How about it?

Shen Yian only then realized she was sitting ambiguously on Song Lin's waist. She let out a gasp and scrambled, rolling onto the bed, before hiding under the covers.

Song Lin got up and whispered, "I'll wash up first."

Shen Yian nodded vigorously from under the covers until she heard the door close. Only then did she peek her head out and bury her face back into the blankets.

It's embarrassing!

Before she could regret it, her phone on the bedside table rang.

She picked it up and answered directly: "Hello."

The sound of heavy breathing came from across, followed by a hesitant female voice.

Who are you?

This voice, Shen Yian felt very familiar. After searching her mind, she remembered that she had also mistakenly received this call last time when she had low blood sugar.

Shen Yian immediately reacted, she had picked up the wrong phone again. She thought to herself that next time she definitely had to buy a phone case that was easy to distinguish.

"That... wait a moment, please."

Shen Yi'an put down his phone and got up to walk to the bathroom door, knocking lightly.

"Mr. Song, I accidentally took the wrong phone number. As you can see, our cell phones are the same. It's really not..."

"I'm taking a shower, have them call back later."

>Probably afraid she couldn't hear him, Song Lin's voice was very loud.

As soon as Shen Yi thought of him taking a shower, she immediately pictured his eight-pack abs. She quickly covered her face, trying to suppress the inappropriate thoughts that came to mind, and then turned around to grab her phone.

The other party has already hung up.

Shen Yian didn't think much, put his phone away, and stretched.

Before he could fully stretch, Song Lin came out of the bathroom. He was wearing sleep pants on his lower half and nothing on top.

The toned abs were undeniably impressive, possessing an indescribable tension. A layer of moisture clung to their surface, casually slipping and sliding, causing Shen Yian's blood to rush.

She stood up, at a loss for words: "I, I'm going to wash up too."

After she finished speaking, she pulled out two pieces of clothing from the cabinet and planned to go to the guest bathroom to wash up.

Having taken Song Lin's clothes, she blushed and shoved them into his hands.

"Mr. Song, be careful not to catch a cold."

She felt embarrassed by her excuse and ran out, her head down.

Song Lin looked at the clothes in his hands and curled his lips.

After adjusting his mindset in the bathroom, Shen Yian walked out and just happened to bump into Song Lin.

At this moment, he was dressed impeccably, but she always felt like she could see his abs through his clothes.

I'm daydreaming again.

Shen Yian didn't know how he suddenly had so many dirty thoughts. He didn't dare to lift his head much, and immediately turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Suddenly remembering something, she stood at the kitchen doorway, observing Song Lin.

"Mr. Song, the phone call just now sounded like a woman."

In fact, she had just thought of this in the bathroom. So early in the morning, a woman called Song Lin and when asked who she was, her tone was clearly accusatory.

Wouldn't Song Lin have any romantic relationships?

Realizing her tone was off, Shen Yian quickly avoided Song Lin's gaze.

I was just casually asking, you don't have to answer.

"The company also has business overseas, colleague."

"Oh oh."

Shen Yian smiled, turned around and let out a sigh of relief.

No, what is she letting out?

Shen Yixin absentmindedly finished breakfast and packed a lunch, then left a breakfast for Aunt Mo.

After Song Lin and Song Lan finished breakfast, Shen Yian discovered that it was not early anymore. He quickly got up and rushed to catch the subway.

Song Lin also stood up: "I'll send you off."

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