At dawn in the morning, the sun playfully slipped through the gaps in the closed curtains and shone into the warm master bedroom. You Tong woke up on time according to the biological clock in his body.
A strong arm around his waist pressed her firmly, and his body was lying slightly on his side, facing her side.
Her eyes slowly moved upward along his arms, and she saw his sleeping appearance. His usually stern face softened slightly, and there was a slight softness between his brows. His thin lips were no longer tightly pursed, and they were slightly softer.
Relax a little, showing that the whole person is in a relaxed state, a rare relaxation
It was really strange. She spent the whole night wondering what was wrong with him. What made him so happy?
Is there any good news for the Tainan branch?!
And... today is Monday, why doesn't he leave?!
You Tong was troubled by one question after another, but couldn't figure out any of them, so she simply stopped thinking about it. She slowly lifted the quilt, and then gently raised his arm, being careful not to wake him up, but she just
As soon as he moved, he woke up
Rong Yuchi didn't open his eyes. He just put his arms into his arms and put her in his arms again. He put his chin against her heart and said in a deep voice, "Where do you want to slip away?!"
"What are you doing? I just want to get up," she protested softly.
"What time is it?!" he murmured.
"six thirty"
"It's still early, let's sleep a little longer," he muttered, hugging her tightly again
"It's getting late, I'll be late for work!" she insisted, then asked another question, "Aren't you going back to Tainan today?!"
"Well, I'll leave tomorrow."
You Tong was startled. He was indeed in a good mood, otherwise he would have said in a sarcastic tone at this moment, "Do you really want me to leave as soon as possible?!"
She nodded, "Then I'll help you make breakfast." She said and pulled his arm away again.
Rong Yuchi sighed regretfully and let go of her. After he was free, You Tong quickly got out of bed, pulled off his pajamas and walked out of the master bedroom.
The door was closed again, and Rong Yuchi on the bed opened his eyes slightly. He looked at the door for a while, with a slight smile hidden in his eyes, then turned over and fell asleep again.
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After You Tong left the bedroom, he went into the bathroom to wash up, then simply took care of himself and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He grabbed a handful of soybeans, washed them, put them in the soymilk machine, and poured water up to the mark.
Then close the lid, press the switch, and with a "buzz" sound, the soymilk machine starts to run on its own.
Rong Yuchi is very picky. He doesn't drink milk, but he likes to drink soy milk. But every time he drinks soy milk, he refuses to drink the dregs in it. She always has to drain it with a colander more than twice before he is willing to drink it.
The result is that it is obviously a large pot of soy milk, but after draining out the dregs, it becomes two small bowls, which is just enough for two people.
While the soymilk machine was running, You Tong started to prepare other things. The fried dough sticks were ready-made. After buying them from the supermarket, they unpacked them, put the small dough into the pot and deep-fried them. They were easy to make.
Forty minutes later, a simple but nutritious Chinese breakfast was ready. Rong Yuchi finally got up, lifted the quilt and went directly into the bathroom.
After bathing, he didn't rush to change clothes. He put on a towel and walked out. You Tong was so scared that he immediately covered his face, "You... you are so violent!"
Rong Yuchi raised his eyebrows, disapprovingly, and asked shamelessly, "What did I reveal?!"
You Tong felt her face burning up. She glanced at him secretly through the gaps between her fingers. He was wearing nothing at all on his upper body! It doesn't matter even if a man is naked, but it's always not good to look like this in broad daylight!
Putting down her hands, she said nothing and turned her head away. Her ears were red, as if she had a fever.
While eating breakfast, You Tong kept her head silent, but her face kept burning, but the man opposite him still looked free and easy. She was too embarrassed to look up.
She looked at the time and saw that it was almost time. She put down the bowl and chopsticks and said softly, "I have to go to work. You eat slowly and leave the bowl and chopsticks alone. I will come back to clean up in the evening."
"Um"
You Tong stood up, walked around him carefully, not wanting to touch his naked body, and said quickly, "Goodbye!"
"You just left like that?!" He suddenly pulled her back
"Otherwise?!" She blinked in confusion
"At least... a goodbye kiss!" He suddenly smiled evilly, but his tone was very brisk.
You Tong blushed, stood on tiptoes and kissed his cheek gently, "Okay."
"It's not enough, I want this!" He hugged her waist tightly and kissed her lips domineeringly.
After a long while, she was almost out of breath from being kissed, and then he slowly let go of her, biting her lips one last time as if he was still unfinished, "Well, it tastes good!"
You Tong's face once again turned the color of a tomato
He added, "I'm talking about breakfast!"
"..." She was speechless.
Rong Yuchi smiled jokingly, pinched her little face and said, "I will go to the company today, see you later!"
You Tong was stunned again. She looked at her watch and saw that she was really going to be late. She said "hmm" and turned around and ran out of the house.
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Rong Yuchi continued to eat breakfast slowly and carefully. After eating, he returned to the living room and made a few phone calls. On the one hand, he informed the secretary of the Tainan branch and arranged several tasks. On the other hand, he called back to the Rong family mansion to say hello.
After checking Grandpa’s body, he finally called Rong Chen and agreed to meet at the company at ten o’clock.
After hanging up the phone, he went into the study room, processed several important documents, printed them out, and put them in his briefcase.
At half past nine, he started to change clothes and get ready to go out. White shirt, black trousers, jacket of the same color, tie... His fingers swept through the original rows in the closet and shook his head.
Turning around, he went to the living room, picked up the unopened twill tie from the coffee table, unpacked it, and tied it neatly for himself
The corners of his mouth turned upward unconsciously