I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 99
"I..." Song Cheng was dumbfounded, turned his head away from speaking, and his face was burning instantly.

If it wasn't too dark in the room, then her face would definitely be as red as that overripe apple.

In the entire room, there were only the sound of the breathing of the two of them. Jiang Mo held on, but he didn't dare to move.

"Are you okay?" He asked her tentatively, breathing more heavily.

Song Cheng shook her head, "It's okay, it's just...a little scared, not because I'm afraid of you."

Her breathing was messed up, and she didn't know what messed things were going on in her mind.

Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and lay down beside her, grabbed her hand and held it in the palm of his hand, "Aren't you afraid now?"

"Well, don't be afraid anymore." She responded to him in a low voice, "Jiang Mo, I want to go home, can you take me back?"

Although she was very reluctant, she wanted to go home. He was very happy after staying here for two days.

"Okay, I'll take you home. Before we go home, let's have dinner? I even bought it!"

Jiang Mo turned sideways, looking at her face, the somewhat dark room contained the silence of the two of them.

The two lay on the bed for a while before getting up, Jiang Mo turned on the night light in the room.

During the meal, he talked about Zheng Qingyue, "When I went out to buy food today, Zheng Qingyue said that he invited you to go to the gym together."

"Fitness?" Song Cheng recalled Zheng Qingyue's handsomeness and her healthy body that night, "Okay, fitness is also very good, and the doctor told me to exercise more."

"In this case, will I be fine soon?!" There were stars in her eyes, looking forward to the future.

What a vibrant orange, Jiang Mo thought, "Yes, it will be fine soon!"

"Then, when I go home tonight, let's talk to her!" Song Cheng was really easily motivated.

After dinner, Jiang Mo packed a lot of things for her. Medicine is a must, and those candies that are full of bags must be brought to her, as well as his coat. It's cold outside, so you have to wear it. What to do if you catch a cold!
And most importantly, Song Cheng only took two apples in that big bag of fruit, but Jiang Mo stuffed the whole bag into his hand and told him to take it back.

When Jiang Mo sent her back, his face was full of reluctance, and he stood at the gate of the community. He grabbed her and hugged her for a long time before letting her into the community.

Song Cheng also teased him, "It's not like we'll never see each other again, why do you look so sad?"

When he couldn't see her, Jiang Mo returned to the base reluctantly. On the way back to the base, he even walked slowly, and his heart suddenly felt empty.

During the live broadcast at night, he supported his head and stared at the camera for a long time, to show his loss to Song Cheng outside the screen.

Off-screen, seeing him so sad, Song Cheng gave him two gifts as a token of comfort, and then went to the bathroom.

When I came home just now, I knocked on the door of Zheng Qingyue's house, she didn't seem to be at home, Song Cheng was going to send a WeChat message to her later.

After taking a bath, her whole body stretched a lot, and she even felt better.

Taking the medicine is really helpful. Today, it was only bad for a while in the morning, but it has been pretty good since the afternoon.

"Chengzi, is it better?" Ma Qingqing was cutting the fruit that Song Cheng brought back after washing.

Song Cheng nodded, "Well, it's much better. Qing'er, are you afraid of sleeping at home these days?"

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you will come to me in the middle of the night? Hahaha, I'm not afraid, I just miss you a lot."

Ma Qingqing raised her eyebrows and put the cut fruits into two large transparent bowls. When they were full, she took out a large bottle of coconut milk from the refrigerator and poured them in separately.

"In order to celebrate the return of our oranges, I specially made a fruit soup, please taste it!"

She took a large bowl of fruit and put it in front of Song Cheng, then handed her a spoon.

Song Cheng took it over with a smile, hugged the tablet, ate fruit and watched Jiang Mo's live broadcast, and sent Zheng Qingyue a WeChat message by the way.

Jiang Mo in the live broadcast, she saw that he seemed to be in a good mood, and the songs she played were also her favorite songs.

Moreover, the order of the songs he listened to became more and more familiar, as if it was the same as his own...

"No way, doesn't he even like to listen to the same songs as me?" Song Cheng was secretly delighted.

But after listening to it for an hour, she was sure that this was her playlist.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Jiang Mo played a very ordinary top game. As soon as he entered the game, the bullet screen was filled with the sentence "crashed!".

He glanced at the barrage and asked them, "Who did you crash with?"

The barrage answered him one after another:
——The dream of [-] million girls!
——Mengmeng!

——My wife and my husband crashed into a car, woo woo woo...

"The dream of [-] million girls?"

The two people inside the screen read together.

"The dream of [-] million girls...is that the anchor that Lu Yu has been talking about?" Jiang Mo thought to himself.

The barrage began to brush up again:
——HEUM came to see you two crash!
——HEUM is in your live broadcast room!Ink God!
—— HEUM left again, went to the Mengmeng live broadcast room!
"..."

Jiang Mo looked at the barrage and said that He Luyu entered his live broadcast room, and went to the nine hundred million girl's dream live broadcast room...

Song Cheng also quit Jiang Mo's live broadcast room. The last time she watched the live broadcast of [-] million girls' dreams, she felt like her cousin.

This time, she had to observe carefully.

After clicking into her live broadcast room, Song Cheng stared at the small window, kept watching, and didn't care to watch their sparring.

It wasn't until Jiuyi Girl's Dream looked at the lens that she was sure that it was her cousin, Gu Miao.

Returning to Jiang Mo's live broadcast room, Song Cheng hadn't recovered from the fact that her cousin was the female anchor.

This is really shocking!

Jiang Mo died twice in this round. When he died for the second time, he drank a saliva, but unexpectedly choked on the water.

"Cough cough cough..." He covered his throat and coughed twice before pulling Song Cheng back from the shock.

Looking at the screen again, his face was red from coughing, "What's going on?" Song Cheng lowered his head and held his phone, sending him a message.

"Ding dong~"

In the live broadcast room, his other mobile phone rang. On this mobile phone, Jiang Mo was about to be resurrected in ten seconds.

He put the phone out of the camera, quickly opened it and looked at the message Song Cheng sent him.

[Song Cheng] Are you okay?
The corners of his mouth went up wildly and couldn't come down at all.

There are five seconds left to revive!
Jiang Mo sent her a WeChat message, and picked up his phone again. The timing was just right, and he was resurrected.

"Ding dong~"

Song Cheng looked down at the WeChat message he sent to herself.

[Jiang Mo] It's okay, I choked on the water, I'm so happy that you care about me.

Looking up at the barrage again, the screen is full:
——Is this replying a message to your girlfriend?
——No, it’s a bit of a knock...

——I didn't accept it at first, but now looking at emmmmm, it seems to be okay.

——md, watching a live broadcast and being stuffed with dog food?Well, well, I wish you happiness!
(End of this chapter)