Lord Xiao, your wife is super sweet!

Chapter 723 Why Haven't You Left Yet?
In the early morning of the next day, the sun was bright and cloudless, and the blue sky was as clean as washing water.

Song Ziming had a messy hairstyle, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stepped on slippers, and came out of the bedroom unsteadily.

When they went downstairs, they saw Gong Xiao who was already sitting in the living room, drinking morning tea with Yunlin.

The young man smiled lightly, talking and laughing happily with his future father-in-law, looking very at ease.

When he was joking, the tails of his eyes were slightly hooked, showing informality.

He has always maintained good living habits, going to bed early and getting up early, and he is full of energy every morning.

He will never be like Song Ziming at this moment, his head is dizzy and he hasn't fully woken up yet.

Gong Xiao's shirt was neat, and his whole body was neat and tidy, especially refreshing.

It was in stark contrast to Song Ziming, who had disheveled hair, wasted energy, and yawned repeatedly.

Song Ziming came to the living room unsteadily, and fell down on the sofa directly, as if he could continue to sleep as long as he was given a pillow.

"Zi Ming, did you not sleep well? Why does your spirit look so bad?"

Yunlin looked at Song Ziming who was lying on the sofa as if exhausted, and couldn't help asking with concern.

Song Ziming waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I read the documents too late last night."

"Are you sure it's because of the file?"

Gong Xiao gracefully placed the teacup on the table, with an ambiguous smile on his lips, and turned to look at Song Ziming.

"What do you mean?"

Song Ziming raised his eyebrows, "Don't you suspect that I have done something I shouldn't have done?"

To be honest, he was a little guilty.

Because he answered a work call yesterday, he left Xiaodoudou at the door of Yunzhen's room and forgot about it.

When I thought about it later, I found that Xiaodoudou was sent back to the room to sleep.

Song Ziming suspected that someone had discovered that he and Xiaodoudou were squatting at Yunzhen's gate to supervise.

The smile on Gong Xiao's lips remained unchanged, "Uncle knows best in his heart."

"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about!"

Song Ziming started to pretend to be stupid, but his eyes flickered slightly. If Zhenzhen knew about the squatting supervision, it would be terrible!

"By the way, it's already dawn, why don't you leave?"

Song Ziming raised his eyebrows again and looked at Gong Xiao. As soon as he finished speaking, he yawned uncontrollably, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Gong Xiao didn't answer his question, but continued to pick up his teacup and drink tea calmly.

At this moment, Yun Zhen, who was helping Aunt Chen to make breakfast in the kitchen, came out with a cup of coffee.

Looking at Song Ziming who was in a bad mood, she curled her lips helplessly and said:

"Uncle, just take care of yourself first, don't worry about other people's affairs all the time."

As she said that, she handed the coffee in her hand to Song Ziming, "Here, drink some coffee to refresh yourself!"

"What is other people's business, your business is my business, am I worried that you will be bullied by some people!"

Song Ziming said with some resentment, took the coffee and took a sip.

He suddenly glanced at Gong Xiao vigilantly, then turned to look at Yun Zhen, and asked:
"This kid didn't do anything excessive to you last night, did he?"

Gong Xiao drank tea without saying a word, Yun Zhen blushed.

"Uncle, what did you say so early in the morning!"

The girl couldn't help being coquettish, "I think you just didn't sleep well, you're still dreaming!"

"No, I have to ask Doudou later. I went to answer the phone yesterday, and that little guy has been guarding your door for me."

Song Ziming's self-destructive words came to an abrupt end.

He suddenly felt a numbness in his scalp, raised his eyes cautiously, and saw that Yun Zhen's eyes obviously had more murderous intent.
(End of this chapter)