Chapter 80: I'll Go to Your Uncle's!
In order to facilitate the next day's homework, the tools of the decorator and the things to be used the next day are casually placed in the corner, and the whole room looks a little messy.
But it's also limited to the outside.
The place where the bed is put inside is still very tidy.
Mu Ye led her in and stopped at the end of the bed, while he himself walked to the side of the bed, leaned over and lifted the sheet hanging by the side of the bed, and then got up and pressed a button next to the head of the bed.
Fu walked next to Song Shihuan again.
After a while, the luxurious queen bed, which originally looked like one, became two, and the height was staggered.
"In addition to the control switch just now, there is also a remote control in the drawer, which is more convenient to use." Mu Ye saw that Song Shihuan didn't say anything, so he directly explained: "It's still a little good, but it should be more comfortable than sleeping on the sofa." ”
Song Shihuan twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.
She didn't speak, Mu Ye just took her as a default.
walked over, pulled out the quilt of the bed above to the bed below, and took a pillow for her, and then said: "I still have some things to do at work, you sleep first, above or below, you are free." ”
The two stood facing each other, Mu Ye's elegant and timeless eyes fell on her carelessly, staring at her silently, looking at her for a while, and then, frowning slightly, there was a little ridicule in her faint voice: "I take the liberty of asking, does Miss Song have the habit of sleeping naked?" ”
Song Shihuan: "...... "I'll go to your uncle's!"
However, Mu Ye didn't care about her answer, and after finishing speaking, he immediately added lightly: "If there are words, it's better to change them, for the time being, you can only do this, and then make a partition, the space layout will be unreasonable, in case someone wants to visit my bedroom on a whim one day, it will be easily exposed." ”
Song Shihuan felt aggrieved.
But Mu Ye didn't give her a chance to vent, and after finishing speaking, she immediately walked away and walked towards the study.
Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, Song Shihuan once again silently greeted Mu Ye from head to toe, and then went to sleep satisfied.
No matter what, she is always a send-by-side, and she can't be overly anti-customer-oriented.
So even though Mu Ye's words meant that she could sleep on it, Song Shihuan still obediently went to sleep on the bed below.
When I came the next day, she was still the only one in the room.
If it weren't for the quilt on the bed above, she really suspected that Mu Ye had spent the night in the study.
When I went downstairs, Mu Ye was eating breakfast in the restaurant.
Hearing her footsteps coming down from upstairs, he looked up at her with a light smile and said in a casual and casual tone: "Morning." ”
Song Shihuan twitched the corners of his mouth and hummed reluctantly: "Morning." ”
Mu Ye's life is not as luxurious as she imagined, breakfast is a simple porridge and side dish, except for the cup of bitter black coffee at hand is a little out of place, life is no different from ordinary people.
Song Shihuan was also hungry.
But I'm too embarrassed to speak directly.
Elbows propped up on the table, chin dragged with one hand, staring straight at him, crazy hints.
Mu Ye sighed lightly, scooped a spoonful of white porridge, and added a refreshing side dish unique to Yuncheng with chopsticks, and then slowly spoke: "The porridge is made by myself, if you are not used to eating it, send a message to Zhou Chi, he will come over in a while, just by the way, you can go to the restaurant to help you bring some food." ”