Walking out of Duan Zhuo's room, Zhimian's room is next door.

When Zhimian lived in the manor, he also lived here.

Zhuang Shulan seemed to have forgotten what Duan Zhuo said in the room just now, and only smiled at Zhimian: "Xiaojiu, then you should have a break early tonight. Originally, the uncle and aunt wanted to chat with you, but today is too late. Let's talk tomorrow. Anyway, we won't be too busy these days."

Duan Xiuyuan also said: "Yes, take a break early."

Zhimian nodded obediently: "Okay, uncles and aunts should also rest early, and uncles should also rest early."

Zhuang Jiarong said to her: "The servant has prepared you for changing clothes. If you have any needs, let me tell them."

"Um."

"Okay, go to bed."

After the three of them left, Zhimian returned to the room.

When she walked into the room, she suddenly fell on the bed, her face buried in the quilt, and she felt hot.

Woooooo what did Duan Zhuo do to her in front of them tonight...

Just now Duan Zhuo finished saying "Will you sleep with me tonight?" She wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it on the spot.

She must not let this person get drunk again next time!!

Zhuang Shulan and Duan Xiuyuan always thought that they both slept in separate rooms, even after moving to Xingjiaozhou alone. At that time, the two instructed Duan Zhuo that they could not do anything before getting married, especially Duan Xiuyuan, who was particularly strict in this regard.

Then Duan Zhuo said just now, can Zhuang Shulan and Duan Xiuyuan also guess that they had slept together before? They even thought they had already had that one?

It's finished qwq

Zhimian turned over, looked at the ceiling, and sighed sadly-

The next day, the hazy sunlight in the morning splashed into the room, and dust in the air slowly floated.

Zhimian shook his eyes slightly by the sun, turned over to face the window, and suddenly felt himself crawling into a warm embrace.

She opened her eyes in a daze and met a pair of dark eyes.

"Duan Zhuo?!"

The man turned sideways and half hugged her in his arms. Seeing her open eyes, he raised a smile on his eyebrows: "Is he willing to wake up finally?"

Zhimian was confused, "Why are you here..."

Didn’t he sleep in his own room last night?

"I woke up very early." After he woke up, he found that Zhimian was not by his side. He went to ask the servants and realized that Zhimian was in this room.

She asked: "I drank so much last night, will it be uncomfortable to wake up this morning?"

"Nothing is wrong."

Zhimian thought of last night, and felt ashamed and angry, and he angrily settled the accounts with him: "I won't care about you if you get drunk in the future."

She turned her back to him.

Duan Zhuo was a little confused, surrounded her from behind, his voice low and gentle: "What's wrong, unhappy?"

"snort……"

Duan Zhuo didn't know what happened. Seeing that she ignored him, he went to Zhimian's most sensitive auricle, and his tongue outlined and teased. Until her body trembled and made a moan, he laughed silently, "What happened?"

Zhimian pushed him and muttered: "Did you forget everything about last night?"

"What's up?"

"You've drunk it?"

Duan Zhuo was indeed drunk and he only remembered his parents when he got home. He no longer remembered what happened.

Zhimian had to repeat it to him. After hearing this, he hugged her tightly and laughed in a deep voice. Zhimian was surprised: "You can still laugh, what should I do if my uncle and aunt talk to you today?"

"What can we do? Can they still make things difficult for me?" he laughed, "And didn't we do nothing?"

"But uncles and aunts may misunderstand and get angry..."

"It's okay, I'll scold me if I want to scold them."

Zhimian was helpless and thought of something, and immediately called out a bell: "Go out quickly, it will be bad if they find out that you are here later, and I'm ready to get up too."

He held her hand and said, "I'll take you to wash."

“…”

Zhimian was amused and cried, and warned him a little seriously: "Go away quickly, otherwise I will ignore you today."

Duan Zhuo's eyebrows frowned and was kicked out of the room.

He closed the door and turned his head and saw Duan Xiuyuan just as he seemed to have just come out of the bedroom, and his meaningful gaze also fell on him.

Duan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, slightly closed his eyelashes, and walked towards him with his hands in his pockets.

When he arrived in front of him, he spoke in a gentle voice: "Dad."

Duan Xiuyuan looked at him lightly, "How did you sleep last night? Wake up so early?"

"Well, it's pretty good. Xiaojiu School has something to do today. I went to her room to wake her up." He said nonsense without changing his face.

Duan Xiuyuan nodded, "If you are still uncomfortable, let them make some sobering soup for you. Don't drink so much wine in the future."

"Okay." Duan Zhuo paused, "Dad, then I'll go downstairs first."

"You wait."

Duan Xiuyuan called him.

Duan Zhuo turned around, Duan Xiuyuan looked at him, his lips buzzed, and finally said, "I remembered wrongly, nothing is wrong, go down."

Duan Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, uttered, walked downstairs-

After fifteen minutes, Zhimian washed and put on his clothes, he walked out of the room.

She received a message from Duan Zhuo, saying that he was downstairs, so she walked downstairs.

When she arrived at the restaurant, she heard the voice of conversation and looked inside. Duan Zhuo, Duan Xiuyuan and Zhuang Shulan were all having breakfast inside. Zhuang Jiarong had already gone to the company in the morning.

She took a deep breath to relieve her tension, then walked in. The three of them turned to look at her when they heard the sound. Zhimian immediately smiled: "Good morning, uncle, aunt."

"Hey Xiaojiu is here, come here, come here for breakfast."

Zhuang Shulan waved to her.

She walked over, Duan Zhuo smiled and naturally grabbed her hand and let her sit next to him.

"What do you want to drink? Soy milk or milk?"

"Soy milk..."

"Well, this is a meal bag and fried dough sticks," Duan Zhuo helped her pick it up, "I'll peel you another egg, huh?"

The two people on the opposite side looked at each other in surprise when they saw Duan Zhuo's actions.

After all, they rarely see their sons being so gentle.

There was Duan Zhuo’s parents sitting opposite him. Zhimian’s cheeks were hot. He was about to decline to say that he would come when he heard Zhuang Shulan smile and said, “Peel one for Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu, you have to eat more. Auntie, you see you are too thin.”

"good."

Duan Zhuo looked at the little girl's shyness, curled her lips silently, helped her peel the egg, and asked her parents again: "My parents, what are your arrangements today?"

"The symposium will begin tomorrow, and we will have a meeting this afternoon."

"I didn't train in the afternoon, so I'll send you there."

"good."

Duan Xiuyuan asked: "By the way, when will Xiaojiu rush to school?"

Go to school?

Zhimian was stunned for a moment, and Duan Zhuo spoke first: "She is also in the afternoon, and I will send it to you by the way."

Zhimian and Duan Zhuo looked at each other, then she responded knowingly, knocked Duan Zhuo's legs under the table, and smiled and said, "It's okay, you can send your uncle and aunt to the school myself, so there's no trouble."

Duan Zhuo suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, put the egg on her plate, "Eat it."

Zhuang Shulan didn't see their weirdness and said, "Well, after dinner, let's have some tea and chat? Xiao Duan said you can make tea, and your uncle Duan likes to drink tea very much."

Zhimian bent his lips shyly: "Okay, I'm just superficial. I'll show you an ugly uncle and aunt later."

...

After breakfast, Zhimian said to go to the tea room to prepare first, and Duan Zhuo accompanied him.

In the tea room, a whole glass window casts bright sunlight. Outside the window is a large lush private garden, full of green eyes, bringing a sense of comfort in early summer. But at this moment, I have no time to enjoy the scenery.

When he walked into the tea room, Zhimian felt a little nervous. Duan Zhuo couldn't help but smile when he saw her like this, and took her into his arms:

"Kid, why are you so nervous?"

Zhimian bit his lower lip lightly, "What questions will uncle and aunt ask me?"

She thought about it for a long time last night and took out the preset questions and answered them, for fear that something would go wrong.
To be continued...