I don't care about dating reality shows or the entertainment industry!

Four o'clock in the morning.

A man comes out of a woman's room!

What does this mean?!

Jiang Mu was dumbfounded.

During the day, the two pretended not to know each other, but at night they slept in the same room!

what! ! ! ! !

The soul of Bagua is burning!

Completely forgetting why he opened the bedroom door, and no longer thirsty, he returned to his bedroom with a feeling of utter shock.

kitchen.

Duan Xingye washed the used dishes and tidied up the kitchen before returning to his room.

It was already 4:30 a.m.

Duan Xingye lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

His mind kept replaying the image of Su Youzi when she was sick.

So delicate, so endearing.

Its daybreak.

Duan Xingye went to the kitchen and brought back a glass of water.

He gently pushed open Su Youzi's bedroom door and placed the water glass on the bedside table.

Looking at Su Youzi's sleeping face, a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

He reached out and gently brushed aside the stray hairs on Su Youzi's forehead.

Place the back of your hand on her forehead.

The temperature has dropped.

He turned around to get the thermometer to take his temperature.

36.9 degrees.

The fever has subsided.

Duan Xingye finally felt relieved and quietly left the room.

...

Two hours later.

"Ah—" Su Youzi stretched out a big yawn. The illness she had last night had completely disappeared under Duan Xingye's meticulous care.

She jumped out of bed with renewed energy, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains, instantly filling the entire room with warm sunlight.

She hummed a song, opened her wardrobe, and carefully selected her "battle outfit" for the day.

In the end, she chose a light pink dress.

After washing.

She changed into a dress, which made her skin look even whiter, and she looked as sweet as a fresh peach, full of youthful vitality.

"Perfect!" Su Youzi winked at herself in the mirror, extremely satisfied.

the other side.

With panda eyes and a head full of gossip, Jiang Mu got out of bed.

She walked into the kitchen, still half asleep.

The shocking revelation last night kept her awake for half the night, her mind filled with images of Duan Xingye walking out of Su Youzi's room.

I really want to know the answer!!

Duan Xingye was cooking porridge again, following the recipe his mother had given him.

Hearing the noise, he turned around and met Jiang Mu's probing eyes.

"Good morning, Jiang Mu," Duan Xingye greeted casually.

"Good...good morning..." Jiang Mu stammered in response, her heart pounding like a rabbit's.

"Last night...you..." Jiang Mu was about to ask when she was interrupted by a clear voice.

Good morning, everyone!

Su Youzi walked into the kitchen with a bright smile on her face.

Jiang Mu swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Good morning," Duan Xingye replied indifferently, glancing at Su Youzi.

Zhao Yunlan smiled at Su Youzi, "Youzi, did you wash your hair this morning?"

“Yes.” Su Youzi pulled out a chair and sat down with a big smile.

Duan Xingye glanced at her again.

His eyes were filled with displeasure.

Washing your hair right after your fever broke!

Can't you be a little more obedient?!

Zhao Yunlan glanced at Duan Xingye and noticed a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Can't help but shake his head.

In her eyes, of all the male guests in the house, he had the biggest problem with Su Youzi.

But this scene stirred up a storm in Jiang Mu's heart.

Encore!

Encore! !

Zhu Jiuchuan, who was sitting at the dining table, saw Jiang Mu staring intently at Duan Xingye.

His previously calm face suddenly darkened.

An alarm bell rang in my mind, and my hand gripping the chopsticks tightened unconsciously.

Lu Jiayi went to the kitchen.

I glanced casually at the kitchen, and then paused, stunned.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Duan Xingye stood in front of the rice cooker and poured out the porridge.

He was wearing a black T-shirt, but the sleeves were casually rolled up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined forearms.

Lu Jiayi's heart raced uncontrollably.

He...he was...cooking porridge?

This scene struck Lu Jiayi's heart hard.

She has loved drinking porridge since she was a child.

My nose suddenly stung, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears.

How did he know...?

How did he know my stomach was upset and I happened to want to drink porridge...?

Whenever she was sick, her mother would cook her a bowl of soup herself, saying it was the best for her stomach.

"How did you know I just wanted to drink porridge?" Lu Jiayi's voice was choked with emotion, and her eyes were red.

[Aaaaaaah! My favorite ship is giving us some sweet moments!]

Duan Xingye got up early this morning to cook porridge for Jiayi. What an amazing man!

Jiayi was stunned; that look in her eyes was incredible!

[kswlkswl, I've already imagined an entire idol drama!]

Duan Xingye looked up and met Lu Jiayi's big, watery eyes.

He froze for a moment.

"not me..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Wow! Hoshino is cooking porridge!" Liu Tang walked over to Lu Jiayi with a smile and affectionately took her arm.

"I just casually mentioned that I like to drink porridge, and I'm so happy to have porridge to drink today."

Lu Jiayi's smile froze instantly.

What's going on?

So, Duan Xingye didn't cook this specifically for Lu Jiayi?

My on-screen couple broke up?

Duan's house.

Charlene, sporting panda eyes, lay in bed watching a live stream.

I stayed up all night.

She just wanted to know for whom her son learned to cook porridge.

"Holmes, have you found out who's making your son learn to cook porridge in the middle of the night?" Duan Yifeng asked, glancing at his wife's phone while adjusting his tie.

Charlene glared at him.

"I think it's Jiang Mu, but my son is too embarrassed to say it."

Duan Yifeng shook his head helplessly.

"Alright, alright, it's Jiang Mu. You were woken up by that brat in the middle of the night and haven't been able to sleep since. Go catch up on your sleep."

Charlene reluctantly put down her phone and yawned.

"You think our son is in a relationship? He's never been this caring before."

Duan Yifeng smiled. "Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"

Xia Lin thought for a moment, "I still prefer Jiang Mu."

"You like Jiang Mu more because she's Ning Zhi's goddaughter," Duan Yifeng said with a smile, exposing her lie.

"...My son and Zhizhi's child were engaged, and I have a sense of contractual obligation."

Duan Yifeng smiled helplessly.

Xia Lin: "In a few days, Xiao Wei's former sister-in-law will also be on a dating reality show."

"That little girl who likes Hoshino?"