It's late at night and everyone is asleep.

It was fine when he first fell asleep, Zheng Baozhu just lay there quietly.

After sleeping for a while, I habitually hugged the pillow.

But tonight Song Zhiting is here, with the pillow under his head.

Zheng Baozhu couldn't find the pillow, so she hugged whatever she could get.

Song Zhiting, who was sleeping soundly, hugged her and rubbed Zheng Baozhu's head with his chin.

…

Song Zhiting is used to getting up early. Even if he drank alcohol last night, he will wake up immediately when his biological clock reaches the time.

Looking at the woman lying in his arms with a sweet sleeping face, Song Zhiting leaned close to her cheek and sniffed her lightly.

There was a faint fragrance on the woman, like the apple-flavored fruit candy he had eaten before, sweet and tempting. Song Zhiting resisted the urge to take a bite.

Zheng Baozhu, who was sleeping soundly, moved her mouth unconsciously.

The moist lips are like an attractive strawberry, inviting you to pick them.

Song Zhiting approached slowly, and just when their lips were about to touch, someone knocked on the door.

Song Zhiting immediately shrank back and slowly pulled out his arm.

…

I got up and opened the door, it was Song Sicheng.

"Dad, you usually get up earlier than me, why are you just getting up today?"

Song Zhiting felt a little guilty: "I drank too much last night, so I put on my clothes and went jogging with you."

Captain Zhao also got up, touched Song Sicheng's head and said, "Next time you get up in the morning, don't knock on your parents' door, lest you ruin your good deeds."

Song Sicheng looked up and asked, "What good news?"

Captain Zhao squatted down and asked, "Do you want a little brother or sister?"

Song Sicheng said excitedly: "I want to!"

"Then listen to Uncle Zhao."

"good!"

Song Zhiting quickly got dressed and washed up. When he heard his son agree so readily, his face turned red and he called his son to go out for a run together.

…

While eating breakfast, Song Sicheng saw his father rubbing his arm and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with your arm?"

Song Zhiting said: "It's nothing, just a little sour."

Zheng Baozhu said calmly: "I have made the chicken feet and put them in the side room."

"Thanks a lot."

"You're welcome. As partners, we should help each other."

Song Sicheng asked: "Mom, what is a partner?"

Zheng Baozhu said: "When you complete a task together with your classmates, you are partners."

"Mom, what mission do you and Dad team up on?"

Zheng Baozhu glanced at Song Zhiting and said, "Our mission is to take good care of you."

Song Zhiting lowered his head and drank up the porridge in the bowl: "I'm going to work, and I won't be back for lunch."

Zheng Baozhu hummed without even raising her head.

…

Song Zhiting came back in the evening, followed by Captain Zhao.

Captain Zhao said to Zheng Baozhu, "Please make more when you cook. I want to eat at your house today."

Zheng Baozhu said okay, and the food was ready. As there was one more person, Zheng Baozhu steamed two more buns in the pot and chopped half a salted duck.

After the meal, Captain Zhao chatted with Song Zhiting for a while and showed no intention of leaving.

Seeing this, Zheng Baozhu poured water into the basin and began to wash her face.

Seeing such obvious behavior, most people would know that the owner wants to rest and would leave.

Captain Zhao also understood, and he stood up and said to Zheng Baozhu: "Sister-in-law, you guys take a rest, I'll go back to my room to sleep."

Captain Zhao left, but Song Zhiting remained in the room without moving.

Zheng Baozhu said, "See Captain Zhao off."

"No need to send him, he lives in our house."

"Why is he still living in our house?"

"Captain Zhao is having a quarrel with my sister-in-law, and she won't let him go back."

"Then you should mediate and make them reconcile as soon as possible."

"I tried to persuade my sister-in-law, but she didn't listen to me and kicked us both out."

In other words, Song Zhiting will have to stay in Zheng Baozhu's room tonight.

…

With Song Zhiting around, it was inconvenient for Zheng Baozhu to enter the space to do things, so she had to go to bed and rest.

Song Zhiting turned on the light, lay down and covered himself with a quilt.

After a long time, he heard the sound of gentle breathing coming from the side, and Song Zhiting reached out and held the person in his arms.

Zheng Baozhu moved.

Song Zhiting's heart beat faster and he became very nervous.

Fortunately, Zheng Baozhu just snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position for herself, put her hands on Song Zhiting's waist, and continued to sleep.

…

at night.

Zheng Baozhu was awakened by the urge to urinate.

If it were a normal situation, you could just flash into space to solve it.

But now, she was in Song Zhiting's arms and she was also hugging him.

Zheng Baozhu carefully took Song Zhiting's hand away.

But Song Zhiting fell asleep, but he was still very energetic.

Given Song Zhiting's alertness, he would definitely wake up if his arm was pushed away forcibly.

In that case, let's wake him up.

"Song Zhiting." Zheng Baozhu called the name in a low voice.

Song Zhiting woke up immediately and asked in a muffled voice, "What's wrong, Baozhu?"

"Let me go, I need to go to the bathroom."

Song Zhiting took his hand away sleepily.

The light wire is on Song Zhiting's side, so if you want to turn on the light, you have to go past him.

Zheng Baozhu stood up and reached for the light cord.

Because he had just woken up, he had no strength, his arms went limp, and he fell on Song Zhiting.

Inevitably, their lips touched, causing pain in their mouths and making them both completely sober.

Song Zhiting turned on the light, touched his lips, and saw Zheng Baozhu lying on him with an embarrassed expression.

Zheng Baozhu quickly turned over, picked up her cotton coat and put it on, then fumbled for the flashlight and went to open the door.

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