Song Chen walked over, wiping his hair, and said with a smile: "Didn't I tell you to go to bed first? How come you forgot to lie down?"
Lin Lu heard the voice, looked up at the man, and then patted the seat next to him: "Come to sleep."
Song Chen: "You missed me so much." He threw the towel on the bedside table, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her, chuckling and hugging her in his arms.
He had just come out of the bathroom, so his body temperature was inevitably lower than Lin Lu's. Lin Lu felt the chill and shrank his neck.
Song Chen was helpless: "You waited for me for so long because you wanted to talk to me, why don't you stay close to me?"
Lin Lu: "It's cold." His voice was soft and crisp.
Song Chen: "You waited so long to ask me something, but you only care about whether I've eaten or if my throat hurts?"
Lin Lu: "I want to ask how much money you made today?"
In fact, I am just used to sleeping with someone else. Although I can fall asleep alone, I always feel uneasy and wake up easily.
Song Chen: "We made a lot of money, with a net profit of over 30,000 yuan."
Lin Lu woke up, shocked. This... this... is a huge profit.
Net profit of more than 30,000 a day?
"Boss Song is really amazing."
Song Chen thought of her gradually expanding cram school: "Teacher Lin, you are not bad either."
Lin Lu: "Okay, let's stop praising each other and go to bed. You have a lot to do tomorrow. Oh, and don't forget to pick up Xiaobei. How about you come back and pick me up first, and then we can go pick him up together."
The family had originally planned to go to Kyoto to spend the New Year with him, but because the supermarket opened in the next two days, plans could not keep up with changes. Song Chen could not leave, so he reimbursed his son's plane ticket and let him fly back.
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