Chapter Ninety-Four: Sleeping Without Closing the Door?

The master bedroom of the Thorn Garden Villa has a large window facing the place where the sun rises.

In the early morning, a thin mist slowly creeps through the crevices of the flowers in the private garden.

Suddenly, the sun came out, and ten thousand rays of light drove away the faint morning mist.

The delicate flowers also bloomed with the absorption of the morning mist.

In the quilt, Shang Wu's red lips opened slightly, revealing one or two white teeth and pale red gums.

Between the gaps where he was panting lightly, there was a constant breath on Lu Yiyou's face.

The first rays of sunlight shone on her silky black hair, which was a little messy and fell on his face.

Lu Yiyou is a relatively light sleeper, and he was woken up by the moisture she exhaled.

Stared at her for a long time, but she seemed to sleep soundly.

She seemed to be very sleep-deprived, she slept after that night at the beach, and she slept in the car last night when she came back from the pool party.

Lu Yiyou stroked her fair cheeks, she must have been very tired in the past three years.

Burdened with heavy responsibilities, I eagerly want to be strong.

He was glad that she had succeeded and became a famous painter with the title of a genius girl. But I also feel sorry for her success.

Because behind the success, there is always a huge price to pay.

Studying day and night in the studio, there are two more yellow calluses on her delicate hands, which are hard and some bulge.

She hasn't had a good rest for too long, and by his side, let her sleep well.

The long eyelashes stirred slightly, and a small mouth under the tall and small nose was slightly open.

Hints of pink.

She whispered, and Lu Yiyou's eyes widened, facing her face at a distance of no more than two centimeters.

He felt that she was about to wake up, and deliberately enlarged his ink eyes and stared at her.

Sure enough, after a thud, she moved her slightly stiff body and woke up dimly from her sleep.

But—

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found a handsome face facing her, her eyes widening expressionlessly, her heart skipped a beat in fright, and she exclaimed, "Ah! ”

Shang Wu stepped back a little abruptly, and it took him a long time to react.

And here, Lu Yiyou had already laughed happily.

His voice is a little deeper, but the kind that laughs heartily is very good, like a mellow and beautiful cello sound.

"Scare me, huh? Let you scare me! ”

Lu Yiyou didn't expect that this girl was also a lot stronger.

He laughed and begged for mercy, "Don't, don't pinch it." ”

Seeing that she didn't give up, he said bitterly......

Shang Wu thought, his subordinates also breathed a sigh of relief, and only let go willingly after a while.

"Hmph."

She snorted softly, wanting to see what time it was.

However, the handy clock was on his side, so she leaned over.

Eight twenty.

She rolled her eyes and thought about it, if Yingying was going to help, it would be noon, and she could sleep for a while.

Shang Wu glanced at him, "Shameless." ”

"Oh? Shameless? Then he shamelessly showed her.

Just as he leaned over and sat on her waist.

The door of the room was gently and gently pushed open by Aunt Zhang.

And so—

A particularly special scene in the room "love"

The young master rode on top of his girlfriend and seemed to be about to do something indescribable.

That posture is so domineering that it doesn't look like a cold young master on weekdays.

There were two people on the bed, one with a black face and the other with a red face.

Aunt Zhang held breakfast in her other hand, and she stammered, "Young, young master, you, sleep, why don't you close the door when you sleep?" ”

After speaking, Aunt Zhang quickly disappeared in front of the door with breakfast, and closed the door intimately.

After seeing the white elegant door closed, Shang Wu shouted: "Lu Yiyou!" You sleep without closing the door? Did you do it on purpose? ”

I want her to give Aunt Zhang and Uncle Xie a particularly impression as soon as she comes back.

Lu Yiyou looked innocent, "I did it on purpose?" You must have done it on purpose, right? This door was unlocked when you got angry in your bikini last night and wanted to leave! ”

He tried to awaken her memory.

Shang Wu refused to accept this memory and threw Lu Yiyou a pillow.

Nine.

On the table in the main hall, today's dishes are particularly rich, even for breakfast, Aunt Zhang has thought of ways to make dozens of dishes.

Fresh fruits and whole grains are especially for Shang Wu's appetite.

"Well, this one is delicious, this one is delicious." She said, "This one is delicious, too." ”

Seeing that she ate so much, Lu Yiyou sat quietly on the luxurious white chair and quipped: "No wonder you are fat, this is delicious, this is delicious, this is delicious, that is delicious, is there anything that is not delicious?" ”

Shang Wu glanced at him and looked at Aunt Zhang angrily, "As long as it's made by Aunt Zhang, it's delicious!" ”

And Aunt Zhang-

No one had come to tell her what was going on, and she was still in a state of bewilderment.

Seeing Aunt Zhang's complicated expression, Shang Wu touched her hair embarrassedly and explained, "Aunt Zhang, it's me." ”

Just this sentence is enough to prove who she is.

Aunt Zhang was dumbfounded, and switched from being stunned to gushing.

"Hey! Young grandma! It's really you! Everyone said that you were dead, and I didn't believe it at the beginning, how could a living person say that it was gone, and in the dark I believed that you would still come back. ”

This time it was really exciting.

Miss Shang is back, and there is nothing wrong with Cheng Shiman's woman.

Aunt Zhang's expression of I miss you to death is richer than Lu Yiyou's emotions.

"It's good that you're back, I'll be happy if you wash more bedding every day!"

Shang Wu's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened, "Huh? ”

"Young Master! Say let me be ready to wash more bedding every day! ”

"Ahem" Lu Yiyou covered his thin lips and coughed gently, deliberately interrupting the conversation.

When Aunt Zhang saw the young master's expression like this, she immediately changed her words, "Oh, by the way, the weather has been hot recently, and the young master said that the bedding should be changed frequently." ”

Although Master Bei's cold gaze swept at it, it did not affect Aunt Zhang's happy expression at all.

"Aunt Zhang, go and help us squeeze some juice, drinking some juice in the morning is good for your body."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put his hand to his lips, which looked cool.

But what's the use of being cool?

Cool can get enough from eating? Can you raise meat? Can you not get sick?

Shang Wu put down the chopsticks in her hand, she was full, and it was time to take care of his eating.

She put away her joking face, "Lu Yiyou, eat." ”

Lu Yiyou raised his eyes to look at her, and then lowered his head, "I don't have an appetite." ”

"Can you skip meals if you don't have an appetite?" She is like a good mother teaching her baby.

Lu Yiyou rubbed his temples with a headache, he knew that this would have happened to him, he would have to press her the bed in the morning and ask for it.

You can also avoid the awkward time of breakfast.

In fact, any meal except breakfast is awkward.

Aunt Zhang squeezed some fresh mango juice in a juicer and brought it to the white dining table.

Lu Yiyou retreated, "Then I'll drink a glass of juice, right?" ”

The conscience of heaven and earth, this is something unprecedented in three years.

Aunt Zhang's face was also worried. Since I heard that the young grandmother was gone three years ago, the young master's diet has become less and less.

There was a time when Aunt Zhang felt that this Thorn Garden no longer had the meaning of its existence.

An aunt who cooks no longer needs to cook, so what is the meaning of her existence?

Shang Wu saw that he was also uncomfortable, picked up the yellow mango juice, and rubbed his head with a headache.

He continued to be anorexic like this, just waiting for the day when his bones could strangle her.

Lu Yiyou drank a large glass of mango juice at a very slow speed, and quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue after drinking.

That look, even the aftertaste of the aftertaste was omitted.

Shang Wu saw that he had finished drinking a glass of juice, so he pushed over a fried egg and fruit salad at hand.

There was a hint of resistance on Lu Yiyou's expression.

His sword eyebrows furrowed, as if there was a small hill between them.

He shook his head, "No, not anymore." ”

Drinking a glass of juice is already his limit.

Shang Wu rolled his eyes, ran to his seat, and didn't forget to cover it with his hand in his ear, "If you eat, I'll live on Yingying's side at night." ”

This critical blow hit him right in the heart.

With that, she returned to her seat and looked at him with confidence.

After thinking for two seconds, Lu Yiyou brought the omelette and salad to him.

Aunt Zhang was so surprised again that she couldn't close her mouth, and she couldn't wait to take pictures of this historic scene with her mobile phone.

If this was just told to Lao Xie verbally, he wouldn't believe it.

Shang Wu was satisfied with his head in his hand and watched him finish a fried egg.

"How's it going, is it delicious?"

Lu Yiyou took a deep breath and pulled out an incomparably fake smile, "It's delicious." ”

"And, salad."

Lu Yiyou felt like a catastrophe was coming, "Grandma, you shouldn't eat too much for breakfast, I won't eat this salad, right?" ”

Shang Wu shook his fingers, don't eat? No way.

Lu Yiyou pounded his chest and paused, frowning and burying his head in the salad.

She smiled with satisfaction, but soon after laughing, the phone at the dinner table came.

It's Zhang Yingying.

"Shang Wu!"

Every time Zhang Yingying called her in this somewhat helpless and gentle tone, something must have happened.

"You saw the newspaper today, and the headline is that the popularity of a genius girl actually relies on surrendering to the master day and night!"