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Chapter 045: Not Sincerely Enough(1/2)

Chapter 045 If you don’t have enough sincerity, you won’t be able to sleep for a night!

When Su Yue looked at the haggard face in the mirror, and there was a faint circle of shadow under her eyelids, the corners of her lips couldn't help but pull up:

How can I sleep well?

Originally, Su Yue's sleep quality was very poor; she also had the habit of recognizing the bed, so she had difficulty falling asleep when she changed to a strange place.

The front page headlines of the newspaper were like invisible pressure pressing her, making Su Yue sleep well difficult.

How can she sleep well?

After a night, she tossed and turned countless times; during the night, Su Yue fell asleep in a daze, but woke up in a daze again.

After a simple washing, Su Yue came out of the guest room.

"It's just that when she passed by the master bedroom, the door was still closed.

Song Yiyang, should he still sleep?

After suspension, check how strong this man's heart is, how much pressure he can bear! But he is so calm and gentle.

There is such a group of people in the world. The more pressure they bear because of life and work, the calmer their performance will be.

They will use calmness to slowly digest the pressure in their hearts little by little.

Song Yiyang should be such a person!

Is this their way to decompress?

Therefore, Song Yiyang told himself, just pretend that this period of time is on vacation? It’s good to relax and relax;

In fact, since Song Yiyang embarked on the official career, he has not had a good rest; he is busy even on the statutory rest day.

Perhaps, he was right: Those who are clear will clear themselves, and the truth will always be revealed.

Instead of being sad all day long, it is better to make good use of this period of time to relax and relax your mood.

An idea suddenly came to my mind.

After taking a look at the closed door in the master bedroom, Su Yue walked towards the kitchen……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

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When Song Yiyang turned around and saw Su Yue standing at the kitchen door, his first reaction was that he was stunned.

After only a second of his stunned moment, his low and magnetic voice rang in Su Yue's ears:

"Good morning!"

Su Yue, who was also stunned, was pulled back to reality by Song Yiyang's words "Good Morning".

She raised the corners of her lips gently, and two identical words also overflowed:

"Good morning!"

I thought Song Yiyang was still sleeping, but I saw him in the kitchen; this really made Su Yue feel a little surprised;

What shocked her even more was that this man was actually making breakfast in a good manner!

It’s not a dream or an illusion. The smell of food in the air in the kitchen is real - it’s the smell of fried eggs.

Song Yiyang got up early in the morning and was actually making breakfast!!!

In a trance, Song Yiyang had already passed her and walked straight towards the dining table.

What left Su Yue was a tall back and a scent of seductive taste buds.

Su Yue's shocked eyes never left Song Yiyang from the beginning:

What she saw was that the man in a light blue home clothes first placed the two plates on the dining table with his hands;

As his eyes turned to the table, Su Yue discovered that Song Yiyang made a standard Western breakfast: fried eggs and ham sausages. There were two glasses of milk next to each of the two plates!

Song Yiyang pulled open the chair, but he did not sit down immediately, but turned his head to look at Su Yue who was still standing at the kitchen door:

I saw his firm lips curled upwards:

"Come here, have breakfast together!"

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Men are sometimes very childish.

For example, Song Yiyang at this moment.

"Where is the ointment from yesterday?"

After Song Yiyang applied the swelling-relieving ointment to the small red lump on his forehead, Su Yue realized that something was wrong with the ointment.

What falls into sight is an unfamiliar brand, although it is also a kind of antiswelling ointment.

The ointment from yesterday was obviously only used once, and there should be many more, but why did it disappear?

Su Yue was suspicious.

"Take it!"

Song Yiyang answered with confidence!

It could be heard that his tone was no longer as gentle as before. He suddenly became very irritable, and seemed to be enduring his anger.

"Have it thrown away?"

Su Yue repeated Song Yiyang's words. She never thought that what she heard would be such an answer.

Su Yue looked at Song Yiyang's side face, and she felt the forbearing anger in the man's tone.

But she didn't understand why she threw away a good ointment?

"Why?"

Does this man know how to write the word "waste" and how can he do this?

Thinking of this, Su Yue's two beautiful eyebrows frowned. In addition to being incomprehensible to the man's behavior, there was also a little dissatisfaction between her eyebrows:

"Song Yiyang, don't you think you're wasting too much. That anti-swelling ointment is obviously OK..."

"That was bought by Li Chen'an!"

Song Yiyang's black eyes stared at Su Yue firmly, and the astonishment on her face was seen by him.

In fact, last night, when she heard Su Yue say that the ointment was bought by Li Chen'an for her, Song Yiyang decided to do this - throwing away the ointment.

Damn it, that kind of mood is really bad!

Therefore, this man did one thing as soon as he got up - to throw the anti-swelling ointment that Li Chen'an bought into the trash can;

Then, Song Yiyang went out to the pharmacy and bought another brand of antiswelling ointment.

This is the ointment that Su Yue saw now.

"you………………"

Su Yue moved her lips. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

He said that because it was bought by Li Chen'an, he threw away the ointment.

Su Yue just stared at Song Yiyang moving his lips toward him again, and his tone returned to his previous gentleness:

"This ointment has a very good effect, but remember to apply it on time every day, and don't touch soy sauce during this period, otherwise it will leave scars."

These precautions were told by the pharmacy staff when they were buying ointments in the pharmacy just now.

Song Yiyang carefully asked the pharmacy clerks carefully about those who should avoid food and those who cannot eat it; and he also remembered all the precautions in his heart.

"Song Yiyang,"

Su Yue gently bit her lip, paused for a moment before opening the lip again, "Thank you!"

After a while, the man sitting opposite him did not respond.

However, those black eyes that emitted a burning gaze stared at the small face as big as a palm in front of him without a moment.

In fact, what Su Yue didn't know was that her sentence, which was originally very simple and pure, made someone sound a little ambiguous at this time;

What she didn't know even more was that at this time, Song Yiyang's silence was actually that there were some teasing factors deep in his heart that were about to move.

In an instant, a faint shimmer of teasing light flashed at the bottom of the black eyes that was not easily noticed.

The next second, Song Yiyang leaned forward unexpectedly;

As a result, Su Yue forced her back and leaned her body towards the back of the sofa.

At this moment, the distance between the two seemed to be back to the ambiguous distance range last night:

Su Yue nervously pressed his back tightly against the backrest of the sofa, while Song Yiyang supported his hands on both sides of Su Yue's body, and his upper body was approaching Su Yue;

To be precise, it was Song Yiyang who locked Su Yue in his arms.

After a few seconds, his strong lips slowly opened after his black eyes stared at the nervous little face in front of him.

The low and magnetic voice immediately rang in the living room, echoing in someone's ears:

"Just say 'thank you', such sincerity is not enough, right?"
To be continued...
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