After washing her hands and dawdling for a while, she sat down opposite Cen Yue, raised her eyes and asked Cen Yue, "Are you going to bed this evening?"
It’s not impossible.
But this is a military base after all, and the house still belongs to Gu Chengze.
Song Yiyi wondered whether to change places.
I couldn’t think of where to go for a while.
Cen Yueqian was drinking water slowly and almost choked when he heard this.
Song Yiyi frantically looked for a handkerchief for him, then stood up and patted his back to help him calm down.
Cen Yue blushed, which was rare for him.
Song Yiyi just thought he was coughing.
Her clear eyes were filled with worry: "Chief, are you okay?"
Cen Yue glanced at her uncomfortably, then quickly looked away and coughed twice, "No."
Song Yiyi nodded, took a long breath and said, "Then let's do it."
Pause.
She continued, "Commander, Uncle Gu said the other day that he'd given you a room? Why don't we sleep there tonight?"
Song Yiyi mentioned the word "sleep" every three sentences.
He said such outrageous words with such a serious expression.
Cen Yue looked up at her, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
Next second.
Cen Yue raised his hand and tapped her on the head.
Song Yiyi was caught off guard by the attack.
She covered her head, her eyes filled with tears, and she glared at Cen Yue resentfully.
"Commander, let me make it clear that my willingness to marry you and to be your proper husband and wife does not mean I am willing to satisfy your unusual fetishes."
Cen Yue has already knocked her twice!
If she keeps going on like this, she will become a complete idiot.
Cen Yue likes silly wives, but she doesn’t want to be one!
Song Yiyi had serious doubts.
Cen Yue also has strange hobbies in some aspects.
From what she had seen online and heard among her friends, she had come to know that there was a certain group of people who always did things that made them happy when they saw others suffer.
But Song Yiyi will not satisfy Cen Yue.
She's not a pervert.
Cen Yue was so angry that he almost laughed. He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Song Yiyi's head again.
As if he was still not satisfied, he put his hand back up again after retracting it.
Song Yiyi is about to become furious.
His black hair became messy.
Song Yiyi was speechless. Taking advantage of the moment when Cen Yue stopped, she quickly took two steps back.
She was just about to fix her hair herself.
Then Cen Yue waved to her, "Come here."
Song Yiyi looked alert and stood there without moving.
Cen Yue raised his eyelids and knocked on the square table twice slowly.
Song Yiyi followed his gaze.
It's a red envelope and a stack of big unity.
Song Yiyi's eyes lit up.
She quickly walked up to Cen Yue and picked up the money and the red envelope. Her tone was filled with excitement, "This is the 800 yuan the Cen family gave me as compensation, and the red envelope from Uncle Gu?"
That night, when Song Yiyi returned home from the social gathering, she realized that she should have received half of the red envelope given by Uncle Gu!
Cen Yue answered the call for her.
She was also thinking about when she would meet Cen Yue and mention it.
Cen Yue took it himself.
Song Yiyi lowered her head defenselessly, opened the red paper, and counted the money carefully.
"Commander, we'll each take half. I'll give you your share."
No wonder she is greedy for money.
Song Yiyi is currently unemployed, and she is not worried because she has money in her hands.
When has she ever been so poor?
Cen Yue followed her and reached out to help Song Yiyi tidy up her messy hair bit by bit.
Wait until Song Yiyi counts the money.
As soon as she looked up, she met Cen Yue's burning gaze.
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