Then, the other party's panicked apology was heard at the door.
"Miss, yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me this time, please..." followed by a series of kowtow sounds.
Shu Miao was so frightened by this scene that his eyelids jumped. He threw off the quilt and got out of bed to see what was going on.
The moment she pushed open the door, Zhou Yang, who heard the noise, rushed over along the corridor.
Just then, I saw the girl frowning and looking down at the landlady who kept kowtowing with an impatient look.
"What are you doing--!"
Shu Miao was stunned by his tone of accusation.
I looked up blankly and just missed the smug look that flashed across the housewife's eyes.
The look of astonishment on Shu Miao's face had not yet solidified, but Zhou Yang knew in an instant that she had misunderstood.
Without time to explain, he quickly ran forward and picked her up by the waist.
He didn't even glance at the aunt who was almost breaking her head.
Instead, he touched her forehead with a hint of punishment, "The ground is cold. Who told you to run around barefoot?"
As he said this, he carried the person into the house, hooked his foot, and slowly closed the door.
Instantly blocking out Song Li's horrified gaze and her aunt's incredulous look.
Shu Miao acted as if she hadn't heard anything. She continued to stare at him with a frown, saying nothing.
Zhou Yang was a little panicked by her stare. He originally wanted to put her down, but now he held her tightly in his arms.
He stroked her fair and smooth cheek and kissed her cheek with a nervous heart.
When he looked up for the last time, the grievance in his eyes was almost overflowing.
"I was wrong. From now on, I'll stay by your side whenever you fall asleep, okay?"
Shu Miao felt her heart soften when she saw him looking at her pitifully with his red eyes.
"That aunt looks very unfamiliar." Although some things cannot be investigated in detail, what needs to be understood still needs to be understood.
Seeing that she was finally willing to pay attention to him, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up with joy.
He nodded heavily, and this time he grinned happily without hesitation.
But after a moment, he immediately suppressed his mouth and said seriously,
"Did it scare you? I promise this will never happen again!"
Seeing that he didn't explain, Shu Miao figured out that this aunt must have been brought from his home, so it was obvious who the person behind her was.
Fortunately, she had no plans to have any contact with his family, so she didn't care much.
"I'm hungry."
The girl's calm tone made the last bit of worry in his heart disappear completely.
"Aunt Wang has prepared the food a long time ago. They are all your favorites." The corners of his mouth rose, and his burning eyes kept lingering on her face.
Shu Miao felt a little embarrassed by his burning gaze, so she raised her hands to cover his eyes and repeated in a bad mood,
"I'm hungry! The kind of hungry that makes me want to die!"
"Let's go now." He raised the corner of his mouth.
As he spoke, he exerted force with his hands and moved the person from his arms to the bed.
He stood up and took out a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet. Just as he bent down and was about to kneel on one knee, Shu Miao quickly grabbed him.
"What are you doing?" She blinked in confusion.
It's just wearing slippers, is there any need to make such a fuss?
If you don’t know, you might think it’s some grand ceremony!
All of Zhou Yang's movements stopped in place, his open neckline facing her, revealing his muscular yet delicate skin.
Shu Miao looked up and saw it clearly. His heart was beating uncontrollably and his eyes began to wander around involuntarily.
"I didn't have a full meal at noon, why are you still dragging your feet?"
Then he immediately put on his slippers, acted like he was starving, and hurried to the door.
Zhou Yang didn't have time to think about the incongruity of this. He hurriedly took out his coat and followed her.
At this time, the aunt who lives there was no longer at the door.
The two walked hand in hand to the dining room, and the amazement in their eyes lingered as they walked through the charming garden-style courtyard.
"Who designed the layout of this courtyard? It's so beautiful!"
Especially now it is raining, the sound of raindrops falling on the cobblestone path in the courtyard is really a unique artistic conception.
Zhou Yang's eyes were filled with joy at having his intentions recognized. "I'll have Song Li give you the designer's contact information later."
As for the property title with her name on it, we'll have to wait a little longer.
Shu Miao nodded, but his pace suddenly quickened.
Because of the strong and overbearing smell of the spicy hotpot, she was attracted to it at first sight.
The two came to the dining room, where the table was filled with all kinds of delicious and beautiful dishes.
As soon as Shu Miao sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and go straight to the spicy hot pot that he had been longing for.
Zhou Yang looked at her gently from the side, picking up food for her from time to time.
After having a full meal and a drink, Shu Miao rubbed his round belly, leaned lazily on the sofa, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
I exclaimed sincerely, "It has to be Aunt Wang's craftsmanship, it's really unique!"
Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows without comment, reached out and pulled her into his arms, letting her lie in the most comfortable position to digest the food.
But he couldn't help but scold her, "Auntie Wang won't run away. If you don't have enough, just ask her to make it tomorrow. What if you get sick from eating too much?"
Maybe it was because he ate too much, but Shu Miao felt that the Ge You-like lying posture he usually used to digest food was not as comfortable anymore.
So she immediately moved down and lay directly on his legs.
Phew, I finally feel comfortable.
But after lying down for a while, he started yawning again.
Zhou Yang paused while trimming her hair and chuckled helplessly, "It seems like you did get up early today."
Otherwise, even a two-hour nap wouldn’t be enough to make up for the lack of energy.
Shu Miao grabbed his hand, pressed it against her warm face, and mumbled incoherently.
"It's okay. Huh? Why are your hands so cold?" It's quite comfortable.
Zhou Yang looked at her flushed face, scratched her delicate nose, and teased her without hesitation.
"What are you talking about? They say that old duck soup is made with wine and you can't drink too much, but you still don't believe it. Now you know how powerful it is, don't you?"
I don't know if Shu Miao heard it clearly, but after warming up his hand, he immediately groped for his other hand.
What else could Zhou Yang do?
Naturally, he took the initiative to extend his hand, cupping her rosy face and stroking it.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's gentle and peaceful sleeping face, with the corners of his lips raised high, and the intoxicating tenderness and tenderness in his eyes were not concealed at all.
He pulled the blanket from the sofa and carefully wrapped her tightly.
He put his hands behind his head and leaned back on the sofa, his eyes still fixed on her.
I don’t know how much time passed, but when Shu Miao regained consciousness, he was awakened by the pain in his neck.
"Hiss~" She rubbed her stiff neck and couldn't help but take a breath.
Zhou Yang was suddenly awakened and sat up straight immediately.
Noticing her abnormality, he quickly reached out and lifted her head, frowning in annoyance.
"I'm sorry, I forgot while I was sleeping."
Damn it! How could he have fallen asleep?
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