Chapter 967 He Was Always Afraid.

Because of the experience of the Jiang family's young mistress for more than two years, she has already developed a pair of dexterous hands, and she arranged the sofa in a short while.

Jiang Beimo stood aside, watching him spreading the sofa for her, and suddenly felt an urge to go up and hug her.

Thinking, his steps have already taken, approaching her.

"Okay!" At this moment, Qiao Weiwei suddenly turned around and said to Jiang Beimo behind her.

Jiang Beimo nodded, then walked directly to the sofa and sat down.

The sofa is very narrow, for a man like him who is 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than 100, it looks very small!

"Let me make you a cup of tea!" Seeing his appearance at this time, Qiao Weiwei felt a little guilty, so she said suddenly.

Didn't he always want to drink the tea she made, so... As compensation, let her make him a cup of tea.

Hearing that she offered to make tea for her, Jiang Beimo's eyes lit up.

"Okay!" He couldn't wait to agree!

This was the first time she offered to make tea for him since she left the Jiang family...

"Then wait for a while!" Qiao Weiwei nodded, then turned and left, and went to the kitchen!

Not long after, she came out with a cup of tea with just the right concentration and temperature!

She bent down and put the glass on the coffee table.

The tea was still the kind of tea she brewed for him before, because she liked drinking it herself, so after returning to China, she specially bought that kind of tea.

Looking at the cup of tea on the coffee table, Jiang Beimo paused, then reached out to take the cup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it...

This familiar fragrance is just like her... still so refreshing...

When I was there, I didn't feel anything... until I lost it, I realized how much I missed and cared so much.

"Then I'll go up to rest first!" Qiao Weiwei looked at the time, then turned and went upstairs.

Jiang Beimo sat downstairs, quietly finished a cup of tea, and then leaned on the sofa in satisfaction.

Thinking of her resting upstairs, her handsome face couldn't help revealing a somewhat joyful expression...

It was not until after a long time that she was sure that she should have fallen asleep that Jiang Beimo couldn't help turning over from the sofa, and then walked upstairs.

There is only one bedroom upstairs, and when you open the door, there is a faint light in the bedroom.

A dim yellow lamp was lit by the bedside, and Qiao Weiwei was already asleep.

Jiang Beimo stepped lightly, then walked towards her.

When her sleeping face gradually became clear, Jiang Beimo stopped beside the bed, squatted down, and looked down at the sleeping woman.

It's been more than a year...he hasn't seen her sleeping soundly.

At this time, everything seems to be so cherished.

Even he himself didn't know, his expression at this moment became extremely gentle.

It's something he's never had before...

He stared at her for a moment, then suddenly bent down, leaned on her lips, and kissed her.

The faint scent of her body came from the tip of her nose, which fascinated Jiang Beimo...

His lips stayed on hers for a moment before he left and raised his head, but his gaze was always on her face.

He was careful not to wake her up.

Just like these days, he has been cautious, not daring to use force on her, and not daring to force her to do anything she doesn't want to do.

In his heart, he was always afraid.