She would even take the initiative to snuggle into his arms.

"Headache."

Song Yiyi muttered softly, "I was just chatting with my dad in the kitchen. Where were you?"

Cen Yue raised his hand and rubbed Song Yiyi's temples, and replied softly, "I'm chatting with my mother in the yard."

Maybe it's because of strength.

Cen Yue’s massage technique is very good. Just a few presses can relieve a lot of headaches.

Song Yiyi forced herself not to think about it and asked him, "What are you talking about?"

She really wanted Cen Yue to say something boring to her.

It's meaningless.

It sounds like a no-brainer.

Cen Yue's tone was lazy and casual. "Let's talk about some people. When they were little, they loved to crawl into their brother's bed. The whole village went out to look for them late at night. They thought they were taken away by wolves."

Song Yiyi: “…”

It wasn't her who did it.

What does it have to do with her?

"Talking about some people who like to fight with children, especially boys."

Song Yiyi was speechless again.

She no longer has the confidence to say that these were not done by her.

"We also talked about your mother."

Song Yi leaned on Cen Yue's chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat. When she heard this, she quickly looked up and asked, "My mother what?"

She was very curious about what Cai Mengjun would think of Song Wei.

Cen Yue's deep gaze fell on Song Yiyi, his voice was soft and magnetic, with a kind of magic that inexplicably made people feel at ease.

"Well... she's very beautiful, and her eyes are very similar to yours."

"She's very smart and a lot like you."

Song Yiyi always felt that the second half of the sentence was added by Cen Yue.

But when I thought about it, I laughed again.

Cen Yue had never met Song Wei, so how could he know if they looked alike?

Song Yiyi glanced at him.

He pushed Cen Yue away in an instant.

"Cen Yue! You touched my face with your sock-carrying hand!"

Her socks were thrown to the ground by Cen Yue at some point.

Cen Yue had just been massaging her.

With hands that have touched dirty socks.

Song Yiyi's world collapsed.

When she turned off the lights and went to bed at night, she took the initiative to snuggle into Cen Yue's arms.

Cen Yue thought she was going to implement some revenge plan again.

But he couldn't bear to push her away, so after thinking about it, he simply closed his eyes and enjoyed it, while holding her tightly.

No matter what Song Yiyi wanted to do, Cen Yue accepted it.

After a while, she did not act recklessly, but just raised her face to look at him, "Cen Yue, I forgot."

A sudden sentence.

Cen Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hmm?"

Song Yiyi raised her hand, gently pinched Cen Yue's earlobe, and said word by word: "I don't remember saving you."

She was thinking about how to tell Cen Yue.

Cen Yue didn't expect her to bring it up on her own initiative.

I was clearly resistant last time.

His heart skipped a beat, and Cen Yue's voice became hoarse. "Yiyi, do you want to know? It doesn't matter if you don't remember. I'll tell you."

He didn't look surprised at all.

Song Yiyi thought Cen Yue would be excited, thinking she was making excuses, or even doubting her identity.

"Tell me tomorrow."

She closed her eyes in Cen Yue's arms and said, "I want to sleep now. I still have to visit my mother tomorrow morning."

Although many key points cannot be connected.

Many things cannot be explained.

But Song Yiyi knew that Song Minghui was not lying, he was telling the truth as he saw it.

As for what the real truth is.

Thinking of that stack of photos, the answer should lie with her.

Cen Yue stroked Song Yiyi's hair and said softly, "Okay."

The two of them chatted in a random manner.

When Song Yiyi was about to fall asleep, she mumbled to Cen Yue, "Why were you unhappy a few days ago? Why didn't you say it? How would I know if you didn't tell me? What are you angry about?"

She didn't even give Cen Yue a chance to answer.

He could only vent his dissatisfaction in a daze: "Still sleeping in the same room? Then everyone should sleep in the same room from now on."