I Don't Want You To Be Responsible! [dropped]

85 . Beg wife to give me an assurance pill!

Ling Zhanyi had a beautiful dream.

He dreamed that Su Ziyang called him "husband" gently and even confessed to him, so he slept on the bed like a dead man with a big silly grin silly on his face.

By the time Ling Zhanyi woke up from his dream, it was already 10 a.m.

Oh shit!

The little ancestor usually got up at nine o'clock and would make a fuss about eating breakfast. After all, he had been on an empty stomach all night. The little guys in his stomach were also not easy masters to serve. If he did not prepare breakfast in time, the little ancestor would lose his temper again.

Of course, being angry was a small issue, but if he was really starved, Ling Zhanyi himself would be distressed!

Ling Zhanyi rose up in one bound, jumped down to the ground and ran to the door. As soon as he had taken two steps, Ling Zhanyi's figure stagnated, he looked doubtfully back at the thing that had just hindered his movement- a light blue blanket that was lying half across the bed, half hanging crumpledly on the bedside, was now on the carpet because of his movement.

En? Where did that blanket come from?

Ling Zhanyi looked at the bed and saw the pillow at the head of the bed. His eyes brightened.

Could it be that Ziyang had came and delivered them to him?

"I love you too... Husband..."

Suddenly, this sentence suddenly emerged from his memory, Ling Zhanyi's eyes were even brighter- It wasn't a dream?!

Thinking of this possibility, a certain president also couldn't be bothered to put on his slippers. Wrapped in a semi-opened bathrobe, he ran out shouting: "Wife~ I love you!"

After shouting this line, his voice immediately stopped and he slowed down his footsteps, however his expression was still very excited. He tiptoed to the master bedroom, gently pushed the door to see if Su Ziyang had gotten up; in case he was still asleep, wouldn't his voice wake him up?

As a result, the big bed was empty and in Ling Zhanyi's head, a "buzz" sounded.

I'm finished, the little ancestor is awake!

But... where is he?

When he walked passed the living room, he didn't see him on the couch...

Ling Zhanyi ran to the bathroom, but he still didn't see anybody. His heart suddenly thumped. Was it possible that... he left?

So before he left, he covered himself with a blanket and padded the pillow for him...

"Ziyang! Ziyang! " Ling Zhanyi panicked, his alarmed voice echoed in the room, but he was unwilling to give up and ran back to the master bedroom to take a second look. Unexpectedly, a voice came from behind him, "You are up? Come and eat!"

...

Ling Zhanyi's wildly pumping heart suddenly slowed down. He looked back incredibly and saw Su Ziyang coming out of the kitchen with a plate of fried eggs with tomatoes. He blinked hard: "You didn't leave?"

"En?" Su Ziyang did not hear what he muttered, he went directly to the couch, bent down and put down the fried eggs with tomatoes on the table. Ling Zhanyi rushed over, "Let me do it, why don't you wake me up if you're hungry? Why do you cook by yourself? Are you tired? Sit down and have a rest!"

Su Ziyang looked at his anxious appearance and felt like teasing him. He calmly sat down on the couch and casually replied, "It's not like I don't know how to cook for myself. You slept like a dead, I might as well as not wake yo up.."