Awakening the Phoenix Flow System after the breakup, I'm so happy!

The two said nothing more.

Chen Yang didn't know when he fell asleep.

All he remembered was that in the middle of the night, Liu Yifei turned over and buried her face in his chest. His hand then slid down from her waist to a lower position and remained there without moving.

Liu Yifei snorted but didn't push her away.

Then he drifted off into a hazy state, half-asleep and half-awake. His hands seemed to be constantly moving, rubbing and pinching every now and then. Liu Yifei kicked him several times, but he still didn't fully wake up.

The morning sunlight peeked through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the foot of the bed.

Chen Yang was awakened by a strange feeling.

The sensation traveled upwards, a tingling, numb feeling.

He groggily opened his eyes and looked down.

The blanket arched up, and there was a head moving inside.

His long hair was spread over his lower abdomen, the black strands swaying gently with his movements.

Chen Yang's mind cleared instantly.

He reached out and lifted a corner of the blanket, revealing Liu Yifei's face. Her lips were swollen and red, her cheeks were puffed out, and her eyes were half-open as she glanced up at him.

Eyes facing each other.

Liu Yifei paused for a second, her ears visibly turning red, but she didn't let go of her mouth and continued.

Chen Yang leaned back on the pillow, ran his fingers through her hair, and said lazily.

"Mr. Liu... what kind of service is this so early in the morning?"

Liu Yifei ignored him, concentrating on her work.

After a long while, she finally raised her head, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders, and her face was as red as a boiled crab.

She climbed up to him, lay on his chest, her chin resting against his collarbone, her eyes filled with three parts anger and seven parts guilt.

"It's all your fault."

Chen Yang hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and asked her while panting heavily.

"What's it to my fault?"

"Don't you know where you put your hands last night?"

Liu Yifei reached out and pinched his waist, quite hard.

"You're telling the truth? Your hand was groping me all night, I couldn't sleep at all."

Chen Yang recalled that it seemed to be true; his hands were indeed not very obedient when he was half asleep.

"I was asleep. Did I sleepwalk? Sleepwalking doesn't count."

"Sleepwalking? You're sleepwalking and you still know to stick your hand inside?"

Liu Yifei's voice rose half an octave, and after speaking, she buried her face in his chest, not daring to look at him.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"So, Mr. Liu, this morning... I made you lose control?"

"Shut up."

Liu Yifei punched him in the chest.

"I just... woke up this morning and saw you like that, and since yesterday was already like that... I just..."

She couldn't continue speaking; she felt as if she wanted to burrow into his body.

Chen Yang laughed out loud and patted her back lightly twice.

"Mr. Liu, wouldn't you call this an upgraded version of the 'good morning kiss'?"

"Chen Yang, try saying that again."

"I mean, your skills have improved since yesterday."

Liu Yifei sprang up from his chest, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at his face.

"Are you ever going to stop?!"

Chen Yang used one hand to cover the pillow and the other hand to pull her back and hold her in his arms so she wouldn't move.

"Okay, okay, that's enough. Thank you for the 'Good Morning' service, Mr. Liu. Five stars."

If you say the word "service" again, I'll fight you to the death.

Liu Yifei struggled twice but couldn't break free, so she simply gave up and lay still on top of him.

The two of them lay there together, quiet for a while.

The sunlight outside the window grew brighter and brighter, shining on the quilt crumpled into a twisted ball at the foot of the bed.

Liu Yifei drew circles on his chest with her fingers, her voice muffled.

"Chen Yang".

"Um."

"Did you do that on purpose last night?"

"What do you mean, intentional?"

"You weren't asleep, you were just pretending to touch me."

Chen Yang's fingers paused on her back for a moment.

"...How did you know I wasn't asleep?"

"Because when you touch a certain spot, your breathing changes."

Liu Yifei looked up at him, her eyes filled with accusation.

"You're quite good at pretending, but your heartbeat doesn't lie; my ear is right next to your chest."

Chen Yang was caught red-handed and coughed lightly.

"Well... being half-asleep isn't entirely an act."

"You're still trying to argue."

Liu Yifei sat up, straddled his waist, put her hands on her hips, and looked down at him.

The straps of her slip dress slipped down to her arms, and the neckline was wide open, with the warm jade pendant hanging in front of her chest, swaying back and forth.

Her hair was a mess, her lips were still swollen, and her face showed both morning grumpiness and annoyance at being teased.

But it was precisely this appearance that made Chen Yang start to get restless again.

His hand rested on her thigh, pushing up the hem of her nightgown.

"Mr. Liu, are you sitting in this seat hoping for another chance?"

Liu Yifei glanced down at her posture, her face flushed again, and she quickly rolled off the bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and rolled to the other side of the bed.

"Stay away from me, I'm in heat first thing in the morning."

"Mr. Liu, you made the first move, and now you're saying I'm in heat?"

"That's because you started it last night!"

"So, ultimately, it was my hands that caused this?"

"Yes! It's your hand!"

Chen Yang raised the accused hand to look at it and moved his fingers around.

"I treated your illness with this hand yesterday, how can you turn your back on me like this?"

"Treating an illness is treating an illness, and acting like a hooligan is acting like a hooligan. Don't confuse the two."

Liu Yifei sat up, wrapped in the blanket, and reached for her phone on the bedside table.

I glanced at the time; it was 7:40.

"I need to be at the company by nine o'clock, so get up and wash up quickly, don't stay in my bed."

"What about my breakfast?"

"There's milk and bread in the fridge, I can heat it up myself."

"Mr. Liu, your attitude is so different from last night. Last night you were saying that you wanted me to be your boyfriend on Saturday."

"A shield! It's a shield! What kind of boyfriend is that!"

Liu Yifei yelled at him and walked towards the bathroom with her phone clattering away.

She stopped at the door and looked back at him.

"Go get your hair cut today, and pick me up at T3 at 3 PM. Don't be late."

"Yes, Mr. Liu."

"besides."

Liu Yifei bit her lip, and her voice suddenly lowered.

"Are you coming over tonight...?"

Chen Yang watched her stand at the bathroom door, barefoot on the floor, her nightgown wrinkled, her hair like a bird's nest, her lips swollen and red, but her eyes held an unconscious expectation.

He smiled.

"Mr. Liu, are you inviting me to stay overnight?"

"I was worried you wouldn't know the proper etiquette when you meet my dad on Saturday, so I gave you a few days of training beforehand."

"Training? Like the kind of training this morning?"

Liu Yifei's face burned completely, and she grabbed a slipper from the shoe rack by the door and threw it at them.

"Chen Yang, if you bring up this morning's issue again today, our plans for Saturday are canceled!"

"No, no, no, I was wrong, let's not talk about it anymore."

Chen Yang caught the slipper and waved it at her.

"What should I bring tonight? Red wine or fruit?"

Liu Yifei leaned against the bathroom door frame, turned her face away, and spoke so softly that her voice was almost drowned out by the sound of the faucet.

"You only need to bring yourself; everything else... I have it all."