In order to let his golden egg have more time to chase his future wife, Li Zhou rearranged his work overnight.

The work that is not too anxious is scheduled until the end of the program recording, and some of the more urgent work is moved forward, anyway, he is just a special guest tutor, and he does not have to participate in every recording, so he can't be scheduled, so let him run at both ends.

With this arrangement, I am a little tired, but it is estimated that Lu Yu is also quite happy.

The director also knew that Lu was busy, for fear that one night would pass and he would push off the "son of the future" because he couldn't schedule other work, after all, the two of them only agreed verbally, and they hadn't officially signed the contract yet.

So early the next morning, the director called Li Zhou and yelled at them to sign the contract, and then after signing the contract, the first recording would start today, for fear that the meat in his mouth would fly.

In order to maximize the value of the business assistant, after Lu Yu hung up Li Zhou's phone, he took the key and turned the door on the other side, and entered the room in a grand manner.

The reason why he did this was because he knew that Shang Yi would never wake up now, and she didn't reply to the WeChat he sent to Shang Yi before washing up until now, as Shang Yi, who was the first thing to do after getting up and looked at his mobile phone, didn't reply to the message that he hadn't woken up yet, instead of knocking on the door, it was better to go in and pick her up.

But when he stood at the door of the bedroom, Lu Yu still chose to knock on the door.

He hadn't been up for a long time, and his bones were too lazy to lean against the door frame, yawning and knocking on the door.

Before knocking on the door, Lu Yu deliberately glanced at the time to facilitate timekeeping.

"Shang Yu, get up."

No one answered.

He raised his voice: "The sun is drying your butt, get up quickly, if you don't get up again, I'll go in and catch you, Shang Yi." ”

Still no one answered.

Five minutes passed, and I don't know if he knocked on the door too gently or Shang Yi slept too deadly, and there was no sound in the room.

He knocked three times in the end, but there was still no one answering inside, so Lu Yu turned the doorknob and walked in.

The curtains were drawn inside, and the bright sunlight outside was mostly obscured by the beige curtains, and the whole room seemed dark and warm.

His eyes fell on the bed, and at first glance, Lu Yu almost didn't find Shang Yi.

She doesn't like to sleep on a hard bed, so the mattress is very soft, and several layers of plush blankets are spread on it, which can sink down when lying on the bed, plus she is thin, if it weren't for the exposed foot reminding her that she was still in bed, Lu Yu really didn't see her at first sight.

He found the remote control to turn off the air conditioner, lifted the corner of the quilt, and flicked her messy hair to both sides, only to finally see Shang Yi's face.

The small face without makeup is plain and white, and the black and long eyelashes cast a shadow on the face.

Lu Yu's gaze moved downward, landing on her lips that were slightly pursed from squeezing.

His eyes darkened.

I don't know if the little girl dreamed of something, but in the next second, Lu Yu saw her stick out her tongue and lick her lower lip, and smack her lips.

After the lips were moistened, they looked even more pink, revealing only the tip of the tongue that was withdrawn for a moment, as if a small hook tugged at the heartstrings of Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's throat rolled a little, slowly leaned down, and when he was about to succeed, Shang Yu Xu felt the breath spraying on his face, felt a little itchy, frowned slightly, and snorted.

He suddenly remembered that the last time he wanted to do something bad in the car and was almost caught, he sat up straight.

This kind of behavior of stealing chickens and touching dogs is really not in line with his upright character.

After pondering for three seconds, he pulled the quilt over the lower half of Shang Yu's face, then lay on the side of the bed and scooped up a handful of her hair and swept her face.

Within five seconds, Shang Yi struggled to wake up.

Looking at the face that was close at hand, Shang Yi raised his hand without thinking about it.

Then, in the originally quiet bedroom, a crisp sound sounded.