The next day, Zhao Dong got up early, did his usual morning exercise, and then ran to the nearby morning market.
It didn't take long for him to prepare a sumptuous breakfast.
The bread was ready-made, the soy milk was freshly beaten, and considering Sophie's working hours, a few steaming fried eggs were freshly cooked.
Just as this dish was brought to the table, footsteps were heard on the stairs.
"Go and wash up first. I've already had breakfast..."
Zhao Dong turned his head and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
Sophie walked downstairs sleepily, wearing only a light pink suspender nightgown. The skirt was very short, and her two snow-white thighs were exposed to the sight.
Moreover, the material of the pajamas is extremely light and thin, like tulle.
Although he quickly looked away, he couldn't help but think about it in his mind.
Sophie was almost stunned on the spot. She stayed there for a few seconds before she realized that there was a man at home!
She screamed and ran back to the bedroom frantically.
Not long after, there was another rush of footsteps on the stairs.
Zhao Dong looked back and was stunned. Sophie had already changed into a set of pajamas that covered her whole body, but what was she carrying in her hand?
When she came closer, Zhao Dong saw clearly, what a good thing, it turned out to be a women's foil used for fencing?
Although this thing is not offensive in any way, it is still quite intimidating when held in your hand.
Sophie pressed the tip of her sword against Zhao Dong's chest and asked seriously, "Tell me, why are you at my house?"
Zhao Dong raised his hands in surrender and asked helplessly, "Auntie, it was you who asked me to stay yesterday. Could it be that you drank too much?"
"Did I say that?" Sophie was stunned for a moment.
Then she thought about it and realized that this was the case.
Before Sophie could ask, Zhao Dong hurriedly replied, "I didn't see it, I didn't see anything, really!"
"Who asked you this?" Sophie glared in shame and put away the foil sword in her hand.
Before Zhao Dong could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt his chest was pressed against the tip of the foil sword again, "What did you call me just now?"
He recalled it for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Auntie?"
"That's a good title. You can call me that from now on." Sophie nodded with satisfaction, put away her foil and ran to wash up.
After a while, Sophie, who was fully washed, sat at the dining table again.
Looking at the not-so-rich breakfast table in front of her, her mind wandered a little. It tasted good, at least much better than cereal, and mainly because it was extra warm.
After breakfast, Sophie said solemnly: "Come here!"
Zhao Dong seemed to have expected it. He sat in front of her and asked, "Tell me, how do you plan to make a three-part agreement?"
Sophie crossed her shoulders and thought seriously for a while.
"First, you can only move around on the first floor. You are not allowed to go upstairs without my permission!"
"Second, don't wear revealing clothes when you are at home!"
"Third, you are not allowed to enter or leave through the main entrance, and you cannot let anyone know that you live here."
"Last and most important, you can't bring outsiders into your home!"