Yang Liu felt even more strange, her sleeping position had always been indecent, and when she woke up every morning, she usually kicked the quilt to the ground. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Like today, not only was the quilt not kicked off by her, but it was also tightly covered on her body, as if it was the first time.

Could it be that I was so tired last night that I didn't even have the strength to kick the quilt? But how can this quilt be explained under the body?

Yang Liu shook his head, got up and got out of bed, and probed his feet on the floor a few times, but he didn't find the slippers placed in front of the bed.

She had to lower her head, take advantage of the faint light outside the door, open her eyes wide, and search around the room. Only then did she find out that one of her slippers had been kicked a few meters away from the bed.

Where's the other one?

Yang Liu had to bend down, searched under the bed, and finally found another slipper.

She stretched out her arms and reached for the slippers from under the bed, and then put the two slippers in order, and was about to put her feet in, but she was dumbfounded.

Oh my God, how are these two slippers different colors? One is pink and the other is blue, and the size is different, and the blue one is obviously larger.

Yang Liu stared at the blue slippers for a while, and then suddenly realized that this blue slippers should be Xiao Yihan's.

How could his slippers get into her room? Could it be that when I went into the house to change my shoes last night, I wore the wrong slippers? Yang Liu felt a little sweaty.

Impossible, she remembered that when she was taking a shower in the bathroom, there were two pink slippers at the door.

Yang Liu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, looked at the half-open door again, and then looked down at the quilt on his body again, and then sniffed, and there was still a familiar smell in the air.

Yang Liu was shocked into a cold sweat, could it be Xiao Yihan, who came to his room last night?

If she guessed correctly, he must have entered her room in the middle of the night, and when he left, he put on the wrong slippers.

In the middle of the night, what did he do in his room? A trace of uneasiness flashed in Yang Liu's heart, and she hurriedly lowered her head, looked at her body, her clothes were well dressed, as if she hadn't noticed anything unusual, and she put it down with a heart she was carrying.

However, isn't it even more strange that he suddenly came to her room in the middle of the night and did nothing?

Yang Liu thought for a long time, but didn't come up with a clue, at this time, the alarm of the mobile phone suddenly came from the side, Yang Liu looked out the window, the sky was a little brighter than just now, although it was not bright yet, but it was already able to see the shadow of the tree standing high in the morning light.

Yang Liu planned to get up early today and boil some vegetable porridge for Wu Yue to send over, so he deliberately set an alarm clock.

She pulled her phone out from under her pillow, turned off the alarm clock, and got up.

She walked out of the room wearing the two different slippers. When passing by the door of Xiao Yihan's bedroom, she turned her head slightly sideways, the door was closed, and no sound could be heard inside, at this time, he should still be immersed in sleep, right?

Yang Liu paused at the door, looked at the slippers on his feet, and then turned around and walked downstairs, walked to the entrance, and took two identical slippers to change into.

Lan Lan's room was next to the kitchen, and Yang Liu tried to walk as lightly as she walked by her door.

She took out the vegetables she bought in the supermarket last night from the refrigerator, washed them, chopped them into minced pieces, and then used more than half an hour to boil a pot of millet porridge, and then added those vegetable crumbles to the porridge, sprinkled with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and then simmered for a while over low heat, a pot of fragrant vegetable porridge was made, and the kitchen was full of fragrance.

Then, Yang Liu found a thermos bucket in the cupboard, put the porridge into the thermos bucket, and closed the lid.

Yang Liu cleaned up the kitchen, and then walked out of the kitchen with a thermos bucket containing porridge.

The house was quiet, only in Lan Lan's room, there were a few soft snoring, Yang Liu tried her best to slow down, walked through the door of her room, and just walked to the restaurant, she was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and the thermos bucket she was holding in her hand almost fell to the ground.

I saw a person sitting upright on a chair in the dining room.

Xiao Yihan actually got up so early?

I saw that he was still wearing pajamas, sitting on the dining chair, holding a cigarette in one hand and a newspaper in the other.

He must have been sitting there for a while, because there were already a few cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray on the table.

His eyes were a little wandering as he stared at the newspaper, for she couldn't read his eyes clearly because he was facing sideways, but she felt a hint of cold air from his motionless figure.

In fact, an hour ago, when Yang Liu walked out of the bedroom, Xiao Yihan heard movement.

He was already sleeping very lightly, and when he heard the movement outside the door, he woke up with a stir, and he didn't even bother to change his clothes, and immediately opened the door and came out.

When he walked out of the room, he happened to see Yang Liu like a thief, slowing down his steps and tiptoeing down the stairs.

It's not dawn yet, why is she getting up so early? Xiao Yihan was full of doubts, and then followed down the stairs.

But after arriving downstairs, Yang Liu went straight to the kitchen. It turned out that she got up so early, just to make porridge, to make breakfast for the man in the hospital?

Xiao Yihan's eyes suddenly became dim, his pupils began to shrink rapidly, and there was a fire in his heart, but he endured the anger and sat in the restaurant silently, took an old newspaper that he didn't know which day it was, and pretended to read it.

He heard her busy in the kitchen for a while, and after a while, the smell of porridge wafted out. Xiao Yihan's brows furrowed, and he squeezed out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray.

Yang Liu stood there, raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Yihan's eyes, her heart still tightened fiercely, she subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but she still didn't dare to do so after all.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth and said to him, "Did you get up so early?" ”

Xiao Yihan didn't seem to hear Yang Liu's words, his eyes were still looking at the newspaper, and Yang Liu immediately found that he had been staring at the infertility advertisement for a long time.

Yang Liu waited for a while, and saw that he didn't pay attention to her, so he planned to leave silently, and as soon as he took a step with his foot, he suddenly turned his head and looked at her.

He stared at her face for a long time, and then his eyes slowly moved down, looked at the thermos bucket in her hand, frowned, and then said lukewarmly: "What is in your hand?" ”

Yang Liu subconsciously hid the thermos bucket in his hand behind his back, then pursed his mouth and said softly, "Yes...... Vegetable porridge. ”

Yang Liu's action angered Xiao Yihan all of a sudden, he stared at the thermos bucket, and suddenly said, "Oh, I'm just a little hungry, bring it here." ”