Huanxi Boy: Song Qian's crit attack at the beginning, I'm numb

Su Cheng massaged her a few more times and found a reason to leave.

"I still have something to do. Let's go first. You are resting for a while. If you are worried, you can go to the hospital for an examination."

Comfort, gone.

Tong Wenjie was inexplicably lost, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Su Cheng was leaving.

Right now,

I really feel that I can't see Su Cheng, it's too embarrassing.

Than misunderstanding, guessing that Su Cheng wanted to make up his own mind, self-righteously go to him to challenge him, and warn him, it would be ten thousand times more embarrassing and embarrassing.

bang bang bang,

At this time, the door knocked,

"Wen Jie, Wen Jie..."

Su Cheng recognized Song Qian's voice, and guessed that it was to deliver clothes to Tong Wenjie.

"It's Song Qian..."

Tong Wenjie sat up from the sofa like a frightened little rabbit.

It's Song Qian, it's Song Qian.

Su Cheng looked at her strangely, what a surprise.

"Su Cheng..."

Tong Wenjie bit her lip, her eyelashes drooping, she was embarrassed to look at him, but she solemnly told him,

"You are in the bedroom, don't go out, don't let Song Qian see."

"why?"

Su Cheng was surprised.

"Oh, I can't explain clearly. In short, you are not allowed to go out, and you cannot be discovered by Song Qian..."

Tong Wenjie hurriedly dropped a sentence, and closed the bedroom door.

If it was before, Su Cheng would be here.

Song Qian saw it, and she thought it was nothing.

It's just that something like that just happened.

Tong Wenjie was inexplicably guilty, and didn't want Song Qian to know that Su Cheng was here.

"call……"

Tong Wenjie took a deep breath, relieved her panic, and opened the door.

"Song Qian, why did it take you so long to come? I thought you were coming soon, so I didn't have the nerve to call you..."

Seeing Song Qian when she opened the door, Tong Wenjie pretended to complain.

"I've been delayed by something..."

Song Qian said apologetically, seeing that her hair was a little wet, she asked with concern:

"Your hair is so wet, have you taken a shower?"

"No, I feel a little hot, I washed my face..."

Tong Wenjie took the bag Song Qian was carrying with a guilty conscience, and said politely:

"Thank you for sending me the clothes. I'm going to take a shower. If you have something to do, go back quickly."

"You are so weird today, it's rare to say thank you..."

Song Qian looked at her strangely, walked into the room,

"I'm fine, let's see how you arrange it."

After shopping with Tong Wenjie, I went back.

The overall effect of the layout.

Song Qian wanted to see it very much.

"Then, let's see..."

Tong Wenjie was flustered and helpless, and she couldn't refuse, so she pretended to smile and asked:

"What do you think, not bad."

"It's pretty good..."

Song Qian's expression was in a trance, the familiar pattern, some fragments were flashing and floating.

Painfully wanted to forget.

Now, she just wants to remember more clearly.

In a meeting, I felt it, it was unforgettable, and it was unforgettable.

It is impossible and impossible to go against the world, but you must forget it.

The only thing that can be cherished is the painful memory.

"Don't worry about me, I'm not going to take a bath, I'll look around..."

Seeing Tong Wenjie staring at her all the time, Song Qian felt awkward and guilty.

"It's okay, I'll take a shower later, I'll accompany you, you're here, how can I take a shower..."

Tong Wenjie wanted to cry, she never thought Song Qian was annoying before.

Now, why is it so annoying, what's so good about this house, why are you still hanging on.

"Is there anything to accompany you, go take a shower, I'll go back after looking around, and I'll bring you to the door soon..."

"..."

Let's hurry up here,

Tong Wenjie didn't know what to say,

But when Song Qian said that she would leave after watching for a while, she was relieved and went to take a bath in peace.

Su Cheng was in the bedroom, and the bathroom there was unusable.

Can only be used in the living room.

Tong Wenjie carried her bag and went to the bathroom.

Song Qian looked at the bedroom, feeling dazed and confused. There were the most and deepest memories there, so she couldn't help walking over there.

in the bathroom,

Tong Wenjie was about to close the door when she saw Song Qian walking towards the bedroom, her heart ached.

"Song Qian, don't..."

"what happened?"

suddenly shouted,

Song Qian's dazed expression also became more sober, and she looked at Tong Wenjie suspiciously.

"It's okay, 957 is okay..."

Tong Wenjie felt guilty,

At this time, Su Cheng was discovered by Song Qian, and he really jumped into the Yellow River, and he couldn't explain it clearly, and he would be misunderstood for nothing.

"This bathroom has a weird smell. I'm going to take a shower in the bathroom in the bedroom..."

Tong Wenjie forced a smile, found a reason, and quickly walked over with her bag, praying that Su Cheng would be smart, that the closet was hidden, and opened the door.

click,

Tong Wenjie gently pushed open the bedroom door,

Seeing Su Cheng standing in the room, he didn't hide in the closet.

She forgot to breathe for a moment, blinked and winked nervously and anxiously, hiding in the closet, hiding in the closet.

"..."

Su Cheng frowned slightly, thinking that Tong Wenjie was very strange.

Song Qian has nothing to shy away from, she will see it when she sees it, what's the matter.

However, seeing Tong Wenjie was very anxious.

Su Cheng didn't really want to see the cold Song Qian, so he took a few steps to the bathroom and closed the door gently.

"..."

Tong Wenjie was worried, why did she hide there?

"Wen Jie, you don't want to take a shower, what are you doing standing here?"

"Suddenly remembered that I forgot to buy a washing machine. There is a washing machine, and the clothes I changed can still be washed..."

Tong Wenjie vaguely made up a reason and walked to the bathroom.

"You really plan to make this your home..."

Song Qian followed her into the bedroom.

"It's okay to be the head of the house. Anyway, Su Cheng said, if he doesn't come, I have the final say here..."

Tong Wenjie deliberately emphasized,

Seeing Song Qian in the bedroom.

Suddenly I felt that Su Cheng hiding in the bathroom was not a bad thing, but hiding in the closet was not necessarily safe.

Song Qian might open it out of curiosity.

On the contrary, it is better to be in the bathroom together, which is safer.