Su Wanwan's hand couldn't help but caress her lips, as if it was still dyed with a hot temperature, but soon, her fingers pinched her face hard, and she gasped in pain.

As the saying goes, thinking about it every day and dreaming at night, she kissed Pei Munian, and he didn't push her away, shouldn't she be dreaming? Pei Munian didn't allow her to get close to him at all now, touch him, he didn't push her away, it felt more like a dream......

Su Wanwan scratched her hair in annoyance, blaming her for being too tired yesterday, and there was no way to determine whether it was a dream or reality.

Su Wanwan got up from the quilt, shrugged her head into the bathroom, and when she brushed her teeth, she looked at the mirror in front of her, and couldn't help but think of the scene from last night in her mind.

She hugged Pei Munian's neck and kissed him, he stayed there and didn't move, letting her kiss, this picture, just thinking about it is extremely beautiful, but it is too beautiful, but it is not real.

Su Wanwan sighed lightly, walked out of the room, and went downstairs.

Aunt Wu had already fed Xiao Zeze breakfast and was playing with him, and when she saw Su Wanwan going downstairs, she smiled and said, "Young lady, are you awake?" ”

Su Wanwan nodded, although she knew that Pei Munian must have gone to the company, she still subconsciously asked, "Niannian is gone, right?" ”

"Well, the young master was tired all day yesterday, and he didn't sleep much today, so he went out early."

"Oh." Su Wanwan replied sullenly.

Aunt Wu noticed that Su Wanwan's face was not quite right, and couldn't help but say, "Young lady, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"It's fine."

Aunt Wu thought that maybe she was too tired from playing yesterday, and she didn't slow down yet, so she didn't ask any more, but said, "Young lady, have some breakfast, I'll go and give you some heat." ”

Su Wanwan didn't have much appetite, but she didn't refuse, and nodded lazily.

"Then young lady, you should look at the little young master first." Aunt Wu got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Su Wanwan sat on the sofa, looked at Xiao Zeze, who was carefree and playing with toys on the sofa, and pinched his fleshy little face with some envy, "Xiao Zeze, how good you are, you don't have to think about anything, you don't have to worry about anything, you eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat when you are full, how ...... like me." ”

Su Wanwan's hand was propped up on the armrest of the sofa, supporting her cheeks, and her eyebrows frowned again.

The vase on the coffee table was full of delicate flowers, which Aunt Wu had just put on this morning, and she looked at the blooming petals and unconsciously picked one down.

Fingers were plucked off for her one by one, and her mouth muttered, "Really, fake, really, fake, really, fake...... ”

After picking the last petal, but the corresponding one was fake, Su Wanwan's eyes froze, and she quickly shook her head, "Don't count, come again!" ”

Without hesitation, she folded off the second flower and began to count the real and false again.

When Aunt Wu came back from the kitchen, she saw that the originally lush and delicate cluster of flowers was actually half bald, and the ground was full of broken petals, and she couldn't help but regret in her heart, "Young lady, what are you doing?" ”

Su Wanwan was scolded by Aunt Wu, and suddenly came back to her senses, looking at the flowers that were destroyed by herself, only to realize what she had done, she hung her head in shame, "I'm sorry, Aunt Wu, I, I didn't mean to." ”

"Young lady, haven't you all reconciled with the young master? What the hell is there to worry about, do you need to vent your anger with these flowers? ”