FCY Chapter 20

Breakfast (…)

Breakfast (…)

At eight in the morning, Cen Xi opened his eyes on time, his hand casually resting on the head of the person in his arms.

What’s going on?

Cen Xi looked at the person beside him, and the memories of last night surfaced in his mind. Oh, right, I slept with Yan Bao.

Just waking up, Cen Xi’s head was still a bit muddled. He paused for a moment, then gently and quietly got out of bed, washed up, went downstairs, and went for a morning run.

After running for half an hour, Cen Xi returned to the dorm to shower, washing away the sweat, changed his clothes, and went to wake up Luo Yan, who was still fast asleep in bed.

“Yan Bao, it’s time to get up.”

“Just a little longer, there’s still time,” Luo Yan said, turning his back to Cen Xi.

Cen Xi was helpless. He picked up Luo Yan in one swift motion, as if he had done it many times before.

“Brother,” Luo Yan called out, then let Cen Xi hold him, leaning comfortably on Cen Xi’s shoulder, squinting and continuing to sleep.

“Brush your teeth.” Cen Xi placed Luo Yan in front of the sink, gently supporting him to prevent him from falling, then squeezed toothpaste onto his toothbrush and put it in Luo Yan’s hand.

Luo Yan put the toothbrush in his mouth by feel, and started brushing unconsciously.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes passed, and Luo Yan was still brushing.

Cen Xi couldn’t help but laugh. He filled the rinsing cup with water and put it to Luo Yan’s mouth. “Rinse.”

Luo Yan took a sip of water from Cen Xi’s hand, gargled a few times, repeated it a few times, and barely woke up a little. “Brother, face.”

Cen Xi smiled, resigned to wiping Luo Yan’s face. After wiping, he jokingly asked, “Young master, is there anything else? Do you need me to help you change your clothes?”

“Um….” A second later, Luo Yan reacted. “No, no, I can do it myself.”

Luo Yan ran out, his face turning red.

Being a gentleman, Cen Xi walked out of the room before Luo Yan changed his clothes.

“Awake?”

As soon as the door opened, Luo Yan saw Cen Xi leaning against the door, waiting for him.

“Mm,” Luo Yan nodded, although his face was no longer red, his ears still were.

“It’s exactly 9 o’clock, let’s go down,” Cen Xi said naturally, taking Luo Yan’s hand.

In the training room, Zhu Zi was already sitting on the sofa, waiting for them.

“You’re here?” Zhu Zi glanced at his watch when he saw them. “You’re still punctual. As expected, only you can cure this person’s sleeping in.”

Luo Yan glared at Zhu Zi fiercely after hearing this. Although Luo Yan’s skills had not regressed but had improved after Cen Xi left, he had never been punctual when getting up in the morning (occasionally punctual).

Zhu Zi ignored Luo Yan’s glare and handed them the breakfast on the table. “One for each of you, Auntie will come to work in a few days.”

Cen Xi took the two breakfasts. “When does training start?”

“9:30, half an hour to eat.” Zhu Zi was very pleased. Finally, a player who loved training had come.

“Okay.” Cen Xi handed a breakfast to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan took the breakfast and glanced at it. Buns, he didn’t like them. Soy milk, not bad. And an egg, so he’ll eat the egg.

Luo Yan took out the egg from the bag, cracked it open, and started eating. While eating, he didn’t forget to look at Cen Xi’s bag. There was also an egg.

Taking advantage of the fact that Cen Xi was still talking to Zhu Zi, Luo Yan secretly took the egg out of Cen Xi’s bag. Now he had two eggs, which should be enough to last through the morning. Then, he stuffed the two buns from his bag into Cen Xi’s bag.

Cen Xi saw all of Luo Yan’s actions. He didn’t like eating buns?

Cen Xi finished his conversation with Zhu Zi and went into the kitchen. He had cooked porridge before his run, and it should be ready by now. At first, Cen Xi thought he would have to solve breakfast himself since no one was making it, and Cen Xi didn’t want to go out to buy it, so he prepared to fend for himself.

Cen Xi ladled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Luo Yan. “Drink this.”

“Brother, where did you get this?” Luo Yan took the porridge and happily began to drink it.

“I just cooked it,” Cen Xi mumbled, gnawing on a bun.

“Delicious,” Luo Yan gave his most honest evaluation.

The Wu brothers slowly walked downstairs, it was already 9:20.

“You’re finally down. I thought I was going to have to go up and call you.” Zhu Zi handed them the other two bags on the table. “A few minutes left, eat your breakfast.”

“Oh,” Wu Xinming said listlessly, taking it and sitting in his chair, taking big bites.

“Where’s Yan Yan?” Wu Xinshen took the bun and looked around, but didn’t see Luo Yan. “Not up yet?”

“He got up early. He came down on time. He should be at the dining table now.”

Wu Xinshen was a little confused after hearing this. He habitually thought, can Yan Yan get up this early? But a moment later, he suddenly realized, right, Cen Xi is back.

Wu Xinshen smiled and sat in his seat. The SY team, everyone was here.