were going to sleep with Ye Baobao? Why aren't you lying down yet?"

Yue Yirou: "..."

With no other option, Yue Yirou took off her shoes, lifted the blanket, and lay down next to Ye Baobao.

The feeling in my heart is truly indescribable, especially when I recall the scenes of rolling around in bed with Yan Ye before, my emotions are indescribably complicated.

It wasn't that she wanted to recall those images; she couldn't help but recall them, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Just bear with it for a while; you can get up once this annoying little brat is sound asleep.

To her surprise, as soon as she lay down, Night Baby snuggled into her arms, rested its head on her body, and wrapped one arm tightly around her waist.

Yue Yirou froze, the feeling she was experiencing now was indescribable.

Yan Ye had never slept with his head on hers like this before. What could she say about this big brat?

If she didn't know that his thoughts were absolutely pure, she would have suspected that he was doing it on purpose.

"Night Baby, Night Baby, can you please not sleep with your head on your sister's pillow? Can't you sleep with your head on your own pillow?"

Yue Yirou tried to persuade him to sleep with his head on a pillow, because how could she possibly accept him like this?

But Ye Baobao didn't want to, snuggling in her arms while muttering, "No, Ye Baobao wants to sleep while holding her sister."

"..."

We can't let him have his way, or he'll keep doing this.

She raised her hand, intending to move his head from her body to the pillow, when she heard him mutter, "Babies on TV always sleep like this, nestled in their mothers' arms. Night Baby wants to sleep in her mother's arms too. Can you be Night Baby's mother just once? Just once, Night Baby will be content."

A pair of slender, soft hands suddenly froze in mid-air.

A few seconds later, I gently placed it on Night Baby's head, but instead of moving it to the pillow as intended, I gently stroked it, like a mother stroking her child's head.

Under her gentle caresses, the baby's breathing gradually became even and steady, and soon it fell into a deep sleep.

He had fallen into a deep sleep, and she could have gently moved his head from her body to the pillow, but for some reason, she felt a little reluctant.

I don't want to move anymore.

So be it.

Although she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, and although those embarrassing images still kept replaying in her mind, she endured it and let him sleep with his head on her body. Even though it was a little uncomfortable, she didn't lift his head off.

She held him gently, occasionally stroking his thick, black short hair, wishing this man's thoughts would always remain with her.

But she knew that was impossible; he could come back to normal at any time.

She remembered that last time, he returned normally in about a day. She wondered when he would return normally this time.

Actually, Ye Baobao is quite smart; at least, in the minds of five- or six-year-old children, he is considered smart.

However, compared to Yan Ye, and considering his height and actual age, his IQ is too low; he looks like a fool.

It's unbelievable that Yan Ye can sometimes be a fool.

Time passed slowly and painfully. Finally, as the last rays of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, the person lying on her pillow stirred slightly.

His head rubbed against her chest, and a strange feeling instantly spread to every cell in her body.

What is Night Baby doing?

Waking up in a bad mood?

Worried that he was too fragile and would cry at the slightest provocation, Yue Yirou could only suppress this strange feeling, gently pat his head, and softly say, "Now that you're awake, get up quickly and stop dawdling."

Her response was even more unrestrained behavior.

This behavior seems to be getting more and more familiar.

Yue Yirou frowned and couldn't help but raise her voice: "Stop dawdling, get up now."

"No." A voice of extreme determination.

don't want?

This is not Night Baby's tone.

"what--"

Yue Yirou screamed and started punching and hitting the head that was burying itself on her.

"Get out of here, Yan Ye, get out of here..."

Yan Ye suddenly raised his head, his eyes no longer innocent, and said coldly, "Get out of here? Ha, I'm going to sleep with you until you question your existence."

……

It was pitch black outside the window. Yue Yirou stood in the bathroom with a gloomy and tired expression. She slowly unwrapped the bed sheet from her body and looked at her body covered with hickeys in the mirror. Her fists clenched tightly and her eyes filled with growing hatred.

When Yue Yirou came out of the bathroom and saw the man lying on the bed with a satisfied look on his face, his eyes closed as he savored the moment, her eyes were immediately filled with intense hatred.

She gritted her teeth, moved quietly to a table, picked up a pair of scissors and hid them behind her back, and approached the man on the bed step by step.

When she came to the bedside, Yan Ye still had his eyes closed, and there was even a satisfied smile on his lips.

He was lying flat on his back, almost completely naked. If she could just stab him hard in the heart with scissors, she could end all this humiliation.

Don't hesitate any longer, Yue Yirou, kill him, kill the man who stole your innocence, imprisoned you in the Starry Night Pavilion, and repeatedly and frantically violated you.

Kill him, and you won't have to endure this humiliation anymore. Kill him, and Wan Ting won't be razed to the ground. Kill him, and Ting Yun won't be harmed by him anymore.

Kill him, kill him...