Indeed, this morning, after the alarm clock rang several times and the ringing of the phone, Wang Yi took away all the quilts and wrapped himself up, thinking that it would be good to escape the curse of getting up early to work for a while longer.
, in the end Zhou Ze couldn't bear the disturbance, half-closed his eyes, and woke the person up.
Wang Yiyi sat up from the bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes with one hand. He held his aching body with the other hand and got out of bed to look for the slippers where he didn't know where he was.
This memory had completely disappeared from her mind. She didn't embarrass herself. In fact, she couldn't remember it at all.
When she came out of the shower wearing Zhou Ze's slippers and returned to the room, her consciousness was slowly recovering. She saw that Zhou Ze had fallen asleep again. He was the only one on the bed now, and the quilt, pillow, and bed were all his.
Wang Yiyi felt extremely unbalanced.
Why was he the one who made a fuss yesterday not to let her sleep, the one who didn't have to get up to work, and the one who could continue to sleep in?
Wang Yi was so angry that he started to do it as soon as he thought of it. He lifted his quilt with great execution, squatted down and pinched his nose like a prank, lifted his ears, and came close to his ears.
, threatening: "Get up quickly! Get up quickly! Get up quickly!"
And the sound of the wake-up call service is also getting louder every time.
"Oh, you really are." Zhou Ze wanted to pretend to be dead, but unexpectedly he met someone who was far more stubborn than him. He couldn't beat him and had to join in. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head, sighed, and got up resigned to his fate.
Only when you drag someone into the water can you be considered "sharing the blessings".
Wang Yi nodded with satisfaction, and all the worries about getting up early disappeared, and he walked to the cloakroom humming a little tune.
"Hey, where are my slippers?" Zhou Ze looked around the bed, then looked under the bed, but there were none. He stepped on the floor with his bare feet and followed Wang Yi as he walked in, "Are you there again?
Hidden?"
"It's on my feet." Wang Yi followed his gaze and looked down at her feet. She didn't feel any guilt at all. She turned around and continued pacing back and forth, thinking about what she was going to wear today.
"I'm going to change clothes." Wang Yi stood up on tiptoes and took out a set. She said boldly and chased people away, "You should get out quickly."
Zhou Ze pointed his finger at himself and glanced resentfully at the slippers opposite him that were supposed to be on his feet, "Then what should I do?"
As soon as Wang Yi put down the clothes with the hangers in his hands, he stretched out his hands to push Zhou Ze out of the door, leaned against the door frame again, spread his hands, "Go out and find a pair to wear, I don't know where mine went.
"
Zhou Ze opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he simply closed his mouth, nodded again, turned around and left, "Okay."
The moment he said the words, Wang Yi regretted it for a moment and realized what he had said.
Zhou Ze was also stunned. After he came to his senses, he tried his best to hold back the smile that he couldn't hold back, and showed his teeth uncontrollably. He even agreed reluctantly, "Okay, if you can't sleep today, I can help you tomorrow."
You don’t have to get up early to work.”
Wang Yiyi's cheeks turned red. Wang Yiyi became angry and punched him, then changed the subject awkwardly and bluntly: "Drive!"
Then she obediently picked up the drink to soothe her throat and sipped it in small sips.
"Oh, by the way." Zhou Ze didn't intend to let the little lamb come to his door, "I found the slippers later."
Wang Yiyi pretended to be in a daze and didn't want to discuss this with him anymore.
Zhou Ze glanced at her and naturally knew her ability to act stupid at certain times. He deliberately paused before continuing, "Under the sofa."
At the reminder of another person involved, the missing memory from last night suddenly appeared, and Wang Yi blushed again, even redder this time.
If Zhou Ze joins if he can't beat him, then Wang Yiyi is a typical person who ignores him if he can't beat him, commonly known as "I can't afford to offend, so I can't afford to hide."
Wang Yi sat forward, took out her mobile phone, studied it, connected her Bluetooth to Zhou Ze's car, played the songs from her recent playlist, turned the volume to the maximum, closed her eyes,
"I'll take a nap."
"Okay." Joking aside, Zhou Ze could still be serious when he needed to be serious. He reached out and adjusted the volume to a suitable level, "It's time to call you."
"Little uncle, little uncle." Tangyuan ran out with Aunt Miao who opened the door. First she threw herself into Zhou Ze's arms, took his hand and pulled him in, "I see my little uncle!"
"What?" Zhou Ze took off his shoes and handed the jacket he took off to Wang Yiyi. He picked up the glutinous rice balls and turned them back. The hand holding the glutinous rice balls pointed at Wang Yiyi: "Tang Yuan, who is this?"
Tangyuan frowned and recalled it seriously. He tried hard, but couldn't remember.
Zhou Ze patiently whispered in his ear, "Tang Yuan has a Transformers car, who bought it?"
As soon as he mentioned the car, Tangyuan's eyes shone, and his brain began to spin rapidly. When he met Wang Yiyi's gaze, he twisted happily, "Little aunt, it's little aunt."
Wang Yi stepped forward and held Tangyuan's hand, shaking it: "Long time no see, little Tangyuan."
"That's right." Zhou Ze was afraid that the glutinous rice balls would hit the corners if he moved around, so he carried him inside and muttered to him as he walked, "Next time if I can't remember it, my little aunt will
I won’t buy any more cars.”
Then he brought up the topic that was interrupted in the middle of the conversation again, "Where did Tang Yuan see my brother-in-law?"
Tuanyuan flapped her fleshy calves back and forth, pointed towards the living room, and looked like she was begging for praise to cover up her mistake just now, "Grandma also said it was you on the TV, watch it!"
The two of them had quickly disappeared into the corridor and turned a corner. Wang Yi was half a step behind and was still at the entrance.
Aunt Miao wanted to take her and Zhou Ze's coats from Wang Yiyi's hand, "Yiyi, give it to me."
Wang Yiyi hid slightly to the side, smiled and said to Aunt Miao, "No, Aunt Miao, you are busy with your work."
"It's okay." Aunt Miao stood aside and looked at Wang Yiyi. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, but she was afraid that she would misunderstand something. "Tangyuan is not old enough to recognize people, and I don't think he is real."
I know Ozawa, it was playing on the TV just now."
"Children are like this." Wang Yiyi likes glutinous rice balls very much. This is really nothing that makes her mind. On the contrary, she is flattered by the attention Zhou Ze and Aunt Miao take. She squats down and puts their shoes together.
After they were arranged neatly, he asked casually: "Where's Mom?"
Aunt Miao was relieved, "I'm in the kitchen. I said I would show you my skills today, so I asked me to open the door."
Zhou's mother said this every time there was a dinner party, taking care of each of their stomachs.
"Really?" Wang Yi rolled up his sleeves with a smile and walked directly towards the kitchen, "I'm going to see what's delicious."