"If you say it again, I'll take it seriously."
"What's the point of you taking it seriously? You can only sleep on your back now, and you have to use a wheelchair to go out. Brother Yi Yu, you are still at my mercy." She patted Jiang Yi Yu's cheek, stood up and sighed: "Stop talking nonsense, no one is urging you, you can slowly build up your mind."
“I have nothing to build on.”
Song Shengsheng ignored him. She took out a steam eye mask from the drawer of the bedside table, tore it open and put it on Jiang Yiyu. Then she walked around the end of the bed and lay down on her side. She covered herself with the quilt and turned off the desk lamp. "Okay, go to sleep."
After a moment of silence, Jiang Yiyu tentatively moved his hand towards her, hooked her little finger, and shook it: "Are you asleep?"
Song Shengsheng hummed: "What's wrong?"
"Why not... give it a try."
Song Shengsheng took his hand and squeezed it: "I asked you to sleep, and all you can think about is this?"
"Well, do you want to try it?"
"I won't try. There's nothing at home. I won't take any risks."
"Oh, all right then."
"Go to sleep."
"good."
After a while of silence, Song Shengsheng just started to feel sleepy when she heard Jiang Yiyu call her again: "Be good."
"What's wrong?"
"Can you let me hold you while I sleep?"
Song Shengsheng sat up, pulled his arm away, leaned into his arms, and lay down with her head resting on his arm: "Is this okay?"
"Well, you have a really good temper."
Song Shengsheng raised her hand to cover his mouth: "Sleep."
Jiang Yiyu kissed her palm and nodded.
Just when Song Shengsheng thought she could sleep peacefully this time, Jiang Yiyu called her again.
Song Shengsheng was really annoyed: "What's wrong again?"
"Can you kiss me?"
Song Shengsheng opened his eyes and took off his eye mask: "I finally understand, you can't sleep well tonight, right?"
"Kiss me, please."
Song Shengsheng helplessly propped herself up with her arms and kissed him on the lips: "Is it ok?"
"Can you be serious?"
Song Shengsheng chuckled twice, gently lifted his chin, and kissed him. Jiang Yiyu raised his hand to hold the back of her head and pressed her towards him...
After a long time, Song Shengsheng leaned over him and covered his mouth with her hand. Jiang Yiyu kissed her palm and listened to her whisper in his ear: "Brother Yiyu, you have achieved your goal again."
But he was the one who was caught...
Song Shengsheng listened to his panting and sobbing...
He shuddered... He grasped her wrist with a trembling hand, then covered the back of her hand with his palm...
After a long while, Jiang Yiyu sighed happily and kissed her again...
Song Shengsheng's plan to get Jiang Yiyu to go to bed early failed as expected.
She just couldn't understand why Jiang Yiyu was so interested in this kind of meal replacement game that was just for comfort.
In the end, she was sleepy, and this person was still whispering in her ear, saying once again...
The next morning, the alarm clock rang three times before Song Shengsheng reached out to turn it off.
She rubbed her eyes, looked at the ceiling for a while, then turned to look at Jiang Yiyu. Jiang Yiyu was still asleep. He curled up his fingers and covered his eyes with the back of his hand.
Song Shengsheng lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to wash up, but as soon as she stood up, he grabbed her wrist: "Where are you going?"
"Wash up."
"Don't go, stay with me and sleep for a while." Jiang Yiyu pulled her back to his side and hugged her, then bent down and kissed the top of her head: "My dear, you said you would stay with me today."
"Well, go to sleep." She tilted her head back and kissed his chin, then buried her face in his arms, listened to his heartbeat, and closed her eyes again.
This time, she slept until noon. Song Shengsheng was woken up by hunger. She nudged Jiang Yiyu, who was still a little confused, and said, "Brother Yiyu, it's almost four o'clock."
Jiang Yiyu opened his eyes irritably, tilted his head, and hummed, "I'm not leaving today."
"You're angry again. Be careful, Sister Wenjing and Xiao Chen may come and arrest you soon."
"Hide me so they won't find me."
"I'm not hiding."
Song Shengsheng broke free from his embrace, sat up, and yawned while hugging the quilt: "If you are sleepy, go back to sleep. I'm going to get up."
Jiang Yiyu frowned and looked at her sleepily: "Can't you not get up?"
"I'm hungry, aren't you hungry?"
"Not hungry."
Song Shengsheng couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "You are amazing, I think you are about to become an immortal." She threw back the quilt and got out of bed: "The mortal has to go out to find food, the immortal can do whatever he wants."
After washing up, she tied an apron and went to the kitchen to boil eggs and fry steak. When she was mixing the salad, she heard Jiang Yiyu's footsteps. She picked up an uncut cherry tomato and handed it to him sideways. Jiang Yiyu lowered his head and took a bite of the cherry tomato. He put down the crutch in his hand against the cupboard, then leaned over and hugged Song Shengsheng's waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Song Shengsheng put the chopped tomatoes into the glass bowl and looked at him with a smile: "I can't support you, be careful not to fall."
"I'm standing still. I want to eat another one."
Song Shengsheng fed him another half piece: "I made it light today, you can eat it without worry."
"Well, dear, I'll make you a big meal when I come back next time."
"Okay, but only if you heal your wound first."
"It will be fine in two days."
"Stop bragging. You have long arms. Help me get the salad dressing from the condiment rack."
Jiang Yiyu stood up straight, holding Song Shengsheng in his arms. He leaned forward, one hand on the marble countertop, and the other hand stretched out to grab the salad dressing on the condiment rack: "It's not opened yet."
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