The curtains in the room were tightly pulled up.

If you open the curtains, you can see the sea in the distance by looking out from here.

Last night, when Ye Zhao came here, he saw the dark and vast sea through this window.

Free from her drowsy sleep and opened her sleepy eyes. In the haze, Ye Zhao saw Teng Aiko sitting on the sofa by the window. The dim light in the room cast a faint shadow on her side face.

After finishing his work for a day at 8 o'clock last night, Ye Zhao took the tram alone at Tokyo Station and found it successfully with Fuji Ayako's guidance.

This apartment near Yokohama City is a private property purchased by Ayako Fuji two years ago. Since Akita and after becoming popular, she has done several investment businesses at the suggestion of her friend. She has good vision and luck and is still worth a small fortune. These are what Ye Zhao only found out after spending a while.

The veteran singers and actors have already known the truth that popularity cannot be relied upon early on, and after a little capital, they have started to invest in side jobs. For singers, their huge energy circle also brings them many ways to make money that others cannot reach.

I fumbled to find the watch on the bedside and confirmed the time. It was just 4:30.

When he noticed Ye Zhao woke up, Fuji Aiko turned her head slightly and looked at him. When he met his eyes, Ye Zhao rubbed his eyes, rolled to the other side of the bed, and lay on the edge of the bed to say hello to her: "Caizi Sang woke up so early."

"Age people will have less sleep."

"It's still early to say this." Ye Zhao looked at her face after a night of sleep without makeup. Even the worst of the day, her face facing the sky after a night of sleep has not yet faded. She is a real beauty.

"Ye Jun can sleep for a while." Fuji Aiko whispered.

Ye Zhao reached out and turned on the bedside lamp a little, got out of the bed, put on his pajamas, walked to the window, opened a corner of the curtain and looked out. The blue-gray sky was shining with a shimmer, and the morning was already coming.

There was still the red wine left over from last night on the bedside table. Ye Zhao poured a little into the goblet, took a sip, turned around and handed it to Fuji Aiko, "Does Aiko Sang want some?"

Although Fuji Aiko took the wine glass, she blamed her: "Drinking alcohol as soon as she woke up is not good for her health."

"Caizisang is right." Ye Zhao knelt down at her feet, pressing her cheek against her knees, "But it doesn't matter if it occasionally."

There is nothing to talk about when she is with Fuji Ayako. When she meets occasionally on weekdays, she is nothing more than having a meal or watching a performance together. Fuji Ayako is undoubtedly a beauty, but if it were just because she is a beauty, Ye Zhao would probably stop trying it out and would never meet her again and again.

Although it was strange, Ye Zhao had an inexplicable attachment to Fuji Aiko in his heart. Whenever he snuggled up to her, he felt a wonderful sense of peace of mind slowly penetrated into his skin.

Fuji Ayako's attitude towards him was also intriguing. After being extremely hot, her eyes often showed a little emptiness. They both knew clearly that if the love in the world was like this, it would never be called love. Even if ordinary people knew the relationship between them, they would probably think of some disgraceful things.

So they have never been called by lovers, nor have they ever thought of asking each other for their lovers’ standards.

Fuji Aiko's hand fell gently on his head, and her fingertips rubbed his hair as if soothing, and her tone was a little helpless, "I really can't do anything to you." Then, she brought the wine glass to her lips and slowly drank the remaining wine in the glass.

...

When I woke up again, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and the curtains were already pulled open by Fuji Aiko. It was noon outside. The dark and vast sea surface last night also showed a different kind of vitality.

Picking up the pajamas scattered on the ground and putting on them, Ye Zhao walked out of the bedroom and followed the sound from the kitchen to look for it. Fuji Aiko was wearing comfortable home clothes, wearing a plaid apron that matched her image, and skillfully cutting carrots with a kitchen knife.

"Good morning." Ye Zhao approached her from behind and gently pressed her chin onto her shoulder.

"I thought Ye Jun would have to sleep for a while." Fuji Aiko didn't look back, "Please go and wash first, breakfast will be ready soon."

"But, this can be considered brunch, right?"

"It's all your fault..." Fuji Aiko couldn't take action, just touched him gently with her forehead, and said angrily.

Ye Zhao smiled and kissed the corner of her mouth, looked at the neat kitchen, and changed the topic, "I wanted to say last night that Cai Zisang's kitchen is really amazing. There are seven or eight different types of soy sauce alone. I just have a headache if I just look at it like this."

"Because you need to cook different dishes, you need to have a soy sauce that matches it."

"I just can distinguish miso soy sauce from nectar soy sauce and nectar soy sauce, and I feel very amazing. In daily life, there is only the most popular ordinary soy sauce in the kitchen."

"After that, how good is Ye Jun's cooking?"

"It's quite ordinary. How can I say it, it's just that ordinary people can't even give birth to expectations. Even so, I didn't cook dark dishes unexpectedly."

"Are they the descendant of the chef? There is still the soul of cooking left in the body."

"This shouldn't matter..." Ye Zhao denied that their family has not been a chef since his father. Moreover, the idea of ​​the Soul of the Cuisine is too superb.

...

For breakfast, or brunch, Teng Aiko prepared kelp tofu miso soup, fried salmon, and rice left over last night. It was served with very pickled radish slices and plums, which were quite home-style breakfast.

Picking up a small tomato as a fruit after meals and putting it in your mouth, Fuji Ayako asked, "If you say so, will you go to Saitama tomorrow?"

Ye Zhao nodded and swallowed the rice in his mouth, "Yes. Although the actor's training camp is from 2:00 to 5:00 in the afternoon, because it was the first day, there were a lot of things to prepare. The people in the production team must go to coordinate at about 7:00 in the morning."

"It's so hard."

"It's okay, although the preparation stage is a bit troublesome, it's still very smooth overall. However, Sachiko's first summer trip was not with Ayako Sang, which is really surprising."

After the summer vacation began, Satoko Fujimura traveled to Shikoku with her companions from Sunrise Girls' Academy. It seemed that it would take about a week to come back.

Speaking of this, Fuji Ayako's eyebrows were a little helpless, "The child told me, 'It's like having a nutritious lunch at school to keep the pudding until the end, the good stuff is to keep it for the end', so I made an appointment to wait until the start of school before going on a trip."

"Although I really want to say that the relationship between the two is really good now, this metaphor is really lonely."

"lonely?"

"No matter how careful the budget is, pudding is always limited... But it is because pudding is limited, so it is special. Whenever I think about it this way, I feel very lonely."

Fuji Ayako thought for a while, "I probably understand what that means."

"However, it's really boring to understand this kind of thing." Ye Zhao smiled, "By the way, there are many girls on the crew who are the same age as Sachiko. If she is bored during the summer vacation, she is welcome to go over and play."
Chapter completed!