He couldn’t help but shake his head with a smile, went inside, turned on the light, bent down to pick up the haphazardly placed slippers on the floor, and neatly arranged them beside Lin Qiao’s feet.
But at this moment, Lin Qiao no longer had the face to face the world. She didn’t even bother to put on her slippers and rushed into the bedroom barefoot, locking the door behind her.
If she was guilty, let the law punish her, not subject her to this social torture!
Lin Qiao’s face burned like fire. She quickly rushed into the bathroom to wash her face.
While washing her face, Lin Qiao heard the door open slightly. She guessed that it was Su Zhengxing closing the door and leaving, and finally, she breathed a sigh of relief.
After showering, Lin Qiao buried herself in the covers.
“Aaaaaaahhhhhh! What am I doing?!”
Lin Qiao rolled around on the bed in frustration, feeling like she must have been cursed today; otherwise, how could she have done so many stupid things!
Pretending to be drunk—Su Zhengxing was definitely laughing at her right now!
Ugh! Why can’t life have a rewind button?!
Perhaps she was truly exhausted after a day of excitement, Lin Qiao soon fell asleep under the covers. When she woke up again, the sun was already high overhead, and the dazzling sunlight streamed in through the French windows of the balcony, making it hard to open her eyes.
Lin Qiao, with her hair all messed up, got out of bed, rubbed her eyes, and half-asleep, prepared to get up. Her feet instinctively tried to find her slippers on the floor next to the bed several times, but couldn’t find them. Then she remembered that she seemed to have run barefoot yesterday.
The dead memories attacked her again, so she quickly patted her face to wake herself up.
Barefoot, Lin Qiao yawned as she opened the door, intending to go to the kitchen to boil some water, when she suddenly saw Su Zhengxing standing in her kitchen wearing her apron!
Lin Qiao was so frightened that she swallowed back her yawn, thinking that she had opened the door the wrong way, so she quickly closed the door and opened it again.
After opening and closing the door several times, Su Zhengxing remained standing motionless in her kitchen.
Lin Qiao, utterly shocked, blurted out, “Why haven’t you left yet?!”
However, she regretted it as soon as she said it. Didn’t this clearly show that she wasn’t drunk and still remembered what happened last night?
Seeing that she had gotten up, Su Zhengxing poured the fried eggs from the frying pan into a plate and naturally took off his apron and put it aside.
“Go wash your face and have breakfast.”
Lin Qiao looked at him, who was dressed in cashmere loungewear and looked relaxed as if he were in his own home, and slowly had a question mark on her forehead.
For a moment, Lin Qiao genuinely wondered if she had blacked out last night; otherwise, how could she have absolutely no memory of this at all?
Lin Qiao was completely bewildered. With a confused and bewildered expression, she hesitantly went to the bathroom in the living room to wash her face and brush her teeth. When she came out, Su Zhengxing had already served her breakfast.
It was fried eggs, toast, and milk; egg pancakes, fried dough sticks, and soy milk—both Chinese and Western options, all her favorites.
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