After kissing enough, Shi Yang moved away, smiling at Zhao Meimei.
Zhao Meimei still clung to Shi Yang's neck, unwilling to let go. She felt that waking up to see Shi Yang was a happiness that felt like a dream.
Zhao Meimei asked, "Brother, when did you get back?"
Shi Yang reached out to brush aside the hair that had fallen over her face: "Just now, you should get some more sleep."
Zhao Meimei shook her head, cuddling close to Shi Yang: "I'm not sleeping anymore."
Shi Yang pinched her butt: "If you're not sleeping, then get up. I brought chicken wings for you from that famous shop on North Street. Do you want some?"
"Sure." Zhao Meimei quickly got up and followed Shi Yang to the living room to eat.
Zhao Meimei went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and Shi Yang's phone beeped. Zhao Wendada had sent him a message asking him to check his email and help choose some window mannequins.
After reading the message, Shi Yang turned to the bedroom to go online.
