Shu Ange glanced at him with some concern, and left the wine-smoking bedroom barefoot.

After she left, Si Yunting's tense body relaxed a little.

For the first time in memory of him, he had shared a bed with a strange woman all night. Si Yunting glanced down at his exposed skin, there was no rash, no difficulty breathing.

She is truly special.

After the hangover, Si Yunting had a splitting headache, he pressed his temples and walked into the bathroom.

When undressing, Si Yunting suddenly paused, he remembered one thing, Shu Ange seemed to have massaged him for a long time last night.

At that time, he was groggy and didn't know if he had hugged her and said some foolish words.

After so many years, Si Yunting has long been accustomed to being alone, and his closeness to Shu Ange makes him very uncomfortable.

He took off his clothes and opened the bath, and the steam filled the bathroom, and the mirror was full of water droplets.

While taking a bath, Si Yunting's mind unconsciously appeared Shu Ange's eyes full of concern.

Does she really care about him, or is it because of duty and obligation.

Realizing that he was struggling with this boring question, Si Yunting closed his eyes, flushed his eyes with hot water, and pushed the messy thoughts aside.

After leaving Si Yunting's bedroom, Shu Ange rinsed briefly, changed his clothes, blew his hair, and then went straight to the kitchen.

The hangover was very uncomfortable, although Si Yunting refused her kindness, Shu Ange still wanted to boil some sobering soup and make some porridge and side dishes, so that he could recover as soon as possible.

After making the decanting soup, Shu Ange carefully put the soup into a bowl and walked to the second floor with a tray.

"Yun Shao, where are you?"

Shu Ange called Si Yunting in the corridor, and he responded in a low voice: "Study." ”

woke up with a hangover, and the first thing he did after taking a shower was to go to the study, saying that Si Yunting was a workaholic, and he really didn't treat him badly.

Shu Ange held the tray with one hand, opened the door of the study, and walked towards Si Yunting.

"Yun Shao, let's drink a bowl of decanting soup first and then work. I boiled porridge in the kitchen and made some side dishes, and you can go to the restaurant to eat after you have a break from the decanting soup. ”

Shu Ange put the decanting soup in front of Si Yunting, and put the spoon on the table, not forgetting to put a bamboo mat underneath.

Si Yunting's taste is sweet, and Shu Ange chooses to make sweet and sour decanting soup for him to appetize.

The air is filled with an attractive fragrance, Shu Ange's cooking skills are very good, and an ordinary decanting soup can also be made with all the color, flavor and flavor.

Si Yunting wanted to reject Shu Ange's kindness, but when he saw her expectant eyes, the words became "thank you".

"Yun Shaotai is polite, you drink soup, and I will help you sort out the study simply."

Shu Ange turned around with a smile and started to work, Si Yunting looked at her busy back, and the silent heartstrings were stirred.

She didn't seem to be upset at any time.

Si Yunting knew that he was too demanding of his servants, and because of this, even under the premise of giving a high salary, the turnover rate of servants in the villa was still very high.

But no matter how cold and bad his attitude is, Shu Ange always completes the task with a smile.

Many times, she was busy until 12 o'clock in the morning before going to bed, and got up again at 5 or 6 o'clock in the morning to make breakfast.

Si Yunting scooped a spoonful of decanting soup, and the sweet and sour soup made his slightly aching stomach feel a lot more comfortable.

"Target person's opinion +15, current opinion 48."

Si Yunting's favorability suddenly increased, and Shu Ange, who was sorting out the bookshelf, turned around and smiled at him: "Yun Shao, what do you want to eat at noon?" ”