"Ahem, Mom, this... Song Qingrui is the one who suffers." Lin Fanyue said in a low voice, "It's also my mother who is worried."

Mother Lin: "..."

Listen, what else can she say with such shameless words?

But...if I think about it carefully, it doesn't seem unreasonable.

"Are you really going to live together?" Mother Lin asked after calming down.

"No, Qing Rui just moved out of the Presidential Palace. We haven't been together for a long time..." Lin Fanyue said sarcastically, "I still live at home. Sometimes distance is also beautiful.

"

"As long as you know, I won't agree to your cohabitation without marriage." Mother Lin said angrily, "But please be careful and don't get pregnant before we are married."

"I know."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fanyue's face was already burning.

So shameful.

"Baby, it's time to have breakfast."

Song Qingrui suddenly opened the door, wearing off-white home clothes with a warm and doting smile on his face, "I cooked some wontons for you."

Lin Fanyue then remembered that when she was visiting the supermarket last night, she said she wanted to eat wonton stew.

But she wanted to buy a pack of small wontons, but Song Qingrui didn't think that was good, so she ended up buying wonton wrappers and fresh meat.

Being able to get up and enjoy the breakfast cooked by my boyfriend is a very sweet feeling.

"I don't want to move."

Lin Fanyue kicked the quilt deliberately and hypocritically, looking completely weak, "It's all your fault, I'm exhausted."

It was okay if she didn't say it, but when she mentioned Song Qingrui, he remembered her charming appearance last night. His throat felt itchy and he couldn't help but lean in and kiss her mouth.

"Song Qingrui, you've had enough, you're done." Lin Fanyue kicked him and pretended to be angry and said, "We were photographed while shopping last night, and now everyone knows that I spent the night at your place.

I was even scolded by my mother, which was so embarrassing."

"Just shoot, we didn't do anything shameful," Song Qingrui kissed him nonchalantly, "You lied to yourself, it's not my fault."

"It doesn't matter who you rely on, it all depends on you anyway." Lin Fanyue seemed to transform into an unreasonable woman, hammering and beating him on the chest, "I'm going to be laughed to death."

"Who is laughing at you? It's too late to envy you."

Song Qingrui picked her up directly and said, "It seems that my princess is angry. She asked me to brush your teeth this morning."

After arriving in the bathroom, it was Song Qingrui who brushed her teeth.

In the mirror, the two people's figures stuck together were reflected. The man behind him had handsome eyes, and the woman was very charming. Their faces were full of anger, but their eyes were sweet beyond words.

This scene made Lin Fanyue slightly dazed.

After washing up, Song Qingrui took her out to have breakfast again.

After sitting down, she said unnaturally, "Don't hug me all the time. I'm not Yue Yue."

"But what should I do if I want to hug her?" Song Qingrui looked at her intensely.

She glanced at him shyly, "Didn't you have enough hugs last night?"

"Not enough." Song Qingrui smiled.

Lin Fanyue lowered her head and ate wontons in embarrassment.

The buns are small in size, the meat is very soft, and the soup is very fragrant.

After eating and drinking, neither of them had to rush to work.

Song Qingrui hugged her and sat on the sofa, trimming her fingernails.

Lin Fanyue glanced at the book on the coffee table and asked, "When will you take the exam?"

"Next month." Song Qingrui said with a smile, "After passing the exam, you will have to go to class again."

"Will there be many beauties in the school?" Lin Fanyue suddenly warned, "If you dare to do anything sorry for me, you will be finished."

"Don't dare, don't dare." Song Qingrui quickly finished cutting and took her into his arms, "You can drain me dry just by serving you, how can you tolerate other women."

"Song Qingrui, you are looking for death."

Lin Fanyue rushed towards him in shame and threw him down on the sofa.

Song Qingrui grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him, and she instantly fell on his chest.

He smiled lowly, raised his head and kissed her, turned over, and quickly pressed her down again.

"Song Qingrui, why are you...um."


Chapter completed!