Chapter 107 Sleeping on the Sofa

Sheng Ting's eyes were dark. He pulled her aside and asked, "Where are you going?"

Although her apartment has two bedrooms, the other one is not furnished at all and cannot be used for sleeping.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

The man was silent for a few seconds, and his eyes became darker as he looked at her. "Why do you sleep separately?"

"Not welcoming me?"

Being stared at by his dark and serious eyes, Hatsushimo said seriously: "My bed is a single bed. Sleeping together will affect the quality of sleep. You work hard, so you should sleep in the bedroom."

Hatsushimo smiled and said, "Good night."

Just as she turned to leave, she felt a force on her lower back. In a flash, she was dragged to the bed.

Looking into the man's eyes closely, her eyelashes fluttered. "What are you doing?"

Her current posture is with her hands on his sides, her whole body covering him. From her perspective, the collar of the man's yukata is slightly open, revealing his collarbone clearly.

"You really don't want to sleep with me?"

Sheng Ting's voice was lower than usual, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, casting some shadows on her eyelids, making her look a little...

lonely?

It's strange to see such an expression on his face.

It must be an illusion.

Chu Shuang thought of Sheng Yao's earnest words, cleared her throat, and said righteously: "It really can't sleep with two people. It affects the quality of sleep."

Sheng Ting looked at her for a few seconds and went to get her quilt.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

He gave up his bed, said "You sleep in the bedroom" and left the room.

Chu Shuang glanced at his back, forced herself to look away, and went to bed.

The sofa outside is a bit small, and he is so tall, I don’t know if he can straighten his legs.

I have to roll down every time I turn over. I don’t know if the quilt is warm enough…

Although I looked calm and slept with my eyes closed, I was always thinking about the person outside.

The minute hand on the wall turned a few times, Chu Shuang sighed slowly and got out of bed.

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door opening, the person on the sofa raised his head, and his eyes brightened slightly.

"Well," Chu Shuang leaned against the wall and looked at the man's situation. This was probably the first time he slept on a sofa in his life. "If the sofa is uncomfortable to sleep on, why don't you stay in a hotel? There is a hotel next door, and the service level is pretty good."

Sheng Ting's eyes dimmed unconsciously. He pulled the quilt and went back to sleep. "No, the sofa is fine."

After staring at him for a moment, Chu Shuang nodded, "Okay, whatever you like."

Then the bedroom door closed with a click.

In the middle of the night, the person on the sofa tossed and turned for the nth time and couldn't sleep, so he threw off the quilt and got up to drink some water.

Holding the cool glass, Sheng Ting looked towards the closed bedroom door, thought for a moment, and walked over.

The people in the room had already fallen asleep, and some light from the living room leaked into the bedroom. Her face was particularly three-dimensional and eye-catching in the dim light.

Her beautiful hair was piled up in the clavicle, she slept peacefully, but the quilt was not properly covered, and her slender waist and perfect curves were revealed.

Her pajamas were a two-piece style, with the hem of the top rolled up, revealing a bit of her fair skin.

After staring for two seconds, the man's eyes were deep and his mouth was slightly dry.

Walking over and pulling the quilt for her, Sheng Ting lifted the black hair from her face and pursed his thin lips into a line.

He gently stroked her lips with his fingertips, and suddenly lowered his head, finally touching the softness he wished for.

Just by kissing her for a few seconds, my heart started to beat uncontrollably.

He suppressed his restlessness, slowly left the gentle place, and walked out of the room quietly.

…

The next day, Chu Shuang got up and just went out, she saw Sheng Ting setting up breakfast.

She paused, "Did you order it?"

She doesn't have any ingredients here, so it couldn't have been made by him.

There was a faint blue-gray under Sheng Ting's eyes, but he looked very energetic, dressed in a suit and tie, and looked refreshed in the morning.

"Yes, let's have breakfast first."

The breakfast was quiet and didn't take much time. We went downstairs together and said goodbye politely as we went our separate ways to work.

Sheng Ting got in the car that came to pick him up, while Chu Shuang rode an electric donkey, and the two went their separate ways.

Hatsushimo didn't receive any message from him the whole day at the company. He didn't ask her if she wanted to go back to Qingyu Garden today until she got off work.

Yesterday I even remembered to ask her when she would get off work and whether she would come home for dinner, but today there was no message at all.

Chu Shuang pursed her thin lips tightly. As expected, she went to her place to show her presence yesterday when she had time, but went back to her previous routine today when she was busy.

He really grasped the essence of controlling people.

It looks like she will stay in this studio apartment for a while longer.

As Hatsushimo was riding his bike, he thought, why not bring Hamster and Bubble here some other time?

When I got back to the apartment and opened the door, a smell of meat hit my nose.

She looked carefully and saw that the man, who had returned at some point, was cooking in the open kitchen.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his arms, revealing the veins on his forearms. He did not take off his watch, and his extremely thin waist and long legs were truly eye-catching.

This is how a man cooks.

His movements were methodical and his expression focused. The dishes on the table were presented beautifully and delicately, making him look like an international gourmet who had won a big award at a young age.

Hearing her coming back, Sheng Ting glanced sideways, "You're back?"

Hatsushimo walked in slowly. "How did you get in?"

He obviously doesn't have the key.

"I saw there were extra keys on your key ring last night and took one away."

Sheng Ting looked calm, "Are you hungry? Go wash your hands first. You can eat first. There is only one dish here."

Glancing at the pineapple rice on the table, Chu Shuang pursed her lips and said, "Okay."

After washing her hands, she just sat down at the dining table and Sheng Ting had already brought her a spoon.

"Try it."

This pineapple rice is so good-looking that you can just take a photo of it and use it as a restaurant menu picture.

The taste is rich at first bite, with the sour and sweet refreshing taste of pineapple and the delicate meaty aroma of ham and bacon. The rice grains are distinct and full and sweet.

"And this," he took a small bowl and served her soup, "cream of mushroom soup in puff pastry."

After drinking a sip of Chu Shuang, my eyes widened, but luckily I was able to control my expression.

“Is it delicious?”

"not bad."

While Sheng Ting was preparing the last dish, Chu Shuang tried the other two dishes: braised abalone with red pork and grilled steak. They were so delicious that she felt that he would make a fortune if he opened a restaurant.

He is clearly a professional. The food is cooked to perfection, and the presentation and decoration are perfect. It looks great and tastes great.

He had made it once before and it was delicious, but it wasn't as detailed and ceremonial as this one. You can tell he put a lot of effort into it.

Chu Shuang put her hands on the table and looked secretly at the man.

He has to buy the ingredients to make these things, which takes a lot of time.

She even found a ceramic soup pot, a juicer and an oven in the kitchen, as well as some fancy dishes.

He even bought some kitchen utensils.