Song Yiyi raised her hand and waved it in front of Cen Yue.
He still didn't speak or move.
Song Yiyi waited for two seconds, then tilted her head and got closer to take a closer look.
Only then did she realize that Cen Yue had fallen asleep.
Fell asleep...
Fell asleep again...
His eyes were closed, and his thick eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under his eyelids.
Breathing is steady and smooth.
Song Yiyi fell back onto the pillow helplessly.
This person...has good sleep quality!
She seemed to be thinking, when Cen Yue said about sleeping together, could he really mean sleeping in the same bed?
It shouldn't be the case. He is not a fool.
I was lost in thought for a while.
Song Yiyi suddenly discovered that when she was alone with Cen Yue, her mind was always filled with random thoughts.
She didn't want to admit that she had a heart of gold.
It must be that the thing is like a knife hanging over her head all the time, which is why she cares so much about it.
After all, we have fulfilled our promise of 'eating together'.
The remaining half will have to be done sooner or later.
Who made her a person who never made promises?
Cen Yue lay beside him neatly, as if he had never slept before. There was even a distance between them.
That night Song Yiyi had a dream.
In the dream, she was very cruel. She took out a hemp rope and tied up Cen Yue's hands and feet, shouting, "Behave yourself!"
Cen Yue wanted to resist, but it seemed as if all his strength had been drained from him. He fell limply to the ground with his lips turning pale.
The surrounding environment is messy.
It's full of weeds and rocks.
There was the sound of water, and even faintly familiar shouts.
She lunged towards Cen Yue, who used up his last bit of strength to strangle her neck...
Song Yiyi was awakened by a fright.
After waking up, I could see Cen Yue's cold and piercing eyes in my dream clearly.
The dream was too real, no different from the real thing.
I get chills just thinking about it.
How could I have such a shameless dream!
Song Yiyi swears that she is not that kind of person at all, okay?!
This dream is inexplicable.
She turned her head carefully and found that the person next to her was empty.
"Meow."
There was a sound of clamps under the bed.
Song Yiyi lay down and saw that Cen Yue had actually laid a mat for Dazhuang in the corner of the room.
It is making love at this moment.
He stretched his head and body, with his paws stretched straight.
After stretching, he lay back down.
"Da Zhuang, come here."
Song Yiyi reached out and patted it, then called out to it.
She also fantasized that Dazhuang would come over and rub his head against her hand.
As a result, the little fat man didn't even raise his head.
Steady footsteps were heard at the door.
Song Yiyi just lay there, lazily tilting her head to look towards the door.
Cen Yue walked in and said, "Get up when you wake up."
The pair of narrow eyes staring at her were the same as in her dream, but the look was completely different.
Song Yiyi said "Oh".
Thinking of that incredibly real dream, a trace of guilt flashed across her face.
There is no sun today, the sky is gray and the air is very hot and humid.
After dinner, the two packed their things and set off.
This time it was Cen Yue who rode the bike, and a cushion was tied to the back seat.
Song Yiyi was just about to praise Cen Yue for being attentive when she heard him say, "Be careful when you sit on it. I'll need it next time, so don't break it. You're too slow to ride up the mountain, so I'll take it."
“…”
Cen Yue deserves it for not having a wife even though he’s almost thirty!
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