After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 125 Can’t change a bit

Songzi turned around and saw Nozi's eyes closed, muttering something in his mouth, but his hand was holding the corner of Songzi's clothes and refused to let go.

"Don't...don't..."

Seeing the coat he had just put on being held in someone's hands, Songzi sighed.

"You like this dress? Then I'll give it to you."

After saying that, he took off his coat again. Song Yezi pinched a corner of the coat and dropped his hand back to the bed, stopping sobbing.

"What a strange person you are."

Song Zi looked at Song Yezi who curled up with his clothes and buried his head in the quilt, sleeping soundly.

After standing for 2 minutes, he went out.

When Duan Xiaowu was carried back to the room by Chang Rong, she was still mumbling Song Yezi's name.

"Yezi...where's Nohko?"

"Songzi sent her back, don't worry."

Chang Rong put Duan Xiaowu on the sofa, turned around and poured a glass of warm water.

"Come, drink water."

With Chang Rong's hand, Duan Xiaowu drank most of the glass of water, and then fell directly on the sofa.

"Chang Rong, it's a bit hot."

Chang Rong took off Duan Xiaowu's coat.

"That way it won't be hot."

"a little cold."

"..."

"Still hungry."

Duan Xiaowu fell down on the sofa and said in a low voice.

"Duan Xiaowu, you must have done it on purpose."

Chang Rong lowered his head and whispered in Duan Xiaowu's ear.

"You just ate two chicken legs, three wings, five skewers of beef, an eggplant and a dozen pork belly out, and finally you ate a roasted corn, and you drank so much wine in the middle. Are you still hungry? "

Duan Xiaowu chuckled twice after hearing this.

"Who is it, a pig? Eat so much."

Her words made Chang Rong laugh.

"Yeah, I didn't know it was that pig that ate so much."

With that said, he carried Duan Xiaowu into the bathroom and gave her a bath.

It was almost two o'clock when the two of them were lying on the bed.

……

The soft sunlight in the morning ran into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the light slowly moved to Song Yezi's bed.

Before he could open his groggy eyes, Song Yezi just moved and found that his neck was so painful that he couldn't move.

After a while, she finally moved her stiff neck.

"Uh……"

She sat up with her hands on the bed and looked at her surroundings.

How did she come back last night?
In order to stay in shape, she hadn't eaten or drank as much as she did last night for a long time.

"Now I'm so drunk that I'm almost as good as Duan Xiaowu."

The smell of barbecue mixed with beer lingered on her body, and she couldn't imagine how she fell asleep last night.

After rubbing his aching head, Song Yezi was about to get out of bed and take a shower.

But as soon as he lifted the quilt, he was startled by the colorful clothes under the quilt.

"This dress..."

These are the clothes of that tasteless Songzi!
Now Song Yezi didn't even have time to take a shower, so he quickly picked up the phone and called Duan Xiaowu.

But she hung up again the next second.

There were just the four of them last night, and she remembered that both she and Duan Xiaowu were drunk.

Chang Rong took Duan Xiaowu back to her room, and the only person who could send her back was... Songzi.

After holding his forehead for a while, Song Yezi finally calmed down.

Ask someone to send Songzi's coat to be washed.

He ran to the bathroom and washed away the barbecue smell from last night.

When Duan Xiaowu woke up, Chang Rong was still sleeping next to her.

She stretched out of habit, and woke up as soon as she moved.

"Hmm... are you awake?"

"When did you come back?"

Duan Xiaowu's mind is not very clear yet. "I came back last night."

Chang Rong obviously still wanted to sleep, but he subconsciously answered Duan Xiaowu's question.

The next second, Duan Xiaowu sat up.

"Where's Yezi?"

Chang Rong saw Duan Xiaowu's nervous look and took her hand to let her lie down again.

He hugged Duan Xiaowu and held her in his arms.

"She has gone back. Songzi sent her back."

Duan Xiaowu felt relieved now.

"Fortunately, there are pine nuts."

"Ah."

Chang Rong leaned close to her ear and kissed her earlobe gently.

"Xiao Wu, I always feel that you treat Yezi differently than you treat others."

"Ok?"

Duan Xiaowu closed her eyes and wondered.

Chang Rong thought for a moment and spoke again.

"You don't feel like a normal friend to her, but like...her parent."

Duan Xiaowu smiled, but did not deny what Chang Rong said.

"I do take care of her a little more, except in terms of cooking."

She turned around to face Chang Rong.

"Yezi is actually different from what you see. She is in need of someone who can control her and be sincerely good to her."

She told Chang Rong the story of Yezi's childhood, and Chang Rong fell into silence for a while.

"After all these years, has Noko ever thought about finding her family?"

Duan Xiaowu shook his head.

"She doesn't have much expectations for family ties. She is close to me because she only played with me when she was a child, and others sometimes bullied her."

Chang Rong couldn't imagine how much homework Song Yezi had done for him in front of others. He had to present a generous and cheerful image to a person who was extremely delicate at heart.

"So, it's not that she didn't go home because she was busy at work, but because she didn't want to go back to her adoptive parents' home, so she flew around the world and said she was busy with work?"

"Ah."

Duan Xiaowu nodded.

"It's sometimes difficult for Yezi to control her emotions. Her adoptive parents will become emotionally unstable if something goes wrong if something happens to her younger brother. Yezi is also influenced by them."

Chang Rong said no more.

So he pretends to be someone who is not easy to bully, and looks arrogant and difficult to get along with, but in fact he is just a protective shell for himself.

……

Songzi slept until noon before getting up. She was frying poached eggs in the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

He turned off the fire and opened the door, and saw Song Yezi standing outside the door holding his coat.

"How did you come?"

Seeing Song Yezi's somewhat embarrassed expression, Songzi suddenly felt very fresh.

"I'm here to return my clothes. You sent me back last night, right?"

"Of course, who else but me?"

Song Zi was wearing a loose nightgown, with one hand on the door frame and the other hand taking the coat from Song Yezi's hand.

"Well, thanks."

Song Yezi looked under the door frame and whispered.

"Yeah, okay, don't talk about being embarrassed. Why am I so uncomfortable hearing you talk like this?"

Songzi smiled jokingly, looking like a dandy young master.

Song Yezi raised his head suddenly.

She really shouldn't think of this person as a good person, so why did she put on a filter when he sent her back to her room?

When he first came here, he was still thinking about whether to change his view of Song Zi. Now looking at this face, Song Yezi didn't think about it at all.

Nothing has changed.

Some people can tell at a glance without even taking another glance.This person may not be a bad person, but he must be the type of person she hates.

"Not used to it? Then cut off your ears."

Songzi took a deep breath.

"Well, I'm used to it."

The tone is still interesting enough.

(End of this chapter)