"You keep sleeping, I'll go make breakfast." Jiang Jingming got out of bed, seeing Sang Yu with a blank expression, his eyes carried a hint of amusement.
After the man left, Sang Yu suddenly covered her head with the blanket.
What on earth was that man saying, such bold words!
Downstairs, she could already hear the man busy in the kitchen.
Sang Yu slowly got out of bed reluctantly.
By the time she tidied up and went downstairs, the man had already made breakfast.
"Aren't you going to work?"
He didn't go to work yesterday to accompany her, does he not need to go today either?
Jiang Jingming: "I'll go later."
"What about the door?" Sang Yu mustered the courage to ask.
That door needs to be fixed quickly; if today's events happen again, things might really get out of hand.
Jiang Jingming's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "I'll fix it when I have time, I've been busy these days."
