Song Qifan really wanted to slap himself hard, why did he start thinking crankily again, he told himself to always remember that this woman has an enmity with him, this woman is not worthy of giving herself a favor, how can she be worthy of touching herself.

Wutong blew his hair, hummed a song and went to the kitchen to cook instant noodles for himself to eat, as if he was the only one in the house and no one else, completely as if Song Qifan was an air man.

This scene is really too familiar, just last night Song Qifan also had such a dream, in the dream he came home from a business trip, Wutong was like this with his hair scattered and stood in the kitchen to cook noodles for him to eat, and said to him: "Qifan, I'll give you a poached egg, eat more eggs, supplement protein." ”

Wutong knew that he had been looking at her all the time, and if no one was around, Song Qifan's eyes never left her.

Wutong quickly boiled the noodles and put them in a bowl and brought them out, and the aroma of the noodles on the shop made Song Qifan swallow his saliva.

Wutong moved a chair and began to sit down to eat noodles, Song Qifan stood there like a fool and didn't know what to do, very embarrassed.

Or, he thought, he dragged her hair and beat her, he thought in his head, isn't this a nervous disorder, he is not a violent maniac, and there must be a reason for his temper.

After taking a bite, Wutong looked at Song Qifan, "Have you eaten it?" Do you want to eat a little, my cooked noodles are delicious." Without waiting for his answer, he walked directly into the kitchen.

Wutong said that he took out another pack of instant noodles, walked to the kitchen and continued to cook noodles, thought about it and went out again and said to Song Qifan: "Do you want to eat poached eggs, supplement protein." ”

Suddenly, Song Qifan's head seemed to explode, why was the scene in the dream 100% restored, what happened to him, this picture is not real, it must be that what he fantasized about is not real.

He couldn't control his steps, walked into the kitchen, hugged Sycamore from behind and kissed her hair, Sycamore smiled disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, and let him kiss it.

Until the instant noodles were cooked and her hair was messy, she turned off the heat, gently pushed him away and turned his head, seeing that his eyes were foggy and a little sloppy, this seemed to be a fugue?

"Song Qifan, aren't you crazy, do you know who you hugged just now?"

She stretched out her hand and slapped him the face, Song Qifan came back to his senses and covered his face and looked at her incredulously: "You dare to hit me?"

"You just delighted me, shouldn't I do it? Who keeps saying that a filthy and lowly person like me is not worthy of touching you, I am not worthy, but I see that you have taken advantage of me. ”

A slap shattered all Song Qifan's dreams, this is not a dream, this is real, what he just hugged was the real Wutong, and the kiss was also a real person.

The steaming face was a reminder that all this was real, not his dream.

He stumbled away from Wutong's house, sat in the car and punched the car glass with a resentful punch, but unfortunately the bulletproof glass could not be broken even if it was beaten.

How could he take the initiative to hug her and kiss her, is he so worthy of his mother?

He covered his face and said to himself in pain: "Song Qifan, what's wrong with you, why did you mess up your mind and think about that woman who shouldn't have it." ”

Wutong looked at Song Qifan's stumbling back, leaning against the door, and the disdainful smile on his face became more and more obvious. 、

Song Qifan, you are really nothing more than that, a lascivious person may be easier to deal with, because he has not been in contact with too many women, he doesn't know that women have too many and too powerful means to attack their hearts, perhaps, he is even easier to deal with than Song Qihe.

She shrugged her shoulders and felt that she hadn't done anything, and she hadn't used a few of these ninety-nine-eighty-one moves, and the enemy seemed to be self-defeating.

Wutong walked into the kitchen and poured the noodles cooked for Song Qifan directly into the trash, turned on the computer and began to take notes, planning how to meet Song Qihe for the second time.