For a moment, Zhang Mingyang felt as if he was twenty-five years old again.

Sister Ruoruo was sleeping quietly next to her. She curled up into a ball under the quilt, like a well-behaved little kitten.

Some cats pretend to be humans and fall in love with us.

Zhang Mingyang didn't know why such a sentence suddenly popped up in his head.

Probably because Sister Ruoruo's sleeping face is so cute, his brain is a cultural desert and he really can't think of any high-level adjectives.

In his previous life, when he was twenty-five years old, Xia Xingruo slept next to him like this.

At that time they still had their own home.

But people always don't know how to cherish it after they get it...Forget it, for Zhang Mingyang now, that is still something that has never happened before, so let's not mention it.

What he should do most now is cherish this moment.

After many years, he finally had Xia Xingruo again.

Zhang Mingyang took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was already past seven in the morning. The sunlight outside the house filtered in through the gaps in the curtains. It looked like a sunny day outside.

He sat up from the bed and slid the quilt off Xia Xingruo's shoulders.

He was afraid that sister Ruoruo would catch a cold, so he stretched out his hand to help her lift the quilt.

The girl's sleep was very light. After feeling the movement of the person next to her pillow, her eyelashes like small curtains trembled slightly, and she hugged her without even opening her eyes.

"Sleep a little longer." Xia Xingruo's voice was sticky and waxy, sounding like dessert.

She hugged her junior's waist and acted coquettishly.

If Xia Xingruo usually just misses his junior classmate, after breaking through that layer of relationship, the emotion has completely turned into attachment.

At least at this moment, she didn't want to be separated from Zhang Mingyang at all.

She just wants to nestle in her junior classmate's arms until the end of time.

No matter in her previous life or now, Xia Xingruo rarely acted coquettishly with Zhang Mingyang and had always been a gentle and generous girlfriend.

The more this happens, the more precious Sister Ruoruo is who can act coquettishly.

Suddenly, the body fragrance of girls seems to be all around, which is breathtaking.

When she said this, the quilt seemed to have magic power instantly, locking Zhang Mingyang so that he could not get off.

When he thought of the past, he felt funny.

In another time and space, when Zhang Mingyang woke up in the morning, Xia Xingruo had already put on his clothes and even started cleaning the battlefield. How could he still have the attachment and tenderness he had now.

Because of this, he cherishes the time now even more.

In this way, neither of them could get up, and they were lost in the lake. Zhang Mingyang actually fell asleep.

While he was having a sweet dream, he suddenly felt someone beside him shaking him.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw Xia Xingruo looking at him in panic.

"Get up Yang Yang, it's already eleven o'clock, we still have to check out before twelve o'clock!"

Xia Xingruo was obviously still very concerned about the room fee of 18,888 per night. She just wanted to spend one night of luxury and didn't want to waste money anymore.

What Zhang Mingyang originally wanted to say was that it didn't matter if he stayed one more night, he could leave whenever he wanted.

But after thinking about it, he finally changed his mind and said, "It's okay. I've seen their membership benefits and you can check out in the afternoon."

After saying that, he pulled Xia Xingruo to stay in bed.

Who would have thought that Sister Ruoruo was really energetic this time. Instead of continuing to crave warmth, she pulled Zhang Mingyang out of bed and muttered: "I suddenly had a very good inspiration and I have to go back and write it out right away."

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This is not Xia Xingruo's excuse to save money, but her true thoughts.

Our author Bai Dada suddenly discovered something. No matter how much he reads Liu Bei's articles, he will never become a real veteran driver. He will always be just talking on paper.

As expected, some things can only be understood through personal experience.

This is where inspiration comes from.

After sleeping in the cage, Zhang Mingyang was particularly confused, but under Sister Ruoruo's constant urging, he still struggled to get out of the quilt.

While getting dressed, he smiled and complained: "Do you literary people like to do this kind of thing?"

Some things are different, for example, Sister Ruoruo has begun to get used to acting coquettishly with him.

But some things are still the same. For example, when she has inspiration, she must write it down immediately.

No matter what they were doing at the time!

Zhang Mingyang suffered greatly.

Xia Xingruo didn't hear the ridicule in his junior's words and explained seriously: "Inspiration is like running water. If you don't catch it right away, it will escape from your head!"

"Inspiration that can be forgotten is not a good inspiration. If you forget it, just forget it." Zhang Mingyang said casually.

This sentence was not his original one, but what Xia Xingruo, who was twenty-six years old, said to him later.

After she had this realization, she finally became a little bit normal.

Xia Xingruo was stunned for a moment. Just when he was about to refute, he suddenly realized that what his junior said seemed to make sense.

In this way, the 26-year-old Xia Xingruo easily defeated the 19-year-old Xia Xingruo.

"Okay, okay." Xia Xingruo shook his junior's arm: "But we really should go."

Well, she really didn't want her junior to spend another eighteen thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight.

Although the check-out time can be extended to four in the afternoon, if they are a little willful, they will not be able to leave at four in the afternoon. She can foresee it!

Zhang Mingyang put on his clothes, turned around, rubbed Sister Ruoruo's little head, and said in a doting tone: "We will go wherever you say."

After saying that, he picked up the clothes scattered on the bedside and handed them to Sister Ruoruo: "But now you have to put on your clothes first."

Xia Xingruo took the clothes, but still held the quilt with her little hands and refused to let go.

"Turn around, I'm going to get dressed!"

Seeing Sister Ruoruo's rare coquettishness, Zhang Mingyang joked: "You can just wear it, haven't we all been honest with each other?"

Xia Xingruo waved her hand and said: "What's so good about wearing clothes? Turn around quickly!"

"Okay, okay." He agreed repeatedly, turned and walked towards the bathroom, intending to wash his face.

As soon as I turned around, there was the sound of people getting dressed behind me.

Zhang Mingyang actually kept his word and did not suddenly look back.

But now he couldn't see anything even if he looked back. The shy girl got under the quilt and changed her clothes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Walking into the bathroom, Zhang Mingyang suddenly had an interesting guess.

In the last life, when he woke up, Sister Ruoruo had already put on her clothes and looked calm and relaxed.

Is there a possibility that she is actually too shy, so she gets up early and puts on clothes to pretend to be mature, but in fact it is all a bluff?

By the time Zhang Mingyang finished washing, Xia Xingruo had already put on her clothes.

She put on her slippers and walked towards the bathroom.

Xia Xingruo walked very slowly, and her steps were a bit uncoordinated.

Zhang Mingyang quickly stepped forward to support her and showed his concern with his actions.

Xia Xingruo didn't say anything. She leaned against her junior classmate with attachment in her eyes.

Some things remain the same...

In this way, although the two of them stayed in the presidential suite for one night, they did not use any supporting services and did not even take a bite of breakfast.

That’s not right, they still enjoyed a service.

When checking out, the hotel manager respectfully handed over a beautifully packaged box.

"Welcome Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang to visit us next time."

The girl was a little shy, but finally she mustered up the courage to take the box from the hotel manager.

"Thanks."

What it contains is not some small gift from the hotel, but something with more commemorative value - the sheets they changed last night.

After walking out of the hotel, Xia Xingruo held her junior's hand and asked softly: "Am I Mrs. Zhang now?"

After last night, their relationship reached a new stage.

They were finally so close that they couldn't tell each other apart.

"You have always been my Mrs. Zhang."

Zhang Mingyang sent Sister Ruoruo back to Shen Congyi's house. As soon as she returned to the room, Xia Xingruo immediately turned on the computer.

After inputting the inspiration I just thought of into the computer, I finally showed a satisfied look.

"Then I'll go back to the company first?"
To be continued...