Tick-tock, tick-tock... The wall clock ticked away, each clear sound falling into the ears of the two people on the sofa.
Feeling Zhai Cheng's presence beside her, Song Ge was filled with utter helplessness.
To make the plan easier to carry out, there wasn't even a single servant in the villa, let alone a fly. There were only the two of them, two living beings.
It was the first time for both of them to be alone with someone like this. The air was thick with awkwardness.
They had to find something to talk about.
This thought occurred to both Zhai Cheng and Song Ge. They sat there stiffly on the sofa, fidgeting in discomfort, while the awkward atmosphere lingered in the air.
"You..."
"You..."
Finally, the first words, or rather, two sentences, were uttered in the quiet villa.
They both looked at each other simultaneously, uttering the exact same words at the same time.
"Pfft!" Song Ge looked into Zhai Cheng's dark eyes, which faintly showed a hint of helplessness. She couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She never thought that this ice-cold face would also feel awkward.
"Just a coincidence." Zhai Cheng watched the overjoyed Song Ge. The young girl was laughing so hard that she fell back onto the sofa, looking carefree.
He discreetly hid the look in his eyes and slightly curled the corner of his mouth.
"It seems we have a bit of a tacit understanding." Zhai Cheng rarely said so many words. A faint smile could be seen on his handsome face.
Song Ge nodded vigorously with a big laugh. At that moment, the wall clock struck three times - it was six o'clock.
"Dinner time!" Song Ge snapped her fingers. She raised her delicate eyebrows at Zhai Cheng. "Let me cook something delicious!"
Without waiting for Zhai Cheng's reply, Song Ge rushed into the kitchen like a whirlwind.
Before long, the clattering sounds came from the kitchen, followed by a burnt smell...
Zhai Cheng caught the whiff of the burnt smell immediately. He quickly walked into the kitchen and saw the flames leaping up towards the ceiling on the stove, making Song Ge's small face turn red.
It seemed that this woman was going to set the kitchen on fire!
"Click." Zhai Cheng quickly turned off the stove switch. He looked around - all the dishes were burnt.
"Is this the delicious food you promised?" Zhai Cheng's long, narrow black eyes were filled with helplessness. He made a mental note never to let Song Ge enter the kitchen again.
Zhai Cheng simply tied on an apron. His slender hand picked up the spatula and flipped the pan deftly. Immediately, a delicious aroma filled the air.
"I guess I overestimated myself." Song Ge scratched her head sheepishly. Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous light. "I didn't expect the great president of Zhai Group to have such cooking skills."
Zhai Cheng reached out and stuffed the soaked rice into Song Ge's hands. He sighed. "Stop being so talkative. Go cook the rice quickly."
Song Ge wrinkled her nose at him and happily ran towards the rice cooker.
The dim sky hung over the whole city. Song Ge nestled on the sofa contentedly, happily putting the steak into her mouth.
"Ahh, I'm so satisfied!" Song Ge held up her knife and fork. She tilted her head and whispered to Zhai Cheng. "But I always feel like something is missing."
Zhai Cheng's black eyes flickered. His big, well - defined hand skimmed over the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine. He quickly opened the cork.
"Want to try?"
Although Zhai Cheng was asking, he knew Song Ge's character well and directly poured two glasses of red wine.
"This... You won't charge me for a sip, will you?" Song Ge hesitated in her eyes, but her restless hands had already tightly grasped the wine glass.
"Not at all."
Zhai Cheng couldn't help laughing. He picked up his wine glass and gently clinked it against Song Ge's. There seemed to be a bewitching power in his dark eyes.
The aroma of the wine wafted between the two of them. They nestled on the sofa together. The red wine trickled down their throats bit by bit. It was a bit cold outside, but inside the room, there was a charming atmosphere.
The next day, the little birds chirped merrily on the branches. The warm sunlight shone down on the man and woman sleeping in each other's arms on the sofa.
"Um..." Song Ge frowned slightly. Lying in Zhai Cheng's arms, she squirmed restlessly, which also woke Zhai Cheng up.
They stared into each other's eyes, as if they were about to be lost in each other's gazes.
"Yah!" Song Ge bounced up from Zhai Cheng in surprise. Zhai Cheng coughed lightly and also stood up from the sofa.
"Beauty is a distraction..." Song Ge stole a glance at Zhai Cheng's firm side profile and murmured absent - mindedly.
Hearing her murmur, Zhai Cheng's face showed an unnatural look, and his eyes darkened a bit.
Song Ge quickly came to her senses. She stood still on the spot and quickly covered her mouth.
"Pah, it's the wine that's the distraction!"
"I heard there's a lake nearby where we can go fishing." Zhai Cheng changed the subject. His usually neatly combed black hair was messily disheveled, adding a touch of laziness to him. "Do you want to go?"
Fishing? As soon as Song Ge heard these two words, her eyes immediately lit up.
"Can we cook the fish we catch?" Song Ge swallowed hard. Braised fish, pickled fish, lemon fish, and sweet - and - sour fish instantly flashed through her mind.
Zhai Cheng looked at Song Ge in surprise. Seeing her serious expression, he nodded helplessly.
Getting a positive answer, Song Ge dragged Zhai Cheng out of the house in a hurry.
A very deep green lake reflected the faces of a man and a woman. The fishing float drifted gently on the water. The trimmed waterweeds around the lake were very thick, surrounding it.
"You've got a fish on your hook." Zhai Cheng reminded the absent - minded Song Ge. She collected her thoughts a bit and quickly pulled up the fishing rod. A small fish was struggling in the air.
Zhai Cheng carried Song Ge's fish bucket and quickly took off the fish. He carefully put on a new bait for Song Ge's hook.
"Why aren't you fishing?" Song Ge came back to her senses a bit. She looked at Zhai Cheng's empty fish bucket and asked in confusion.
"I can't catch any. Maybe all the fish are swimming towards you."
Zhai Cheng also looked at his fishing float, which was still floating steadily on the water, not moving at all.
Song Ge hummed a few times. Her clear black - and - white eyes kept glancing around.
She was worried that someone might suddenly rush out, just like last time...
Zhai Cheng looked down at Song Ge, who wasn't concentrating on fishing. A mischievous look flashed in his eyes. He quietly reached out his hand behind Song Ge and suddenly shook the waterweeds vigorously.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
Song Ge was startled like a thunderbolt. She quickly jumped up and waved the fishing rod at the waterweeds.
Fortunately, Zhai Cheng had already retracted his hand. His eyes fell on the bent waterweeds. There was even a fish on the fishing rod, flapping its tail. Zhai Cheng felt a chill on his neck.
Should he be glad that he retracted his hand quickly?
"Look at that tree!"
In the distance, the tree shadows were swaying. Song Ge was greatly shocked. She threw away the fishing rod without hesitation and immediately stood in front of Zhai Cheng with her small body.
"Jumpy at the rustle of leaves and grasses."
Four words came from above Song Ge's head. The magnetic voice was gentle, but it was not difficult to hear the faint laughter in it.