When the sunlight outside the window sprinkled on the big bed, Zuo Xiaoyou opened his eyes in a daze, Zuo Xiaoyou stretched out his hand to block the somewhat dazzling sunlight, and slowly reacted that he seemed to be lying on a big bed at this time! Zuo Xiaoyou's big eyes turned, and suddenly remembered something, and quickly lifted the quilt to look, and saw that his clothes were still there, and even the pants that were torn by the fat left were still there, so he relieved himself and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"You think I'm going to be so hungry?" Bi Yichen's sudden voice made Zuo Xiaoyou's breath almost hold in his throat, Zuo Xiaoyou quickly sat up from the big bed, and then saw Bi Yichen wrapped in a black nightgown, obviously had taken a bath, refreshed and sitting on the sofa at the foot of the bed with a book, the sun hit his body, making Zuo Xiaoyou a little trance for a while, Zuo Xiaoyou rubbed his messy hair, and sighed secretly: This man's appearance is really good, but what did this man say just now? What do you mean! Zuo Xiaoyou scratched his head, is this sarcastic himself! Just as he was about to shoot back, he heard Bi Yichen's faint voice sound again: "Since you're awake, let's get up and make breakfast!"

Isn't it true that in other romance novels, the male protagonist makes breakfast and kisses the female protagonist to get up?!Phew, wait, what kind of mess is my head thinking!Zuo Xiaoyou slapped his head, and his little head began to slowly return to normal, didn't this guy have a fever last night, and he still took care of him, wait, how did he run to bed? Zuo Xiaoyou couldn't digest the current situation for a while, and was a little incoherent: "You ...... I ......"

"What do you ...... I'm asleep, aren't you ready to be responsible now?" Bi Yichen saw Zuo Xiaoyou's stunned face, closed the book slowly, and then opened his thin lips slightly, but the words he said really made people think a little and misunderstood!

"Responsible?!Responsible for what?" Sure enough, when Zuo Xiaoyou heard Bi Yichen's words, he immediately sat up straight, then pulled up the quilt and wrapped it around his body, with a pair of small hands on his chest.

"Otherwise, what do you think you are responsible for?" Bi Yichen glanced Zuo Xiaoyou up and down, and then slowly spit out a few words, "Of course you are responsible... Breakfast!" Looking at Zuo Xiaoyou's unkempt hair, Bi Yichen shook his head: "Let's clean yourself first!" Then he opened the floor-to-ceiling window and walked out without looking back.

"Oh...... Breakfast, hehe, breakfast, I'm in charge of breakfast!" Zuo Xiaoyou knew that he had misunderstood Bi Yichen's words, looked down at himself, scratched his hair angrily, and said embarrassedly, and when Zuo Xiaoyou got out of bed, he found that this room was directly connected to the stairs outside, and there was a huge swimming pool below, with a very wide view. Seeing that Bi Yichen actually took off his pajamas at this time, and only wore a pair of swim trunks swimming back and forth in the huge pool at this time, Zuo Xiaoyou couldn't help but be a little stunned. "Wangwang" Just when Zuo Xiaoyou hadn't figured out what was going on, a fluffy touch came from his feet, and it turned out that Fat Zuo didn't know when he came in. Zuo Xiaoyou bent down and rubbed Fat Zuo's head: "Fat Zuo, didn't the radish have a fever last night, and how did you sleep in bed?!"

"Wangwang" Fat Zuo puffed at Zuo Xiaoyou twice, and then obediently lay at his feet, letting Zuo Xiaoyou ravage the top of his head.

Looking at Fat Zuo's well-behaved appearance, Zuo Xiaoyou couldn't help but laugh, and when he saw his torn trouser legs, he couldn't help but say out loud: "It's pretty good now, my pants were torn by you last night!" Suddenly thinking of Bi Yichen's words just now to clean himself up, Zuo Xiaoyou got up and quickly entered the bathroom. Seeing himself in the mirror, Zuo Xiaoyou knew that his appearance should be disliked just now, the ponytail that was originally tied up high had already been scattered, and at this time he almost used a bird's nest to describe his hairstyle, Zuo Xiaoyou washed his face indiscriminately, tied his hair again, and then hurriedly went downstairs into the kitchen. Thinking of the soup and water he made yesterday morning, Zuo Xiaoyou really scratched his ears and cheeks a little, rummaged through the refrigerator, and still made a hard head.