Han Qiqing quickly said to him, “We agreed to meet at your place. Oh yeah, Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie haven’t eaten breakfast yet. Prepare some breakfast for them.”
Song Shijun glanced outside the window and said, “Are you sure it’s breakfast and not lunch? It’ll be noon when they reach my place.”
“Why no just meet at noon then? We can have lunch at my place before setting off.” Song Shijun yawned and laid back to the pillow.
How could she not know what he was trying to do? He must be trying to go back to sleep again.
She howled over the cell phone, “Wake up! Don’t even think about going back to sleep! If you like to sleep so much, why did you decide to go on this trip? We’ll go there without you.”
“No, don’t leave me alone. I’m up. I’ve really gotten up. So did Xiaoxiao say when they are coming to my place?” Song Shijun did a kip-up on the bed and he started to sound more awake.
“She didn’t say but it shouldn’t be too late. I’ll go over to your place now then.”
“Alright, you can come over.”
“No more sleeping. If you are still in bed when I get there you better watch out cause I will pour ice water over you, do you hear me?” Han Qiqing threatened him.
Song Shijun felt a great urge to retort, saying, “I’m not afraid of some ice water. I used to get drenched in ice water all the time during my time in special training, alright?”
However, hearing her threatening tone, he could only say, “Okay. I’m up now. I’m getting off the bed. Is that good enough?”
“That’s more like it! I’m going out now. See you later.”
With that said, Han Qiqing hung up the phone.
“Yeah,” Song Shijun replied. He didn’t get down from the bed like he told her, but he fell back onto the bed again.
He picked up the cell phone and looked at the time. He estimated that it would probably take about twenty minutes for Han Qiqing to reach his place.
“Another ten minutes of sleep then!”
He set the alarm clock and covered the blanket over his head.
…
Han Qiqing jumped down from the sofa, washed her hands, and was going to go upstairs to get her luggage.
However, a tall figure came walking down from upstairs.
It was her Brother Iceberg.
Eh? It’s already so late. Why hadn’t he gone to his office yet?
She rarely talked to her brother in the past because she was quite afraid of him. But after the last incident, she felt that he cared about her. So recently, she would even start conversations with him.
“Brother, you’re going to the office so late today?”
He nodded. His tone seemed to lack warmth as usual as he only gave a terse reply, “Yeah.”
Han Qiqing asked again, “Have you had breakfast yet?”
“Not yet.” This time, he said two words.
“Hurry up and have breakfast then. I’m going upstairs.” Han Qiqing said in a crisp and clear voice.
“Yeah,” he replied with a word again.
Such a miser with words.
Han Qiqing roasted him in her mind then she waved to him before scurrying upstairs.
She went into the room and came out with a backpack.
Because they were only going for two days, and it was the nearby Nanxiang Old Town, there was no need to carry luggage around.
She hummed a song as she skipped downstairs.
Passing by the dining room, she instinctively waved to her Brother.
“I’m going out now!”
“Hold up.” The icy voice stopped her.
Han Qiqing stopped in her tracks, and she stared at him puzzled. “What’s the matter?”
“Where are you going?” he asked, his eyes turning to the bag behind her.
Han Qiqing quickly said to him, “We agreed to meet at your place. Oh yeah, Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie haven’t eaten breakfast yet. Prepare some breakfast for them.”
Song Shijun glanced outside the window and said, “Are you sure it’s breakfast and not lunch? It’ll be noon when they reach my place.”
“Why no just meet at noon then? We can have lunch at my place before setting off.” Song Shijun yawned and laid back to the pillow.
How could she not know what he was trying to do? He must be trying to go back to sleep again.
She howled over the cell phone, “Wake up! Don’t even think about going back to sleep! If you like to sleep so much, why did you decide to go on this trip? We’ll go there without you.”
“No, don’t leave me alone. I’m up. I’ve really gotten up. So did Xiaoxiao say when they are coming to my place?” Song Shijun did a kip-up on the bed and he started to sound more awake.
“She didn’t say but it shouldn’t be too late. I’ll go over to your place now then.”
“Alright, you can come over.”
“No more sleeping. If you are still in bed when I get there you better watch out cause I will pour ice water over you, do you hear me?” Han Qiqing threatened him.
Song Shijun felt a great urge to retort, saying, “I’m not afraid of some ice water. I used to get drenched in ice water all the time during my time in special training, alright?”
However, hearing her threatening tone, he could only say, “Okay. I’m up now. I’m getting off the bed. Is that good enough?”
“That’s more like it! I’m going out now. See you later.”
With that said, Han Qiqing hung up the phone.
“Yeah,” Song Shijun replied. He didn’t get down from the bed like he told her, but he fell back onto the bed again.
He picked up the cell phone and looked at the time. He estimated that it would probably take about twenty minutes for Han Qiqing to reach his place.
“Another ten minutes of sleep then!”
He set the alarm clock and covered the blanket over his head.
…
Han Qiqing jumped down from the sofa, washed her hands, and was going to go upstairs to get her luggage.
However, a tall figure came walking down from upstairs.
It was her Brother Iceberg.
Eh? It’s already so late. Why hadn’t he gone to his office yet?
She rarely talked to her brother in the past because she was quite afraid of him. But after the last incident, she felt that he cared about her. So recently, she would even start conversations with him.
“Brother, you’re going to the office so late today?”
He nodded. His tone seemed to lack warmth as usual as he only gave a terse reply, “Yeah.”
Han Qiqing asked again, “Have you had breakfast yet?”
“Not yet.” This time, he said two words.
“Hurry up and have breakfast then. I’m going upstairs.” Han Qiqing said in a crisp and clear voice.
“Yeah,” he replied with a word again.
Such a miser with words.
Han Qiqing roasted him in her mind then she waved to him before scurrying upstairs.
She went into the room and came out with a backpack.
Because they were only going for two days, and it was the nearby Nanxiang Old Town, there was no need to carry luggage around.
She hummed a song as she skipped downstairs.
Passing by the dining room, she instinctively waved to her Brother.
“I’m going out now!”
“Hold up.” The icy voice stopped her.
Han Qiqing stopped in her tracks, and she stared at him puzzled. “What’s the matter?”
“Where are you going?” he asked, his eyes turning to the bag behind her.
