Li Yi cupped her face in his hands, kissed her forehead, and asked with concern, "Does it still hurt?"
Zhang Yifei nodded and said, "Yes, it still hurts a little."
Li Yi said apologetically, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have done it a second time. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in pain today."
Zhang Yifei said, "Brother, it's okay. For you, Feifei isn't afraid of pain."
Li Yi hugged her tightly; Zhang Yifei was so sensible.
"Let's go have breakfast."
"OK!"
After getting dressed, the two walked out of the room hand in hand.
The hotel restaurant is on the second floor, and the accommodation includes a buffet breakfast, which includes steamed buns and fried dough sticks, soy milk and porridge, fresh fruit, freshly ground coffee and a variety of breads and pastries.
Zhang Yifei and Li Yi chose a table by the window. The morning light shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the table, and the golden glow intertwined with the soft lighting to create a warm and romantic atmosphere.
They went to the buffet area, and after two intimate encounters the night before, they were both starving.
Zhang Yifei was first attracted by the steaming hot buns and fried dough sticks. The golden and crispy fried dough sticks emitted an enticing aroma, and paired with a bite of tender and juicy buns, it was simply a perfect match.
She couldn't resist taking a few items and putting them on a plate, then turned to look at the soy milk and porridge section not far away.
While selecting food for himself, Li Yi kept an eye on Zhang Yifei.
Knowing that Zhang Yifei had a particular fondness for sweets, he specially selected several exquisite cakes and desserts.
Zhang Yifei took a bite of the steamed bun, nodded with satisfaction, and then took the soy milk that Li Yi handed her, sipping it slowly.
Li Yi watched her quietly from the side, occasionally wiping the crumbs from the corner of her mouth. Their actions were natural and intimate, making others envious.
As the two were eating, Zhang Yifei's phone suddenly rang.
When she looked, she saw that it was her mother, Yang Luoxia, calling.
"Feifei, where are you? Why didn't you come home last night? Feifei!" Yang Luoxia's anxious voice came from the phone, with a hint of crying.
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