Jiang Cheng was so frightened that his whole body froze.
With his arms still on the bed, he waited for a while.
Only after making sure that Shen Zhiyi was still asleep did he carefully pick up the clothes on the ground, hurriedly put them on, opened the door and went out.
He rushed straight to the sink, turned on the faucet and put his head under it.
Zhou Ping heard the noise in the side room and came out wearing a coat and leaning on a cane.
"Chengcheng, are you awake?"
"Um."
Jiang Cheng washed his face with water again before he could barely calm down.
Turning around, water was still dripping down his sharp jaw.
"Why are you awake so early? Where's Ziqian? Is he still asleep?"
Zhou Ping walked over slowly and said with a smile, "Don't mention it. The child was exhausted yesterday and even snored at night. He's sleeping soundly now!"
"Are you feeling well?"
"Hey, when Zhiyi brought you back yesterday, you reeked of alcohol!"
"...Yeah, it's okay." Jiang Cheng's tone was a little awkward, "Ziqian is tired, let him sleep a little longer."
"I have to take Shen Zhiyi back to Nanying in a while, so don't bother the child."
"Okay. Then remember to wake Zhiyi up so she doesn't delay things over there."
Zhou Ping gave some instructions and pretended to turn around and go back to the house.
"Then Mom will leave you alone. My waist is a little sore. Go lie down for a while."
It’s so early in the morning, and if the noise is too loud, it will wake up the children.
"I know, Mom. Go and rest."
Jiang Cheng responded and then went back to the main house.
"Hmm? You're awake."
As soon as he opened the door, he came face to face with Shen Zhiyi.
The sun peeked out a little at the horizon.
The warm light hit Shen Zhiyi's fair and delicate face, and immediately Jiang Cheng stopped in his tracks and suddenly lost his mind.
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