Di Rongrong asked, "He hasn't had any performances recently, has he?"
"It's a notice. Mr. Di agreed to be a guest on a variety show a month ago. The recording of the show will start at 1:00 p.m. today. He cannot be late. Sorry to trouble you, Ms. Di." After saying that, the butler turned around and went downstairs silently.
Di Rongrong looked at Shen Yubei’s door and couldn’t help laughing.
She could have explained to the housekeeper that she and Shen Yubei slept separately last night, but the housekeeper misunderstood, and Di Rongrong let him misunderstand. She wished that everyone in the world would misunderstand.
Di Rongrong stood at the door, thinking: The housekeeper asked me to wake up Shen Yubei on his behalf, but I didn’t break in without permission.
Thinking of this, Di Rongrong felt confident and pushed open the door.
Shen Yubei's home is decorated in a log forest style. His master bedroom is furnished with a simple solid wood bed made of logs. The bedposts are curved in an original shape, and each bedpost is as thick as her calf.
When Shen Yubei was sleeping, his posture was unexpectedly cute, with his hands placed obediently on his chest, his mouth slightly open, and he was snoring softly.
Di Rongrong stood by the bed, staring at Shen Yubei for a while before reaching out and pushing him.
Shen Yubei thought it was the housekeeper, so he covered his head and face with a thin blanket and said, “Don’t call me, sleep for another five minutes.”
Di Rongrong said, "If you sleep any longer you'll be late."
Shen Yubei realized that something was wrong.
He pulled off the thin blanket and opened his eyes to see Di Rongrong's face. Shen Yubei blinked, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, sat up very calmly, and said, "Why are you in my room?"
Di Rongrong answered honestly: "The housekeeper asked me to wake you up."
Shen Yubei had just woken up, his mind still a little fuzzy, when he heard Di Rongrong say again: "He thought we slept last night."
A slight blush appeared on Shen Yubei's face.
"Okay, I'm up."
Shen Yubei went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, and while doing so, he secretly stared at Di Rongrong. Although Shen Yubei was not fat, men's frames were naturally wider than women's. The clothes that seemed to be close fitting to Shen Yubei looked too big on Di Rongrong.
Di Rongrong's waist is very thin, and the waist of Shen Yubei's pajamas is relatively wide. When she wears them, they seem to be falling off. Di Rongrong keeps pulling them with her hands.
Shen Yubei didn't dare to look at it too much, because if he looked at it too much, he would have a reaction.
After breakfast, Di Rongrong got up and said goodbye. When she left, she deliberately left a pair of her earrings at Shen Yubei's house. If she didn't forget something, how could she have a reason to come to his house next time?
As soon as Di Rongrong left, the servant went upstairs to clean the room.
A moment later, the servant came down, holding a pair of exquisite ladies’ earrings in his hands, walked to Shen Yubei, and said, “Mr. Shen, Ms. Di’s earrings fell on the bedside table.”
Shen Yubei said: “Put it here.”
The servant then placed the pair of earrings on the corner table next to Shen Yubei.
When Shen Yubei went upstairs to change clothes, he put on the earrings.
When he reached the door of the master bedroom, Shen Yubei paused. He took out the earrings from his pocket, thought for a moment, then walked into the guest bedroom and placed the earrings on the bedside table.
It was as if the earrings had always been there and had never been discovered by anyone.
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"Song Song, how about this dress? I think it suits you very well." Alan picked out a peach pink long dress. The loose large skirt is very suitable for pregnant women, especially for expectant mothers like Song Ci who have a belly that is six or seven months pregnant.
Song Ci was used to wearing bright reds and purples, so when faced with such a tender pink dress, she was a little hesitant. "My skin seems to be a little dull lately. I'm afraid this color won't be easy to pull off."
"It's all an illusion!" Allen stared at Song Ci's beautiful, white face and said, "Your skin is in great condition. You've gained a little weight recently. Let your curly hair down and use bangs to shape your face. You'll be the most beautiful pregnant mother."
Song Ci also knew that she had gained weight, but she was now pregnant with two children, so she didn't dare to go on a diet. She could only consider losing weight after giving birth.
"Let me try."
Alan asked his female assistant to follow Song Ci into the locker room.
When changing clothes, the female assistant noticed a kiss mark on Song Ci's back. She thought to herself: Mr. Han and Mrs. Han have a really good relationship. They are still so passionate even when she is pregnant.
Last night, when they were infatuated, Han Zhan couldn't help but leave some marks on Song Ci's back. Han Zhan especially liked the feeling of Song Ci wearing beautiful clothes, but with his marks hidden on her fair skin underneath.
Just thinking about it makes my whole body numb and I feel satisfied both physically and mentally.
As for Song Ci, she had long forgotten Han Zhan's behavior last night, so she didn't know there were marks on her back. If she knew, she wouldn't ask others for help.
After changing into the skirt, Song Ci walked to the mirror and looked at herself. Seeing that the skirt looked pretty good on her, she said to Allen, "I'll wear it tomorrow night."
"Okay." Allen stared at Song Ci for a few seconds, and suddenly asked her: "Song Song, do you have those exaggerated earrings, preferably dark purple or blue."
Song Ci said, "Yes, Han Zhan gave me a set of sapphire jewelry today." Song Ci had taken a photo of the jewelry set before, and she handed it to Allen to take a look. Allen said, "This is it, it's quite suitable."
"Okay, then I'll go back first."
"Well, okay, I'll come to your house tomorrow at noon to put on your makeup."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Song Ci left Allen's styling studio and called Song Fei. "Where are you?"
Song Fei said, "Archery."
Song Fei goes to the Internet Monitoring Brigade to provide technical guidance every Tuesday and Friday. Usually, she is either at the archery hall or at home.
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