Just now I wanted to go to the guest room to see if she had slept, but when I arrived at the door, I found that the guest room door had been closed.
She must have gone to bed, and she must be very tired after spending so much time with him.
Zhuang Licheng did not disturb Lin Jiyue anymore, but turned around and returned to his room.
He leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes to relax.
It wasn't until the drip ended, he pulled out the needle himself, and then fell asleep peacefully.
The Mid-Levels Sea View Villa is located under the mountains of S city, facing the East China Sea. In the early morning, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the sun is shining brightly, and the hot summer still has the warmth of spring.
A few rays of sunlight jumped into the bedroom. Zhuang Licheng opened his eyes and saw the warmth filling the room.
He got out of bed and left the bedroom.
The first place to go is not the bathroom, but the guest room opposite.
Unexpectedly, when I opened the door to the guest room, I saw that the quilt was neatly folded, as if no one had slept there last night.
But he clearly remembered that it was not a dream. Lin Jiyue accompanied him back, took care of him when he had a stomachache, and made him a bowl of hot egg noodles.
Is she gone?
There were layers of disappointment in his heart, and then a warm aroma penetrated into his nose, egg noodles?
Zhuang Licheng immediately turned around and went downstairs, walking eagerly to the kitchen, and sure enough he found the little figure in the kitchen.
Lin Jiyue was busy. Eggs were being fried in one pot, hot water was boiling in another pot, and tomatoes cut into pieces were lying quietly on the cutting board.
The loose pajamas he wore on her body covered up her graceful curves, but there was a kind of lazy beauty about her.
There was a smile on Zhuang Licheng's lips. His pajamas were worn on her petite body, as if she were wrapped in his arms, making him feel a strange intimacy.
Her long hair was spread casually on her chest, adding a bit of charm to Lin Jiyue's innocence, making her as lovable as his little wife.
As if feeling the burning gaze behind her, Lin Jiyue turned around subconsciously and saw Zhuang Licheng looking straight at her.
A shy smile, with the charm of a little woman: "Senior, good morning!"
"Well, good morning!" Zhuang Licheng's deep voice was full of magnetism.
Lin Jiyue didn't dare to look up at him, but she could feel his eyes always on her. Her face began to feel hot and her ears turned red.
"Senior, you go and wash up first. You'll be ready to eat soon." Not knowing what to say, Lin Jiyue tangled her hands together nervously.
"good."
Zhuang Licheng reluctantly left the kitchen, still immersed in the illusion just now. He actually felt the warmth of home. It was not the luxury of delicacies from the mountains and seas, but a simple bowl of egg noodles. Someone was in the kitchen to prepare it for him early in the morning.
Making breakfast is an ordinary happiness, but it has a deep warmth.
Zhuang Licheng quickly finished washing and walked to the restaurant. Two steaming bowls of egg noodles were already placed on the table.
Lin Jiyue came out of the kitchen with chopsticks and handed a pair to his hand.
"Senior, please use it slowly!"
She didn't know what he usually had for breakfast. She just woke up early in the morning and felt a little hungry, so she subconsciously went to the kitchen.
Lin Jiyue remembered that Zhuang Licheng seemed to like the egg noodles she made last night, so she made them again for him this morning.
Perhaps this was the only opportunity in her life to get close to him...