In the morning, Song Yanqing got up and made breakfast. He then went back to the master bedroom to wake Shang Shujue up for breakfast. His lover, still fast asleep, had wrapped himself up tightly in the blankets, hugging his pillow, his face flushed from sleep, which softened his heart.
Song Yanqing kicked off his slippers and jumped onto the bed, pulling Shang Shujue, blanket and all, into his arms. He kissed Shang Shujue's lips several times, like a woodpecker, which was quite unusual for him.
" Song Yanqing, are you a woodpecker? You're so annoying!"
Shang Shujue was sleeping soundly, was successfully woken up by him. Before he even opened his eyes, he knew who was disturbing him. He raised his hand to push his face, frowned, and muttered angrily, but his tone was soft and impatient at being woken up.
"Baby is so cute, I can't resist! I've made breakfast, get up and eat something before you go back to sleep. There's sweet potato porridge and a fried egg, which you love. I'm going to work today, baby, do you want to come with me?"
Song Yanqing showed no remorse for being scolded, continuing to cling to Shang Shujue and rub against him affectionately until Shang Shujue finally opened his eyes in exasperation and ruffled his hair.
"I'm fine with anything, but before I go with you, I need to check if there's any urgent work at my company that I need to handle."
"If there's anything, I need to take care of it before I can come to you. Although I could skip work, I've already skipped work for too long."
"If you keep tilting your head back like that, my eldest brother and your third brother will have to come here and kick us out of our jobs."
After all, the two of them were practically inseparable after they got together, while Shang Shunan and Song Hengzhe not only didn't spend time together, but also had to work diligently. Their jobs really couldn't function without them.
They had already missed each other for many years, and now that they were finally together, the time they spent together was still pitifully short. Compared to how leisurely the other two were, they were bound to feel dissatisfied and would want to find something for them to do.
"Then get up, wash up, and have breakfast. I'll take you to Jinyuan Media in a bit. Call me when you're done, and I'll come pick you up and take you to my place. You can do whatever you want there."
After Song Yanqing finished speaking, he leaned close to Shang Shujue and kissed his lips deeply before reluctantly getting off the bed.
Did you cook egg noodles?
Shang Shujue sat up in bed. He hadn't been able to eat egg noodles yesterday because of a tiff, but he never expected to have the chance to eat them again today. Without further ado, he sat up.
"Yes, I ate the bowl from yesterday, so I made you a new one today. Breakfast is plentiful, you can try a little of everything. If you can't finish it, just give it to me and I'll take care of it."
"Okay, I'm going to wash up now."
Shang Shujue was genuinely hungry. Although he hadn't caused any trouble last night, he had been sulking and hadn't eaten properly, so you could say he had fallen asleep hungry.
The sweet potato porridge, fried eggs, and egg noodles that Song Yanqing mentioned are probably just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to breakfast. There are probably other things besides these.
Regardless of what it was, he was so hungry he felt like he could devour a whole cow, so he washed up much faster. Song Yanqing didn't urge him and went downstairs to put breakfast on the table first.
"Wow~ I knew all those breakfast options you told me about were just the tip of the iceberg. When did you even wake up? You couldn't have made such a feast in such a short time!"
When Shang Shujue went downstairs to the dining table, she saw that in addition to fruits, milk, vegetable salads, and even toast and desserts, there was nothing left but the main course.
"Ahem, I couldn't fall asleep around 4:50. I had such a wonderful dream, I was so excited I couldn't sleep, and I didn't want to wake you, so..."
Shang Shujue could tell from Song Yanqing's slightly red earlobes, cheeks, and somewhat guilty look in his eyes what kind of wonderful dream he had.
It's definitely not some proper dream!
Shang Shujue didn't know what to say for a moment, so he simply called Nuomi out to eat with them. "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. If you do this again, you'll have to sleep in the guest room."
"Don't chase me away, baby. I promise I won't do it again next time." Song Yanqing was already used to Nuomi's presence and even naturally handed him a bowl and chopsticks. " Nuomi, this is yours."
"Thank you, Song Yanqing. This breakfast is so delicious! You humans are so lucky! *͈ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈ෆ"
After muttering these words to herself, Nuomi contentedly picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing until her cheeks bulged out, her eyes squinting with happiness.
"It seems Nuomi really likes your cooking, Song Yanqing."
"I'm glad you like it. A-Jue, you should eat too."
The two sat down at the table to eat breakfast, chatting about their work that day. Just as breakfast was about to end, Shang Shujue's phone rang; it was his uncle calling.
"Uncle, is there something you need?"
Shang Shujue placed the speakerphone aside, still peeling the last sweet potato in her hand. Originally, Song Yanqing wanted to do the peeling, but Shang Shujue refused.
The reason was that just because they were together didn't mean he had become useless and couldn't even peel a sweet potato. So Song Yanqing gave up trying to peel the sweet potato for him.
As long as A-Jue is happy, nothing else matters.
The fact that Yun Qishan called so early suggests that he must have something urgent to say, otherwise he wouldn't have called at this hour.
" Xiao Jue, your Uncle Yu is planning a family reunion banquet for Xiao Qi tomorrow night, which will also help solidify his status as the heir. Your uncle was wondering if you'd be free to come and witness it tomorrow?"
" Xiao Qi is shy and embarrassed to invite you, so I'm speaking to you on his behalf. His invitation is ready, and it will be delivered to you today if you agree."
Shang Shujue thought it was something serious, raised her eyebrows slightly, but didn't have any objections.
"Sure, I'll definitely go for something this important. Have him send the invitation to my place; there's a mailbox by the door, it won't get lost."
"Okay, I'll talk to him in a bit. By the way, should I have him send two invitations or just one? Your partner..."
Shang Shujue paused, looked up at Song Yanqing, and saw him staring intently at him. He couldn't help but twitch his lips. He knew what the other man meant without even asking.
"Just send me one invitation, make it a personal one, and the rest can be sent to the Songhui Aristocratic Family in the name of the family. Their current patriarch is a reasonable person."
Song Yanqing, in a very good mood, looked away and continued eating his breakfast. Being in public with the baby meant he belonged to the baby.
He'd like to see just how many fools would dare to try and seduce his baby! Hmph! (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)
"Okay, I got it. I won't bother you any longer, I'll hang up now. Remember to get ready to come over."
"Good."
After Shang Shujue finished her call with Yun Qishan, she couldn't help but turn to look at Song Yanqing. Seeing him calmly pour a cup of hot water and hand it to her, pretending to be quite indifferent, she wanted to laugh.
This guy is really... constantly asserting his dominance. How come I never noticed he was so possessive before?
Song Yanqing's previous statement: I have no official status, I won't hold a grudge~ I can hardly harbor hatred towards you...
Shang Shujue: "..."