"Yes, our Yaoyao has a very bad temper when he wakes up, and he will definitely not dump her."
"As far as I know, Brother Yao has low blood sugar. He will feel dizzy if he gets up too early in the morning. And now, looking outside the window, it's only daybreak."
"I heard the rooster crowing, it's so early. If it wasn't for seeing our Yaoyao's gorgeous sleeping face, I would have gone back to sleep for a while."
After a while of no sound, Su Qiao sat on the sofa leisurely drinking honey water.
"If you don't come out, you will have to make breakfast, lunch, and dinner by yourself today."
The fans in the live broadcast room were indignant.
"This woman is as bad as ever. She even threatened us, Yaoyao. Yaoyao must not be fooled."
"Yes, if she has no food to eat, we can still go to the village to eat. With Yaoyao's stunning beauty, are you still afraid of not having food to eat?"
However, as soon as they finished speaking, they were slapped in the face.
Fu Jingyao pulled his clothes uncomfortably, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.
The fans who won the bet were grinning from ear to ear.
"Hahaha, it seems that Brother Yao is also a big foodie."
"It's said that the winner must be the witch Su. In front of her, Brother Yao is like a primary school student being scolded by the dean."
Su Qiao looked him up and down, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
She knew that this bright blue color suited him very well.
Blue, ordinary people cannot control it.
But Fu Jingyao was different. His skin was very fair, his facial features were very perfect, and most importantly, he had a bit of the arrogance of an ancient nobleman.
The green long-sleeved Ma Gua with a white lining and a pair of black cloth shoes added a touch of elegance to him.
"Come here and drink the honey water. Why are you standing there like an idiot?"
Fu Jingyao straightened his collar, tugged at his sleeves, and approached with some embarrassment: "So this dress... was made for me?"
Yesterday, when Su Qiao was cutting in the bedroom, he was there watching her measure and mark.
Look at the colors of the fabrics, so bright, he didn't associate them with himself at all.
Unexpectedly, she was making clothes for herself at that time.
But... she didn't even measure her body, how could she do it properly
Su Qiao handed him the warm honey water, motioning him to drink it quickly, and then explained calmly: "It's November now, and it's cooler in the mountains in the morning and evening."
"These shoes..." Fu Jingyao lifted up the black cloth shoes that were just the right size for him, feeling a little doubtful.
The clothes can be said to be made with estimation, but what about the shoes
These cloth shoes cannot be made in a day.
What's more, he didn't even see her making shoes yesterday.
This means that the shoes existed before he came.
So... who is she preparing this for
Could it be... someone from the village
Fu Jingyao suddenly felt much more depressed.
Su Qiao glanced outside the door. It was already dawn and the red sun had risen from the top of the mountain.
"Don't try to stall for time. Hurry up, finish your drink and come out to warm up first."
After saying that, Su Qiao, who was also dressed in a simple white long gown, was the first to walk out of the door.
The gloom in Fu Jingyao's heart immediately disappeared. He drank the honey water in the cup in one gulp and hurriedly chased after him.
"Have you planned this long ago? You want to ask me to exercise with you?" The clothes were made yesterday, so this must have been planned long ago.
Su Qiao stood still under the osmanthus tree and corrected him, "It's not about training together, it's about training you."
"First, jog around the house ten times, and then follow me to practice Tai Chi. You are so thin, are your family members abusing you?"
Speaking of his family, Fu Jingyao's face suddenly darkened like a hedgehog that had been pricked. "Do you think I lived well in that family?"