The person in his arms was soft, sleeping beside him without any defense, Tang Zhihuan gently put his hand on her waist and closed his eyes again.

Because the next day was Saturday, neither of them had an alarm clock on their phones.

It was almost noon the next day, and the bedroom was still quiet. The curtains were ajar in the daylight, shining warmly on the hangers by the windows, on which a few white shirts and ties were scattered, and the sunlight sprinkled in the air like broken diamonds undulating.

On the side of the large gray bed, the thin blanket of the same color hung half on the ground and half covered the people embracing each other between the beds.

The sleeping woman hugged the man's waist, and buried half of her little face in the man's arms, as if Tang Zhihuan was holding her in his arms.

The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrate, the sleeping person heard the sound, and subconsciously twisted his eyebrows, Tang Zhihuan opened his sleepy eyes, his complexion was fair, and his eyes were tired, he reached out and unplugged the charging cable on the mobile phone and took the mobile phone.

The other hand was pillowed by Song Xixi, and there was a numb pain when he pulled it out.

It was the first time he had spent the night so intimately with someone, and subconsciously he was still vigilant and didn't dare to sleep deeply.

The call was made by Tang Nianxi.

Song Xixi was woken up by Tang Zhihuan's small movements, covering his eyes with his hands, and his cheeks were crimson.

Tang Zhihuan glanced at her, picked up the quilt that fell to the ground and covered her, and went to the bathroom with his mobile phone.

Song Xixi heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, so she let go of the hand covering her eyes, carefully removed the quilt on her body and looked inside, wearing pajamas!

Why did you wear pajamas......

Song Xixi knocked on her head, remembering that she got up to go to the toilet last night, she was too sleepy, she may have gone to the wrong room and ran to Tang Zhihuan's bedroom.

She seemed to remember that Tang Zhihuan was woken up by her last night, why didn't she drive her away?

Looking around, the electronic clock on the bedside table showed that it was almost eleven o'clock.

She shared the same bed with Tang Zhihuan last night, and then what didn't happen?

Song Xixi scratched her head, and subconsciously put her hand in front of her, her figure is not bad!

Hearing the sound of washing in the bathroom, Song Xixi hurriedly put on her shoes and slipped back to the guest room.

Tang Zhihuan answered his sister's call, washed up by the way, looked at the empty bed, the quilt was crumpled together, his long eyes were slightly stagnant, but the corners of his mouth hooked a smile.

He had already guessed that she would slip away, so he came out with a bath towel in his sheath.

Walking up to the hanger by the window, the man put his hand on the black hanger, thinking about which dress to wear today.

Today is his first date with his girlfriend.

Song Xixi is so lively and cute, she should be very noisy.

While thinking, he reached out and took a white loose version of the short shirt, put on a pair of black straight-leg cropped pants, and stood in front of the coat mirror, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the pants just exposed the ankles, black and white Jane, it seemed that he was not so boring and cold.

Tang Zhihuan smiled at the mirror and stroked his hair.

After making breakfast, Song Xixi was still hiding in the guest room and did not come out, the man brought the boiled tomato and egg noodles to the table, carefully poured two cups of warm milk, untied his apron, and then walked to the door of the guest room and knocked on the door.

"Song Xixi, it's time for lunch."

At this point, although he made noodles, he was embarrassed to say that he had breakfast.

Tang Zhihuan waited at the door for a while before hearing the sound of the door opening.

Song Xixi opened the door and looked up at his face, revealing surprise.

The man was a little puzzled, frowned, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Xixi stared at him, his eyes shining: "You are so good-looking." ”

"Puff ......" Hearing such a straightforward answer, Tang Zhihuan couldn't help laughing, covered his thin lips with a tiger's mouth, and a trace of shyness flashed in his cold eyes.