The arrogant and cold Kong Chengyi would choose such a cute and immature thing? How could Hua Pity not associate these childish pajamas with Kong Chengyi, she always thought that the woman he liked in his heart, if not a strong woman, was at least a virtuous daughter of everyone's ladies, not so immature, sweet, and cute.

Holding the pajamas on her body one by one, Hua Pity found that she did not reject such a style, not only a little cute, but also very comfortable to wear, it seems to be more comfortable than the home clothes she is wearing now.

Until more than 12 o'clock in the morning, Hua Pian fell asleep and failed to see Kong Chengyi again, nor did he receive any phone calls from him, and the doubts and certainness in his heart became a definite task while he was sleeping.

The coat that he took off was hooked on his shoulders with one hand, the black shirt was unbuttoned with three buttons, faintly revealing the bronzed skin on his chest, the fine short black hair looked a little messy, and the handful on his forehead had drooped down, Kong Chengyi lowered his head slightly, forcing himself to stare at a certain place so as not to let himself get drunk.

It was already 2 o'clock in the morning, slowly pushing open the door of Xiaoyueju, the orange and yellow table lamp in the living room was on, vaguely reflecting the outline of the furniture, and the originally huge house seemed quiet and warm.

Sitting on the sofa tiredly, his mouth was dry, and faintly, his nose seemed to be able to smell the wisps of fragrance wafting in the air, which was the unique breath of Hua Pity's body.

Putting aside the urgent papers, he actually pulled Ran Fang and went straight to the bar tonight, it seemed that only the spicy and dizzying wine could calm him down and make him forget the surging irritability for a while.

It should be a spicy person who can get drunk, obviously he is already drunk and his feet are floating, but it can also make people more and more sober, for example, at this moment, he can smell the unique light fragrance of the flower pity, and such a fresh body fragrance makes him a little more gloomy in the drunken night.

Supporting the armrest of the sofa, Kong Chengyi casually extinguished the small orange and yellow table lamp specially left by Hua Pity, walked in the dark space with floating steps, paused when passing by the room of Hua Pity, held the doorknob with his big hand, and only after a while continued to grope towards his room, and threw himself straight to the bed.

Combing all the silky strands to the back, Hana simply tied her long hair into a ponytail and brushed her teeth with bubbles in the mirror with her teeth grinning.

The bright mirror reflects the pink cat pattern, and the slightly loose cotton nightdress makes the flower look more petite and youthful, like a college student who has just become an adult and still has an innocent atmosphere on his face.

Spit out the bubbles in your mouth, rinse your cheeks with water, and wipe the water on your face with a white towel, revealing your delicate features.

In the cool morning, the house was still quiet.

When passing by the living room, Hua took pity and found that Kong Chengyi's coat fell to the ground, as if it had fallen inadvertently.

After thinking about it, Flower Pity walked over and picked it up, a strong smell of cigarette smoke penetrated into his nose, and he could distinguish the smell of alcohol under a careful sniff, folded it and put it back on the sofa, Flower Pity went into the kitchen to prepare the breakfast he wanted.

Wearing an apron printed with small yellow flowers, Hua took two eggs, three sausages and two slices of toast from the refrigerator, and then thought about it and took some small tomatoes and strawberries, as well as purple cabbage, to spy on Kong Chengyi's preferences with the simplest ingredients.

Simply stirring the eggs, she poured some oil on the pan and when the pan was steaming, she put the sausages in and fried them, turning down the heat and letting them fry slowly, while she began to chop the tomatoes and purple cabbage.

Occasionally, she imagined making breakfast for her loved ones, sitting warmly at the dinner table in the peaceful morning to start the day.

Swallowed his throat, felt his mouth dry, Kong Chengyi trembled his eyelids, he could clearly feel the discomfort of the hangover, his head was swollen and painful, and the sharp eardrum came with a subtle sound, like the sound of oil in the pot, and then everything seemed to disappear, and the silence returned.

Squinting his eyes, a vague scene appeared in his mind, and he sat up in fright, and after a few seconds of silence, Kong Chengyi walked out of the room barefoot.

The shredded song flowed crisply and gracefully, the pan sounded, the air smelled of food cooking, and the pink slender figure was wrapped in a small cute cat, hanging her head and delicately cutting strawberries on the cutting board, while the long ponytail swayed from side to side with her movements.

Everything is like an illusion of a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, familiar and unfamiliar.

Approaching quietly, lowering his head and approaching her neck slightly, the tip of his nose was finally attached to the white skin, his long arms were closed, Kong Chengyi hugged the slender little and lovely person tightly from behind, and the warm lips were deeply attached to the tender skin, everything was like that time, everything was so nostalgic.

Carefully cutting strawberries, while humming a favorite song, the whole person was held defenselessly, followed by a close nose and warm lips, so shocked that Hua regretfully trembled, almost unable to hold the knife in his hand.

Heavy breathing sounded in the eardrums, hugging closely, Hua Pity clearly smelled the residual smell of wine on his body, more than the breath on his coat, holding his breath, Flower Pity repelled the strong smell of wine.

Kissing the beautiful neck, and feeling that the skin at the moment is more tender, Kong Chengyi squinted and tightened his long arms, eager to rub her into her body and feel her existence more truly.

The flat lower abdomen was tightened, and it hurt to strangle, put down the knife in his hand, and waited quietly for a few minutes, but Hua pity did not wait for him to let go, and the affectionate kiss on the neck fell one by one, which made her have pimples.

"Kong Chengyi, there is no one else here!" As a last resort, Hua Pity spoke softly, and at the same time reached out and broke his hands apart.

The hazy illusion was suddenly broken, Kong Chengyi opened his eyes suddenly, the eagle falcon's eyes stared at the pityful chin of the flower, and finally let her break her hands, stand up straight, and leave the kitchen without the slightest word.

The heavy pressure on her back disappeared at once, and Hana took a deep breath to regain her grip on the knife and slowly continued to chop the strawberries.

The fried eggs and sausages were neatly placed on the plate, and the two slices of toast that had been baked were evenly spread with peanut butter, and finally the chopped strawberries, cherry tomatoes and purple cabbage were quickly mixed with the Thousand Island sauce, and after thinking about it, a glass of milk was poured out.

After a quick shower, washing away the decadence and the smell of alcohol that disgusted him again and again, Kong Chengyi reappeared in the living room refreshed.

She wore a small pale yellow floral apron, and when you looked at it from the front, she could only see the cat pattern on her sleeve, and her smooth forehead was exposed, and she stood quietly at the dining table, pursing her lips, and did not mean to speak.

Sorting out the tie with one hand and buttoning the cuffs with the other hand, Kong Chengyi carefully incorporated the pity of the early morning flowers into his eyes, but he couldn't overlap with the figures in the hazy scene, it seemed that the figures in the scene gradually disappeared into the time tunnel that was getting farther and more dazzling, and now, what was really standing in front of him was the flower pity that was so beautiful that he didn't believe it.

However, just now he was lost in her fragrance, just as beautifully he wanted to rub her into his body hard.

Lowered his eyes and swept the breakfast on the table, without saying a word, Kong Chengyi picked up his coat and went straight out of the door.

The flowing air was silent again, and Hana unbuttoned her apron with her backhand and sat down to enjoy her breakfast.

"I thought you wouldn't come out!" Cheng Shaobai's dark eyes were glued to Hua Pity's body, and Cheng Shaobai took a sip of coffee, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyebrows.

Digging out the tiramisu and stuffing it into his mouth, Hua smiled pitifully, "How come, I have always been your family with Cheng Yi, why didn't I come to eat cake if Brother Cheng wanted to invite me to eat cake?"

"Well, I remember that you like to eat tiramisu, as long as you want to eat it, the chef here can cook it for you at any time!No matter when!" Cheng Shaobai also dug into the tiramisu and ate it with a look of pity.

Sitting and enjoying dessert like this is the sweetest thing he dreams of every night.

Ever since he knew she liked to eat tiramisu many years ago, he always happily tried the local tiramisu wherever he went, and brought it back to her as much as possible, and when he finally tried the best tiramisu in romantic Paris, she disappeared as quietly as air when he brought it to her.

A year later, he still can't forget the tiramisu in his heart, he paid a high price to invite the pastry chef in Paris back, opening up such a quiet corner in the bustling city, and giving the name "Tiramisu's love".

The sweetness she has always loved is indeed the sweetness she has always loved, but it is also the beauty that she has not tasted for a long time, the kind of energy that can be refreshed just by taking a sip of tiramisu, and feeling that the good times in the world have disappeared from the taste buds.

After eating a few bites in a row, Hua Pity was shocked to find that those past were really gone, and even felt that tiramisu was also sweet.

Putting down the small spoon, Hua took a sip of warm boiled water, and let the remaining sweetness in her mouth melt before asking, "Brother Cheng, are you looking for me?"

Noticing that she only ate a few bites elegantly, Cheng Shaobai's originally brisk mood also dimmed, and the expectation in his heart seemed to be silently wiped away in an instant.

"Pity, terminate the contract with Kong Chengyi, go to work in the 'Cheng Family Mansion', you can fulfill your dream as a designer!"

Although it is not surprising that Cheng Yi will tell Cheng Shaobai everything, Hua Pity still does not want to be known by more people, once it is disclosed, she is sorry for Kong Chengyi first, which is not allowed by her professional ethics.

"Brother Cheng, thank you for your kindness, but I'm fine now, Kong Chengyi is not bad to me!"

"Pity, it's not a joke! The girl's name is the most important, and you have to accompany him every day to show affection, even, what if he makes other more excessive requests?!" He had seen their lingering kiss with his own eyes, and he couldn't imagine that one day Kong Chengyi would ask for more and let Hua Pity be hurt even more.

"Brother Cheng, the name is important to me! You know what is most important to me? Besides, all this is fake, we just meet our respective needs!" retorted softly, Hua Pity did not intend to make other choices, from the moment she became a "custom girl", she lost her choice.

"Can I give it to you, even if you need to pay liquidated damages to Kong Chengyi, I can bear it! I just want you to fulfill your dream and become the interior designer you have always dreamed of becoming!" He has always known that she, like Cheng Yi, dreams of becoming an excellent interior designer one day, and his "Cheng Family Mansion" has already become a leader in the design industry after several years of development, which can provide her with an absolute platform.

"Brother Cheng, you should know me, I won't break the contract, as for my dream, I will realize it in the future!" Resolutely looking directly at Cheng Shaobai, Hua was stung by the word "dream" with pity, and the design draft that she hid in the dark drawer came to mind.

is just a simple sentence of "you should know me", like a spring breeze blowing the bottom of the process.

At this moment, he is still Cheng Shaobai, who understands her in her eyes, and this cognition directly shattered Cheng Shaobai's insistence without any effort in an instant, the words he had thought of in advance and all the compulsions and firm positions he thought were collapsing in an instant, and his courage to force her to submit disappeared in an instant, and he was reluctant to let her be persecuted.

Lowering his head and taking a sip of coffee that was a little bitter because it became cold, Cheng Shaobai pulled out a slight smile and pushed a stack of drawings on the table in front of her: "This villa, designed by you, should be regarded as a part-time job in the 'Cheng Family Mansion'!"

Lowering her eyes and staring at the stack of drawings that had been pushed in front of her, Hua Pity almost trembled and touched the drawings with her hands.

"This is my future home, I hope it will be completed by you, you can design it according to the style you like, I believe in you!" gently pressed her slender hand on the drawing, Cheng Shaobai did not allow her to refuse this time.

"There is no time limit, you can come to me and discuss the details at any time according to your own schedule!"

The palm was pressed against the thin paper, and the flower pity remained silent.

She puts her dreams as a designer in the distant future, there is no place for her dreams in her life today, she always feels that she can't do her best to complete her work at such a moment, and she occasionally doesn't believe in herself.

"Anyway, the design is handed over to you, I'll take you there another day!" Ignoring her silence, Cheng Shaobai came to a conclusion.

He had bought the villa the year she graduated, and before he could show her around, before he could tell her that he wanted to spend every day with her and have children, and now he still hoped that she would be able to finish it with his own hands, and then fulfill his dream with him.