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Chapter 59 Two and a half

Arriving at Song Qian's community, Wang Yu parked his car, carried large and small bags, and gently knocked on Song Qian's door.

"Who is it?" Song Qian's voice came faintly from inside the door.

Wang Yu cleared his throat and said, "It's me, Wang Yu."

Song Qian was silent for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, right now!"

Hearing Song Qian's answer, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment. He usually opened the door immediately, so why did he have to wait a moment today?
In a daze, Wang Yu, with his excellent hearing, first heard a "creaking" sound of "door opening" coming from inside the door.

Then there was a rustling sound of fabric, and then the sound of bottles and cans clattering.

What is Mr. Song doing?
Out of curiosity, Wang Yu sent the 'spiritual power' into the door, intending to find out.

As his thoughts extended into the master bedroom, Wang Yu saw the open wardrobe and the scattered clothes on the bed that were still warm.

And in front of Song Qian, there were bottles and cans of cosmetics dumped on the dressing table.

It turned out that I was putting on makeup!
Seeing this scene, Wang Yu couldn't help feeling proud that Song Qian could dress him up so carefully, which showed that he had successfully played the role of two and a half identities in this family.

A woman's two or three opposite-sex family members that she values ​​most in her life are probably her father, husband, and son-in-law.

About 10 minutes later, the sound of high-heeled footsteps gradually sounded from the door.

During the 10 minutes of waiting, not only was Wang Yu not impatient, but he was looking forward to it.

Because, he knew that he would not wait in vain.

After the door opened, a well-dressed Song Qian appeared in Wang Yu's sight.

A slim gray low-necked knitted dress perfectly showed Song Qian's figure curve, making her look elegant and charming.

But what is particularly eye-catching is the gray knitted belt across the fair neck, which adds a touch of playfulness and cuteness to Song Qian out of thin air, making her even more charming.

"Teacher Song, you are so beautiful today!" Wang Yu praised sincerely.

"You know how to say something nice, come in quickly." Song Qian blushed, gave Wang Yu a cute look, and turned sideways to make way for the door.

Seeing this, Wang Yu hurriedly picked up the big bag and small bag on the ground, and stepped into the door.

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Yu couldn't wait to drop the things in his hands, then wrapped his arms around Song Qian's waist in front of him, and slammed her against the wall of the entrance.

Just now, Wang Yu had already checked through his mind power. Qiao Yingzi was not at home, and Song Qian was the only one in the room.

"Huh~huh~" Wang Yu panted, his eyes fixed on Song Qian.

"Huh~huh~" Song Qian was so hot that she couldn't breathe.

For a moment, in the quiet room, only the fiery breathing of the two echoed.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Qian finally managed to ask, "What do you want to do?"

Hearing this, Wang Yu moved closer to Song Qian's ear, and whispered affectionately, "I, miss you!"

The sudden fiery confession in her ears made Song Qian feel as if she had drunk strong wine, her heartbeat accelerated instantly, and her eyes became hazy.

She felt as if she had returned to her youthful eighteen or nineteen years old, and her heart was full of sweetness.

Then, before Wang Yu lowered his head, Song Qian tiptoed lightly and took the initiative to lean over.

"Hmm~" Wang Yu's eyes widened in surprise.

Teacher Song is so proactive today!

Wang Yu had no choice but to take the initiative to clean up the room and do housework when Song Qian went to take a bath, so as not to be discovered by Qiao Yingzi after returning home.

The pillows scattered on the sofa, the fruit bowl rolled out of the dining table, the pots and pans dumped in the kitchen, and the messy bedding in Qiao Yingzi's bedroom.

After cleaning up all the housework, Wang Yu just came to the living room, and before he had time to sit on the sofa, he saw Song Qian slowly walking out of the bathroom.

Wearing a white lace suspender nightgown and a white gauze shawl, her long black hair is casually scattered on her shoulders. The crystal water drops falling from the hair tips drip on the white jade-like collarbone, adding a sense of charm out of thin air.

Seeing the drop of water slowly sliding down his collarbone, Wang Yu couldn't help but said: "Teacher Song, I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Song Qian stopped wiping her hair, and then subconsciously looked at the wall clock in the living room.

The hour hand is in the middle between 12 o'clock and 1 o'clock.

Only then did Song Qian realize that it was already 12:30 noon!
If it wasn't for Wang Yu saying that she was hungry, she really didn't notice that more than two hours had passed.

It is no wonder that Wang Yu is hungry. If he does high-energy housework for more than two hours without eating breakfast, anyone will become hungry and unbearable.

Thinking of this, Song Qian felt a little ashamed. When Wang Yu was doing housework, she was either lying down or lying on her stomach. The only way she could help was to hold the mirror.

After holding the mirror, she also drank the soy milk Wang Yu brought for breakfast.

Wang Yu is hungry now, she has an unshirkable responsibility.

Feeling ashamed, Song Qian blushed inevitably, and said in a warm voice, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you now."

Wang Yu looked in front of Song Qian with vigor, and said, "I want to eat cherry-flavored double-skin milk."

Hearing this, Song Qian rolled her eyes directly, and the shame in her heart disappeared instantly.

"Uh..." Wang Yu could only smile awkwardly. After all, he did the wrong thing first.

"Wait, I'll make you something to eat." Song Qian finally couldn't bear to scold Wang Yu harshly, so she only glared at him, then wrapped her hair in a towel and turned around and entered the kitchen.

Wang Yu was also embarrassed to go in and disturb him, so he simply sorted out the big and small bags he left at the entrance.

Fruits and vegetables are placed in the refrigerator, snacks and snacks are piled on the coffee table, and stockings and suspenders are placed in the bedroom.

After Wang Yu finished sorting these things, Song Qian walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of egg noodles.

Sitting at the dining table, Wang Yu looked at the egg noodles in front of him, and at Song Qian who was already taking off her apron, and asked suspiciously, "Is there only one bowl?"

"Isn't it enough to eat?" Song Qian paused for taking off her apron, then turned to look at Wang Yu.

"No." Wang Yu quickly explained: "I want to say, don't you want to eat?"

"I, I'm not hungry." Song Qianqiao blushed.

After taking off the apron, Song Qian hesitated for a moment, then went into the kitchen again.

Not long after, Song Qian walked out of the kitchen and put a porcelain cup in front of Wang Yu.

"what is this?"

Wang Yu opened the lid of the cup, and inside was a sea cucumber that was obviously missing a corner, and he could even see the tooth marks on the missing corner.

"This is what Yingzi left from eating this morning. If you don't like it, forget it." Song Qianqiao blushed, grabbed the lid of the cup, and was about to put it back on.

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Wang Yu quickly picked up the sea cucumber with missing horns and put the whole one into his mouth.

How could he dislike this?

(End of this chapter)