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When the first ray of sunlight stirred in the faint fragrance of women's perfume to wake Shen Zhifei up in the morning, she was in a trance for a moment, thinking that she was still in a dream.

——Zhang Yao's face was facing her, she was sleeping peacefully, maybe it was a little hot from being held in her arms, her cheeks showed a powdery color, which looked easy to pinch.

Shen Zhifei thought so, and did so.

After all, in her dream, the person she likes is lying beside her, so she can do whatever she wants?Anyway, it's just a dream, and you won't lose a piece of meat, so why bother yourself!

Fingertips were Zhang Yao's soft face, and Shen Zhifei bent her eyes contentedly. Although she disliked the smell of alcohol on her body at the moment, Zhang Yao smelled good, and it was the first time she dreamed of such a Zhang Yao who could be manipulated by her. Yao.

Zhang Yao's pretty brows frowned, and impatiently raised her hand to wave away the hand that disturbed her dream. Shen Zhifei turned her head and stared at her hand for a moment.

The wrist hit by Zhang Yao seemed a little numb.

Shen Zhifei blinked in confusion, and bit his tongue under the 28-degree morning light.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain from the tip of the tongue, and Shen Zhifei couldn't help but gasp slightly due to the pain.

Isn't this a dream? !

She glanced at Zhang Yao who had fallen asleep again, and Shen Zhifei rolled over and got out of bed in a mess in the wind, staggered and stood beside the bed with her shoes on, her head bowed and her hands tangled together, like a primary school student who was punished to stand.

She saw Zhang Yao's chest heaving violently on the bed, and then those eyes opened. Under the sun, her pupils were light brown, completely different from Shen Zhifei's pure black, it was another form It looks good.

Zhang Yao usually sleeps lightly in the morning, and Shen Zhifei's big movement of getting up is enough to wake her up. She hasn't drunk, so she naturally knows what's going on, so she ignores the strange feeling left on her cheek.

She shared a room and bed with her ex-girlfriend for one night without knowing why. She had to explain this kind of scandalous thing.

Zhang Yao sat up, got off the bed neatly, put on her shoes and said, "You were drunk last night, you hugged someone and refused to let you go, I can't break you."

His tone was flat, as if he was saying good morning.

Shen Zhifei couldn't figure out her mood, nor could she guess her temper, so he took a small step towards her and said, "I... I didn't know that I would be like this when I was drunk, um, sorry."

"Tsk." Seeing her awkward face that seemed familiar to her, Zhang Yao stood up and asked helplessly, "Have you never been drunk before?"

Shen Zhifei nodded, then shook his head: "No...drunk..."

Zhang Yao narrowed her eyes, "Does she look like this in front of others?" Did she hug others when she was drunk before?

Shen Zhifei seemed to read a trace of displeasure from Zhang Yao's expression, but she didn't know where the other party's displeasure was: "I...not."

She was a little guilty, although she had only been drunk in front of Shen Zhiming and Fang Han, after all, she was broken after drinking, and they didn't tell her glorious deeds when she woke up the next day, so she didn't even know that she did it. something happened.

"Heh." Zhang Yao snorted coldly, turned around and opened the bedroom door, and the Christmas tree ornaments hanging on the door were wobbly.

Shen Zhifei didn't know why, her eyes widened for a while, she seemed to see a little bit of complaint in Zhang Yao's eyes before turning around?

It's a pity that she is not the roundworm in Zhang Yao's stomach. Naturally, she would never expect that this person would be jealous because of this inexplicable reason.

Zhang Yao went to the bathroom of her home, wiped her face and rinsed her mouth briefly, after all, there were no toiletries for her, so she could only make do with it no matter how inconvenient it was.With water on her hands, she straightened her somewhat messy hair after sleeping all night, and then straightened her crumpled shirt collar. Zhang Yao saw Shen Zhifei's face in the mirror.

Even with dark circles under her eyes, her face is too soft.

Zhang Yao only glanced at it and quickly looked away.

Shen Zhifei didn't care about her little change, but walked to Zhang Yao's side with a little hesitation, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Yao: "..." Is she still drunk?

"If it's because of what happened last night," Zhang Yao flicked the water on her finger without saying a word, "You have already apologized just now."

"No." Shen Zhifei shook his head, not intending to continue.

Zhang Yao was hung up and down by her for a while, and she took a step to the side: "You have kept in touch with Fang Han and the others all these years?"

"Hmm." Shen Zhifei nodded, picked up the tooth cup, the toothbrush inside was new, she squeezed out a piece of toothpaste.

Zhang Yao didn't speak, but pursed her lips.

Shen Zhifei turned on the faucet, and when he saw Zhang Yao's slightly gloomy face from the corner of his eye, he paused for a moment, and instinctively added: "I don't work too often, just occasionally."

Zhang Yao's face paled a little, but she was still not very well.

So Shen Zhifei has kept in touch with many people over the years, except herself?

Shen Zhifei seemed to see what Zhang Yao was thinking this time. She wiped off the mouthwash, took a face towel to wipe off the white foam on her lips, smiled slightly, and added: "Only the two of them, no someone else."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Zhang Yao with bright eyes, like a kindergarten kid asking for credit from an adult.

Zhang Yao looked at her for a few seconds, "..." Then she forced herself not to look at her again, "Got it, I'll go out first."

Shen Zhifei is cute and docile like this, Zhang Yao only feels that her forced indifference and deliberate alienation are like a punch landed on the cotton, without causing any damage, but a bit of a waste of effort.

Shen Zhifei saw Zhang Yao's leaving back from the mirror, the water flowed through her fingers, and she quickly lowered her head to wash her face.

Out of politeness, Zhang Yao just sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for Shen Zhifei to pack up before saying goodbye to her.

She took a brief look at Shen Zhifei's living room.

The living room is very large, with a video wall on one side, and a large mirror that occupies half of the wall. Under the mirror is a sofa, and then a coffee table.

On the wall facing the door is a family portrait. In the photo, Shen Zhifei's parents are standing side by side. They look very well-matched. The woman with exquisite makeup is holding a baby in her arms. The little Shen Zhifei stands in the middle of the couple.

There are several pieces of porcelain placed in the windows on both sides of the video wall, Zhang Yao can only tell that they are blue and white porcelain.

There is a tea set on the coffee table, and next to the tea table are several travel magazines and an ashtray.

This was supposed to be a very lively family, but for some reason, she felt a little deserted.

Shen Zhifei tidied up quickly, and came out of the bathroom within a few minutes. Zhang Yao saw her stand up immediately, "I'll--"

"Have."

Zhang Yao's words choked on her lips, she was really not used to Shen Zhifei like this.She showed a little surprise, raised her eyes and said, "What?"

Shen Zhifei knew that her behavior was too abnormal, but facing Zhang Yao, she asked herself that she was not very normal.

She said softly, "Have a meal before leaving."

It's fine if you don't talk about it, when you mention Zhang Yao, you just feel that there is only the word "hungry" in capital letters, bold and underlined in your mind.

But she still had to remain reserved and calm on the surface, she swallowed without a trace, "No need, I'm not hungry."

Facts have proved that lying is punished.

As soon as Zhang Yao's words fell to the ground, her abdomen let out a "grunt" sound very uncooperatively.

Zhang Yao suddenly felt her cheeks were hot, red from her neck to the tips of her ears.

Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Shen Zhifei held back his smile, didn't say anything to add to the embarrassing atmosphere, just looked at her and said, "You're welcome, I'll make breakfast."

After Shen Zhifei went out, Zhang Yao pressed her stomach angrily, showing a rare hint of irritability.

The ingredients in the refrigerator are all fresh, and Shen Zhifei will ask someone to buy them and put them in the refrigerator every time he comes back, just in case they are needed, but they have never used them before, and this time they really come in handy.

It wasn't too early, and Shen Zhifei didn't want Zhang Yao to be hungry for too long, so he put on the soymilk machine - as far as the ingredients at hand were concerned, making soymilk was the fastest so far.While the beans were soaking, she went to the fire to add oil, pulled out two or three cold eggs from the refrigerator, and made simple fried eggs carefully and earnestly.

Fortunately, there was toast among the things I bought, which allowed Shen Zhifei to greatly shorten the preparation time for this breakfast.

Just when Shen Zhifei stepped out of the kitchen to ask Zhang Yao to have dinner, the courtyard door suddenly opened—their kitchen and study were outside the living room, that is, in the other two rooms in the courtyard.

Shen Zhifei looked at Shen Zhiming, who had an anxious face and worried eyes, and there was another sound of lifting the door curtain next to her ear. She turned her head and saw Zhang Yao who also heard the sound.

The three of you looked at me and I looked at you, and the scene fell into a suffocating silence for a while.

Shen Zhiming came back to his senses first, he ran over in two or three steps, and took a good look at his sister up, down, left, and right with a little panting, and found that there was no missing arm or leg, he was relieved, and said angrily:

"Do you know how many times I called you last night? If you don't answer, forget it and turn off the phone? I bought the earliest ticket and came back. If I can't find anyone at home here, I will report to the population. Missing! How can you be so worrying at such an adult!"

Shen Zhifei accepted her younger brother's scolding with a reddish face, and when Shen Zhiming's machine-gun-like mouth finally stopped, she found a gap to speak and explained: "I drank some wine yesterday, and my phone ran out of battery and turned off."

And when she woke up in the morning and was addicted to Zhang Yao's beauty, she never remembered that there was a left-behind child Shen Zhiming waiting for him to come home.

In her heart, she silently said to Shen Zhiming, brother, I'm sorry, but my sister is so obsessed.

Shen Zhiming snorted and turned to the beginning, and suddenly froze, as if he had finally realized that there was such a beautiful sister who seemed unapproachable in this scene, he cleared his throat, and put his elbow on Shen Zhifei's arm: "Hey, Who is this?"

Shen Zhifei raised his hand: "Oh, she is—"

"Zhang Yao, long time no see." Zhang Yao accepted Shen Zhifei's words, and extended her right hand towards Shen Zhiming in a friendly manner.

"Hello, hello, I'm her younger brother, named Shen Zhiming." Shen Zhiming held her hand in a daze, "Have we met?"

Zhang Yao?He searched all the beautiful sisters in his mind, but he never remembered that there was such a person as Zhang Yao in his memory.