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"Good boy, good boy?"
Song Shengsheng heard Jiang Yiyu calling her in a daze. She forced her tired eyes open and looked at him with a somewhat distracted expression, with tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes that had not yet fallen.
Jiang Yiyu gently kissed the corner of her eye and whispered in her ear, "Go to sleep later. The game isn't over yet."
Song Shengsheng sighed weakly and patted his shoulder lightly: "You're almost there. Don't act like there won't be a next time."
"When is the next time?"
"Next time is next time. How can I answer you? I can't answer." Song Shengsheng's mind was in a mess at the moment. His brain seemed to have stopped. He answered Jiang Yiyu with his consciousness. His mouth was running in front and his brain was chasing behind: "I feel like I'm dying. I really can't play with you anymore. Why don't you play by yourself for a while."
"How can I play this game for two people by myself? Can you teach me?"
"You can play the same way you did when I wasn't around. Anyway, I can't risk my life to accompany you today, so please let me go."
"Your physical fitness is average. It's only been a few rounds, and you're already like this?"
"Brother, I feel like it's almost dawn now, and you're still so energetic. Is this normal? Why don't we go to the hospital tomorrow?" Song Shengsheng patted his face gently: "I'm really worried about you when you're like this."
Jiang Yiyu smiled, picked her up from the bed, walked to the window and opened the curtains: "Since you said it's almost dawn, let's wait for the sunrise together."
Song Shengsheng looked back at him and asked, "Are you crazy?"
"On the 18th floor, there are no houses across the street, no one can see us, we can..."
He let Song Shengsheng stand on the ground, then twisted her shoulders and made her face the window. Then he approached her step by step, trapping her between the French window and his arms, and said in a seductive voice, "We can wait for the sunrise slowly."
Song Shengsheng looked at the shadows of herself and Jiang Yiyu reflected on the window. She felt shy for a moment and tried to break free and escape, but she couldn't escape and was dragged into the abyss again...
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The sky was turning pale and the rosy glow was gradually emerging. Jiang Yiyu was holding Song Shengsheng and sitting on the ground with his back against the bed.
He looked into the distance, his fingers gently twirling a strand of her long hair, his voice contented, affectionate and lazy: "Good morning, dear."
Song Shengsheng ignored him, turned around and buried her face in his arms.
Jiang Yiyu smiled with satisfaction, stroked her back gently, and continued to watch the sunrise quietly. After a long time, the sky was completely bright, and the person in his arms fell asleep with steady breathing.
He slowly stood up holding Song Shengsheng and walked into the bathroom. After taking a shower, he carefully put her on the bed and tucked the quilt for her. He lay on his side, looking at her quietly and gently. He reached out and gently traced her eyebrows with his fingers. Finally, he leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
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Perhaps because she had stayed up all night, Song Shengsheng slept particularly deeply. When she woke up, it was already noon.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she habitually reached out and touched the place beside her. Seeing that Jiang Yiyu was not there, she turned over again, stayed in bed for a while, and then got up.
After washing up and leaving the bedroom, she smelled the aroma of tea eggs. Following the scent, she walked to the dining room and sat down. She turned her head to glance at Jiang Yiyu who was still busy in the kitchen. Afraid that he didn't hear her, she coughed a few times and deliberately said loudly in her hoarse voice: "Ah! Whose snail girl is making delicious food for me! It can't be from my family."
Jiang Yiyu smiled, turned around to glance at her, and nodded in agreement, saying exaggeratedly: "Yes, who is so lucky to get such an outstanding snail girl like me."
Song Shengsheng swung her feet, leaned on the table, picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the glass: "Miss Snail, I'm hungry."
"It will be fine in a moment, don't worry."
Song Shengsheng was deliberately playing tricks, and she tapped the cup even faster: "I'm hungry! Is there anyone who cares?"
Jiang Yiyu shook his head helplessly and dotingly, listening to her continue: "If no one cares, I will make a scene! I really will make a scene!"
Jiang Yiyu put on scald-proof gloves, opened the lid of the porridge pot, took a spoon and stirred it gently. After confirming that the rice was cooked, he turned off the fire, served Song Shengsheng a bowl of porridge, and scooped out two tea eggs. Then he walked out and placed them in front of her.
Song Shengsheng sat up straight, looked at the steam rising from the bowl of porridge, and then glanced at Jiang Yiyu who had just sat down opposite her.
Jiang Yiyu poured her a glass of water and pushed it in front of her: "Why are you looking at me? Are you looking at me to see if I can eat enough?"
"hot."
Jiang Yiyu laughed and said, "If it's hot, just blow on it. If you tell me it's hot, will the porridge get cold?"
"tired."
"You want me to feed you?"
Song Shengsheng nodded: "Is it okay?"
Jiang Yi Yu took a sip of water and hummed, "Of course, you can just ask for this directly. I'm happy to serve the princess." He reached out and took the bowl of porridge in front of Song Shengsheng, stirred the porridge with a spoon, scooped a spoonful, blew it to his lips, and fed it to Song Shengsheng.
Song Shengsheng leaned over and took a sip, then frowned: "Why don't you sit next to me? It feels inconvenient like this."
Jiang Yiyu hummed, stood up, walked around the table, sat down next to her, and slowly fed her porridge one spoonful at a time.
"Is it tasty?"
"Not bad." Song Shengsheng lowered his eyes to glance at the tea eggs still lying on the plate, and winked at Jiang Yiyu: "I want to eat something salty."
Jiang Yiyu understood, put down the bowl of porridge, peeled an egg and handed it to her. Song Shengsheng took a bite and said vaguely, "What time did you get up? This tea egg is really delicious."
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