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Song Shengsheng stayed quiet for a while, feeling a little breathless from being held by Jiang Yiyu. She tried to step back and turned over to get out of bed, but as soon as she left Jiang Yiyu's arms, he grabbed her from behind and pulled her back. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to the bathroom."
"You're not allowed to go."
Jiang Yiyu buried his face in the crook of her neck and tightened his arms around her waist.
Song Shengsheng smiled and reached out to touch his head: "Brother Yi Yu, please be reasonable."
"What time is it?"
Song Shengsheng dragged him forward, stretched out his hand to reach the phone on the bedside table, opened it and checked the time: "Eight minutes to seven thirty."
"So early."
"What time are you leaving today?"
"Nine o'clock."
"It's not early anymore. You still need to wash, change clothes, and eat breakfast. You should wake up now."
Jiang Yiyu raised his hand to cover her mouth: "Don't say anymore, I'm already tired."
Song Shengsheng held his wrist and pulled his hand down: "No matter how tired you are, you have to get up. I'll go wash up first. You can sleep for a while. I'll wake you up at 8 o'clock, okay?"
"No, you can't leave."
"Behaving like a spoiled brat again?"
Jiang Yiyu didn't say anything, and Song Shengsheng didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he let go and said, "Go ahead."
"Um?"
Jiang Yiyu pulled up the quilt to cover his face: "I don't want to get up."
Song Shengsheng sat up and rubbed his fluffy head: "Then sleep for a while."
After washing up and changing clothes, Song Shengsheng quietly closed the door and left the bedroom. She walked into the living room, opened the curtains on one side, and stretched.
Near eight o'clock, she received a message from Xiao Chen, asking her if Jiang Yiyu had woken up.
Song Shengsheng walked back to the bedroom with light steps, lifted the quilt that Jiang Yiyu had covered his face with a little, and told Xiao Chen that he was not awake yet.
Xiao Chen sent a helpless emoticon: Sister-in-law, please wake him up quickly. We will go upstairs to pick him up at 8:50 to put on makeup.
Song Shengsheng nudged Jiang Yiyu and said, "Brother Yiyu, it's time to wake up."
Jiang Yiyu opened his eyes dazedly and glanced at her, then hummed, "Pull me up."
Song Shengsheng grabbed the hand he stretched out to her and pulled him hard, but she didn't know if this man did it on purpose. No matter how hard Song Shengsheng tried, he didn't move at all. Finally, he exerted force and pulled Song Shengsheng into his arms.
"Throw yourself into my arms?" Jiang Yiyu chuckled hoarsely and held her tightly in his arms.
Song Shengsheng supported herself on the bed with her hands, trying to get up, but she couldn't move. Finally, she gave up struggling, lay on Jiang Yiyu, turned on her mobile phone, clicked on the chat page with Xiao Chen, and played the voice message that Xiao Chen said he would play to Jiang Yiyu if he couldn't wake him up.
A stern female voice rang out: "Jiang Yiyu! Have you memorized your lines? Have you filmed the new material? Have you posted any selfies? When will you be back for business? Do you want to quit? Have you been drinking and eating junk food again? Have you been working out recently? What did your fitness trainer say? I've scheduled a physical for you next month..."
Jiang Yiyu sighed: "Be good, be obedient and turn it off. I have a headache."
"Are you going to get up?"
"I'm getting up, I'm getting up, I admit defeat, I surrender, I'm getting up now."
Song Shengsheng stood up and turned off his phone: "This voice doesn't sound like Xiao Chen's."
Jiang Yiyu threw back the quilt and sat up. He smoothed back his hair and said, "My agent. She's even more talkative than Song Ming. She's been in Beijing recently and didn't come with me this time."
"He seems to be a very serious and responsible person."
Jiang Yiyu said as he put on his slippers, "She's completely too serious. I get a headache whenever I hear her voice. I told her before that I wanted to find two bodyguards so that when I go on a long trip, I can have someone to help me carry my luggage. In the end, I don't know what she was thinking, but after much deliberation, she found two people who don't look even as strong as me."
Song Shengsheng laughed and said, "I've seen that trending search, Jiang Yiyu is protected by bodyguards at the airport, but why did your agent find such a bodyguard for you?"
Jiang Yiyu sighed with a helpless smile, "I said I wanted someone who was 1.9 meters tall, looked tough, and preferably someone who worked out all year round to be very strong and give me a sense of security. But she said that having a bodyguard like that around me would make me look weak."
"So after searching for a long time, I became your bodyguard."
"Yes, it's outrageous anyway. Even if I don't see her, just hearing her voice gives me a headache."
Song Shengsheng smiled and said, "However, you are only 1.88 meters tall. If you want to find a bodyguard who looks safe, you can only look for one who is over 1.9 meters tall."
Song Shengsheng pulled him to his feet, raised her hand along the top of her head, and gestured to compare the height difference between her and him: "My height only reaches your chest! Jiang Yiyu, what do I look like from your perspective?"
Jiang Yiyu took a half step back, bent down and carried her to the bed: "Stand still."
Song Shengsheng held onto his arm to steady herself: "So you can only see the top of my head! Then normally you can't even see my face clearly?"
"It's not that exaggerated." Jiang Yiyu put his arm around her waist and picked her up again. Song Shengsheng subconsciously put her arms around his neck and hung on him: "What are you doing?"
"Go wash up." Jiang Yiyu walked towards the bathroom: "I don't want to be alone."
He pushed open the bathroom door and asked Song Shengsheng to sit on the sink: "I want to take a shower."
"Ah? You take a shower and let me sit here?"
"Yeah, just like in the video last time." Jiang Yiyu said as he took off his shirt.
Song Shengsheng looked at the butterfly tattoo on his waist and her cheeks flushed. She supported herself on the sink and jumped down: "I won't accompany you this time."
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