Gu Chengze looked at her greedy look and chuckled, "No, we just caught a few during training today."

While speaking.

He took out a key and handed it to Song Yiyi.

Song Yiyi recognized it as the key to the gate of Gu Chengze's yard.

Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun came some time ago.

Song Yiyi gave them the key.

"Here are the keys to the house. Take them."

Gu Cheng said in a relaxed tone, "Whenever you want to go, just go there by yourself."

Song Yiyi blinked, took it without hesitation, nodded and said, "Tuo."

Although I don’t know what Gu Chengze means.

Song Yiyi still picked up the call.

Maybe he heard something.

Maybe she just thought that was her mother's home.

Even for a married girl, there is nothing wrong with holding a key to her parents' home.

"Brother, come in and sit down."

Song Yiyi went to open the door, "Have you eaten?"

Gu Cheng stood still, "Yiyi, I won't go in. I'm going out for a while, so I came to tell you."

Song Yiyi paused as she opened the door, then turned around and asked, "Another mission?"

No wonder Cen Yue made that choice.

Comparing the two of them, Gu Cheng was like an ox or a horse, busy all day long.

Cen Yue always looks calm.

"right."

Gu Cheng nodded, the curve of his lips deepening. "Why does it sound like you have a stronger opinion than me, the person involved?"

Song Yiyi curled her lips and said, "Then go slowly and be sure to pay attention to safety."

She didn't know what to say either.

Song Yiyi probably knew that every time they went on a mission, there was a certain degree of danger.

She couldn't help much.

I can only give you a few simple instructions.

As soon as Gu Chengze left, Song Yiyi brought a plate of spicy rabbit, opened the door and walked into the yard.

She was also humming a song softly.

However, the next moment his gaze shifted and the voice stopped abruptly.

"Why are you home?"

Cen Yue was at home in the middle of the day without making a sound, and the door was closed tightly.

If Song Yiyi hadn’t been so intimidated.

I guess he's sitting on the ground now.

But she wasn't going anywhere.

My heart is pounding.

Cen Yue sat at the table in the main room, his slender knuckles covered with flour.

There were also quite a few steamed wontons on the table.

Does he suddenly want to go home for dinner?

Song Yiyi calmed herself down and asked, "When will you be back? Do you want to eat wontons for lunch?"

It’s already this late.

I don’t know if I can catch up in time.

He is really free.

Cen Yue slowly raised his eyes, his gaze swept across Song Yiyi's hand, and his voice was exceptionally dull: "Leave now."

Some answers are irrelevant to the question.

It's also a bit confusing.

Song Yiyi frowned slightly.

After a moment, she relaxed her brows and nodded indifferently, "Oh."

After Song Yiyi finished speaking, she placed the bowl of spicy rabbit meat on the table, then turned around and placed the basket under the eaves.

Finish this.

She went straight into the bathroom to wash her hands.