Ye Zhiqiu nodded and didn't answer. He sat down at the table and was about to have breakfast.
"Don't eat it yet. The sandwich and milk are cold. I'll heat them up for you. My wife, you'd better drink some honey water first."
After saying that, Ling Mufeng took away the breakfast and poured her a glass of warm water.
Only then did she realize that Ling Mufeng was not wearing pajamas, but a sportswear.[
Did this guy go out to exercise early in the morning?
Before he could speak, Ling Mufeng smiled and replied:
"Honey, the air here is really good. I got up at 7 o'clock and ran on the mountain trail for an hour. At 8 o'clock, Lian Junzhi brought breakfast. I saw that you hadn't woken up yet, and I was a little sleepy, so I lay down for a while.
"
Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer, but just ate breakfast in silence.
After dinner, she went up to read a book.
Ling Mufeng went to the Qianping backyard to sort out the weeds.
Ye Zhiqiu occasionally gets tired of reading and wonders about the scars.
I saw Ling Mufeng downstairs rolling up his sleeves and using a pair of large scissors to trim the already lush grass.
Sometimes when he was tired, he would raise his head and wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
The sun shone on his face, illuminating his somewhat gloomy eyes.
The hostility in the body was dissipated bit by bit.
It was as if he now had all the evil charms washed away from him and became much purer.
Occasionally, for a moment, the two eyes happened to collide.
Ye Zhiqiu immediately withdrew his gaze and went back to reading.
Ling Mufeng felt that there was no longer such deep hostility in her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel excited.
After lunch, I saw Ling Mufeng clearing the sofa again.
Ye Zhiqiu asked for the first time: "Why are you sleeping here?"
Ling Mufeng was overjoyed: "Honey, do you mean I can sleep with you?"
"Thinking of good things!"[
Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes at him.
Ling Mufeng smiled and said, "That's it, you didn't let me enter your room, so I had to sleep in the living room."