Chapter 611

An hour and a half later, the two young people returned to the villa.

"I ate on the plane; I want to sleep for a while first."

Xu Qingzhou prepared to go make up for some sleep first; with the noise of the transportation gone from his ears, he just wanted to lie down and sleep now.

Basically, it would take two days to adjust to the jet lag.

"You go sleep first."

Song Yao nodded, currently organizing the things in Xu Qingzhou's suitcase.

Xu Qingzhou collapsed on the bed; after returning to a familiar environment, the nerves that had been tense at the report meeting relaxed.

However, before he had even closed his eyes, the bedroom door was pushed open, and School Beauty Song walked in wearing slippers.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Qingzhou asked a question he already knew the answer to.

"Can't I take a nap?" Song Yao pulled at the rubber band on her hand to tie up her hair.

"..."

The two people huddled in the quilt.

Xu Qingzhou lay straight; although he also wanted to cuddle, he inexplicably wanted to tease the girl beside him. Sure enough, soon, School Beauty Song's feet rubbed against his calves.

Xu Qingzhou took a deep breath and decided to remain still.

Beside him, Song Yao pursed her lips and groped over with her hand.

After a while.

Creak~

Xu Qingzhou had already rolled over and pressed down on School Beauty Song's body, pinning the girl's restless hands.

"Now you're the one who doesn't want to sleep."

Song Yao struggled symbolically a few times and blinked her eyes innocently. Being pinned down tightly by Xu Qingzhou... it was very exciting.

Xu Qingzhou lowered his head.

Damn, if things go on like this, how are we going to sleep?

He was already suffering from jet lag, and after experiencing another round of physical labor, Xu Qingzhou slept like a log; when he woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Song Yao had already gotten up and had even tidied up the bedroom.

"Refreshed and invigorated."

Xu Qingzhou had his hands behind his head, rested for a while, then climbed up and walked downstairs leisurely.

"You're awake."

Song Yao poked half her body out of the kitchen, looking at the boy with two dark circles under his eyes, "I was just about to go call you."

"My waist hurts from sleeping."

Xu Qingzhou followed Song Yao to the kitchen; chicken soup was stewing on the stove, and several side dishes had already been prepared.

"Dinner in 20 minutes; you can go lie down in the living room for a while."

Song Yao rolled up her sleeves.

Xu Qingzhou leaned against the door frame, sizing up Song Yao, who had started getting busy.

Unlike his listless appearance, School Beauty Song's fair and delicate little face revealed a layer of healthy redness, her beautiful eyes were moist and spirited, and there was a hint of spring between her brows.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Yao felt a bit uncomfortable being looked at by this person.

"I remembered that sentence, no..."

Seeing that Song Yao's fist was already clenched, Xu Qingzhou swallowed the words he was about to say.

Song Yao curled her lips, thinking to herself that this person couldn't say anything nice.

Heating the pan and adding oil.

The sound of stir-frying soon rang out in the kitchen; School Beauty Song's movements were proficient, and she even had the demeanor of a master chef.

Now, Song Yao disliked the meals he cooked.

Tsk tsk, time really flies.

He couldn't help but think back to high school graduation, the first time he went to her house to cook with Song Yao; at that time, School Beauty Song had to spend half a day just to cut a vegetable.

Look at her now, her "wife" attributes are maxed out.

"Xu Qingzhou, get out."

"Why?"

"You're disturbing me."