I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 75 Video call, feint shot

"Beep beep beep beep beep..."

"Hey, you finally called me, I thought you were asleep." Jiang Mo's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Song Cheng looked at the screen and frowned slightly. She seemed to have seen it... The next second, the video call turned into a voice call.

In just one second, she felt that her eyes seemed to be broken, and the screen flickered just now.

Jiang Mo was taking a bath, the water was rushing down from his head, the sound sounded ethereal and echoed.

Listening to his voice, Song Cheng wondered why something was wrong, "Where did you answer the call?"

"I'm taking a shower," he said.

"..."

Jiang Mo wiped his hands with a white towel, picked up the phone, and asked her, "Why aren't you talking?"

"Hey, Cheng Zi, what's the matter with you?" he asked again.

Song Cheng was on the other end of the phone, and he didn't dare to make a sound, so when I made a video call to him just now, he was taking a shower? ! !

"I..." Song Cheng buried her head in the sofa, "You, what are you... oh, it's nothing!"

She didn't know what to say.

The image of that second is all in my mind, it is white, slightly reddish, it seems that there are abdominal muscles or something...

Hearing what she said, Jiang Mo laughed twice: "Haha, Chengzi, are you shy?"

Song Cheng took a deep breath, and thought to herself, why is this person so dirty? He was the one who started...but he told me first.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Jiang Mo turned off the shower, picked up the hair dryer beside him and said, "Wait for me to dry my hair, it will be ready soon."

Song Cheng didn't answer him, her face was steaming hot, her mouth was parched from what he said, she put her phone on the table, and went to the water dispenser to get herself a glass of warm water.

After taking a sip, she returned to the sofa.

Ma Qingqing must be asleep now, and if she enters the bedroom, it should wake her up, after much deliberation, Song Cheng decided to sleep on the sofa.

She took a thick blanket, lay on the sofa by herself, then covered her body, and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Just as the sound of the hair dryer on Jiang Mo's side stopped, he smoothed his hair with his hands, and then walked out of the bathroom.

"I'm fine." He lay back on the bed, "Can you tell me what happened today?"

Song Cheng put the phone on her chest, told him what happened to her today, and then said: "I can't sleep again, when I close my eyes, it's all about that person's face."

"Actually, what I'm not afraid of is that the face is really scary, so I want you to talk to me."

Her voice was small and a little breathy.

Jiang Mo felt that he should wear a headset.

He was very mobile, got up again, picked up his earphones from the table, and hung them on his ears after turning on the phone.

Song Cheng heard his sizzling voice, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm wearing headphones, I'm fine now." Jiang Mo also lowered his voice.

Song Cheng: "Oh."

She often wears headphones to listen to music, so the headphones never leave her body.

"By the way, you can say whatever you want with me, as long as I don't let my brain think about that face."

She explained to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo agreed to her, but he really didn't expect that there would be people following girls in the community.

Thinking of this, he felt unhappy, no, it should be very unhappy, and there was a bit of self-blame in it.

"Cheng Zi, remember to watch my live broadcast tomorrow night, I will wait for you." Jiang Mo calmed down and said in a low voice.

Listening to his voice, Song Cheng felt inexplicably relieved, slowly closed her eyes, and imagined him by her side...

"Well, I see." She answered him obediently.

In the end, Jiang Mo waited for the other party to stop replying, then quietly yawned, listening to her breathing, and closed his eyes.

Early the next morning, Ma Qingqing found Song Cheng sleeping on the sofa. Just as she was about to wake her up and let her go to bed, she found that there seemed to be something wrapped around her wrist.

Song Cheng's hands were tucked in the wide sleeves, and a small strand of gauze leaked out.

Ma Qingqing squatted down, and carefully pulled out the gauze, but it became longer and longer, and when it was drawn to the back, the gauze was still stained with blood.

This time, she stopped, her eyebrows were knit together, and her face showed a state of extreme panic.

"Chengzi... What's wrong with this?!" She muttered in a low voice, then stood up and rubbed the center of her brows.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Song Cheng was injured!

Ma Qingqing was dumbfounded, she was by the sofa.Turning around, not knowing what to do.

"Hmm..." Maybe the sound of footsteps woke Song Cheng up, she turned over and opened her eyes.

She stared straight at the blue Stitch on the TV cabinet. It was a three-dimensional jigsaw puzzle she bought after the college entrance examination, and it was also the first jigsaw puzzle she completed by herself.

In her mind, she began to see how she put together this Stitch, from a pile of parts to a complete Stitch...

Song Cheng was in a daze. She would do this every time she woke up, staring at something and then thinking about the previous things.

After thinking about it, she would slowly get up from the bed, then get dressed, wash her face, brush her teeth...

When Ma Qingqing turned her head, she found that Song Cheng had already woken up. She knew Song Cheng had such a habit, so she stood aside and waited for her.

After waiting for a few minutes, Song Cheng finally returned to reality.

"Chengzi." Ma Qingqing walked in front of her, "What's wrong with your arm? Also, go to the bedroom to sleep later."

It took Song Cheng some time to receive Ma Qingqing's message, and after she finished receiving it, she said to Ma Qingqing, "Oh, it's nothing, but I accidentally injured my wrist."

After finishing speaking, she sat up from the sofa, picked up her mobile phone and checked the time, it was [-]:[-], it was indeed a bit early.

She touched Ma Qingqing's head, "Qing'er, I'll catch up on sleep again, and you must call me when it's almost noon."

Last night, she was thinking about it for a while in the taxi. Zheng Qingyue helped her and saved her. She has to thank him very much.

Although her wrist is injured now, she can still cook a few simple dishes. Inviting her to have a meal at noon is also a thank you.

She still remembered that Zheng Qingyue liked to eat sweet and sour food, so she first drew up a few dishes in her heart.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour chicken wing root in tomato sauce, Ma Qingqing likes spicy food, so he cooks boiled pork slices.

Thinking of this, she remembered that Jiang Mo likes to eat noodles, so she can cook him oily noodles.

……

Song Cheng was lying on the bed, just as she closed her eyes, that face came out again, "I'm sick!"

She covered her head with the quilt, cursed in a crying voice, and cried aggrievedly under the quilt.

She didn't know why this happened, if this continued, she would go crazy!
Song Cheng thought about it this way, it might as well just show it off and go crazy!

But in the next second, she took her mobile phone and called Jiang Mo from under the quilt.

(End of this chapter)