Fang Yi stepped out of the room and lit a cigarette, taking two heavy drags.
Around one in the morning, he had fallen asleep on the living room sofa, not tiptoeing to the room to peep at Shen Binan nor doing anything sleazy; if he’d wanted, he had his chance earlier.
He slept until the bright daylight revealed that he must have been too exhausted recently, as he didn’t wake up as usual and indulged in continued slumber.
Someone opened the living room door and came in, and then Fang Yi heard a faint sound; the newcomer was tidying and cleaning the living room. Fang Yi opened his eyes, barely made out Xia Ziqi, and felt at ease enough to continue sleeping.
After a while, Xia Ziqi came over, pulled the blanket over Fang Yi, and covered his chest.
He couldn’t sleep anymore.
"You’re awake, huh? Did I disturb you? Don’t mind me, go back to sleep," Xia Ziqi hurriedly said.
"It’s not that you disturbed me, I’m just hungry," Fang Yi replied, smiling.
Xia Ziqi put down the towel in her hand and said, "Then wait a moment, I’ll go make you breakfast."
But at the next moment, Fang Yi grabbed Xia Ziqi.
Two blushes suddenly bloomed on Xia Ziqi’s pretty face, enticingly pink. Suddenly, she noticed that Fang Yi on the sofa was shirtless.
"Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to." Fang Yi quickly let go and said, "I just don’t want to trouble you. You have to take care of the child and help clean my room and all, you’re already exhausted. I can make breakfast myself."
Xia Ziqi shook her head, "I’m not tired."
"But even if you’re not, I still feel bad about it," Fang Yi said with a wry smile.
"But I... really am not tired," Xia Ziqi stubbornly insisted.
The next moment, Xia Ziqi strode into the kitchen to start making breakfast for Fang Yi.
Fang Yi fished out a pack of cigarettes from his clothes on the side, lit one, and began to puff away on the sofa. Halfway through the cigarette, wearing only a pair of black underwear, he was ready to get dressed.
However, as soon as Fang Yi stood up, a contemptuous voice came, "Hooligan!"
Fang Yi, holding his trousers, turned to look. Shen Binan stood there, arms crossed over her chest, her face full of disdain.
Fang Yi sighed. He was actually about to put on his trousers, but now he chose not to. Instead, he threw them on the sofa, struck a bodybuilder’s muscle-flexing pose, and cocked his head to throw a dashing, flirty wink at Shen Binan.
"Shameless hooligan," Shen Binan turned her head away, uttering the words once more.
"If I’m a hooligan, then you’re a female hooligan. Come on, don’t be shy. Feast your eyes on my perfect body. This is your great fortune. If you miss this chance, there won’t be another," Fang Yi said with utter shamelessness, teasing her.