Until she was the only one left in the room.
Song Yiyi tried hard to open her eyes and walked out slowly.
As soon as you leave the room.
She crashed into Cen Yue's arms.
Cen Yue stood there without moving and just helped her up.
Song Yiyi raised her bright eyes and spoke softly, "What's wrong?"
She thought he came to get something.
Cen Yue pursed his lips tightly, "Where are you going?"
Song Yiyi raised her face and said, "Wash your face and change your clothes."
Even with the plastic hairpin on her head, she couldn't sleep and her scalp was sore from being pulled.
There was still makeup on her face, and it was a bit sticky.
After Song Yiyi finished speaking, she walked around Cen Yue and went to the bathroom.
When she stood in front of the mirror, Song Yiyi found that Cen Yue was still following her, and her sleepy brain suddenly became clearer.
Song Yiyi turned around warily, her face full of alertness.
Cen Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you afraid of?"
Without waiting for Song Yiyi to answer, he leaned closer and raised his hand to help her take off the plastic hairband little by little.
Then came the necklace and earrings.
Finally, there is the pair of gold bracelets and watch.
Song Yiyi suddenly fell silent.
Why doesn't she understand what it means to learn from your mistakes?
Maybe I was too sleepy and my brain was on strike.
At that moment, Song Yiyi actually thought that Cen Yue felt sorry for her.
It's more like he just feels sorry for the gold.
After Cen Yue finished all this, he looked at Song Yiyi and said, "I'm going out to drink with them. Remember to lock the door when you return to your room."
Song Yiyi pursed her lips and said, "Okay."
There's no one else here.
The uneasiness she felt in the unfamiliar environment disappeared completely.
Song Yiyi came out after washing up.
I found that the door of the main room was closed from the outside, blocking out the noise of drinking.
The bed sheets in the room were also changed.
Song Yiyi originally planned to change it.
There were too many people coming today, and she was not used to lying on the sheets that others had sat on.
After the curtains were drawn, the fan shook its head slowly.
The temperature in the room also dropped.
The jewelry that Cen Yue took from her was neatly placed on the dressing table.
Song Yiyi changed her clothes and fell into a deep sleep.
She didn't lock the door.
Thinking that if they finished drinking and Cen Yue wanted to come back to sleep, there would be no need to knock on the door to wake her up.
Song Yiyi stared at the unfamiliar room for two seconds in confusion. After she came to her senses, she picked up her watch to check the time.
6:30 pm.
She got out of bed and walked out of the room, and saw someone in the main room at a glance.
There was a rattan chair in the corner of the main room, and Cen Yue was leaning lazily on it with a book covering his face.
He had changed into casual clothes, his long legs stretched out casually, with one hand hanging outside the rattan chair.
Seems to be asleep.
Song Yiyi didn't bother him and walked out.
She found that there were traces of sweeping inside and outside the house, and the table was spotless.
Even the smell of alcohol and food dissipated.
Song Yiyi had just stretched when a low and hoarse voice came from behind her.
"Are you awake?"
Song Yiyi turned her head and met Cen Yue's unclear eyes.
He took the book down and put it on his body, lying in the rattan chair without getting up, looking lazy.
Song Yiyi nodded and was just about to say a few polite words to Cen Yue, telling him to go back to his room and sleep if he was tired.
When there were only two of them left, Song Yiyi felt a little embarrassed.
They are not in a relationship where they will get married after dating.
They are not that familiar with each other.
But this brief politeness was ruthlessly shattered by someone before it could spread.
Cen Yue said quietly, "Go cook when you wake up. You're such a sleepyhead. I've been waiting for you for an hour."
Suddenly.
Song Yiyi was struck by lightning.
She widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe it, and staggered back two steps.
He raised his hand and pointed at himself and said, "You waited for me for an hour, just for me to get up and cook for you?"
Cen Yue raised his eyelids and glanced at her lazily, "What else? Didn't we agree that I married a wife just to eat and sleep together?"
That's understandable.
Cen Yue only said that they would eat together, but didn't say who would cook.
Song Yiyi closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eye sockets were instantly red, and the mist gathered in them was about to fall off.
She tried to impress him by looking miserable.
Cen Yue looked at her calmly, raised his eyebrows and said, "You can do it even if you cry."
Song Yiyi: “…”
This person is very difficult to deal with and refuses to be persuaded.
She resigned herself to her fate and went into the kitchen, where she found some instant noodles and cooked two bowls of fried egg noodles.
When the noodles were served on the table, Song Yiyi said respectfully, "Master Cen, it's time to eat."
Only then did Cen Yue slowly stand up from the rattan chair and walk towards the square table.
When his eyes fell on the white noodles.
There was an inevitable pause.
While Cen Yue was stunned, Song Yiyi had already taken one of the bowls and started eating.
Song Yiyi watched Cen Yue sit down, then she took out the two fried eggs at the bottom of her bowl and took a bite of each.
Both round fried eggs have small crescent shapes.
Cen Yue frowned slightly, picked up the chopsticks and stirred his noodles, almost laughing out of anger.
"Song Yiyi, I don't have any eggs?"
No eggs, no problem.
There is only one green vegetable.
In her own bowl, there were two fried eggs, various vegetables, and even braised beef buried at the bottom.
The braised beef was leftover from the banquet, so Cen Yue asked the chef to put it in the refrigerator.
Song Yiyi buried her head in her food, and only looked up after hearing this and said, "Originally, this bowl was meant for you, but my hand slipped and threw a handful of chopped green onions in, so you can only make do with it yourself."
She shrugged complacently.
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