To be honest, Song Xiangran herself didn't know why she was a little afraid to see Fang Qingming during this time.

Moreover, in Song Xiangran's mind, Fang Qingming's shadow would appear from time to time, or the kind that lingered.

I felt that Fang Qingming's sense of existence had become stronger than before.

But Song Xiangran didn't continue to think about it, she was finally reborn again, and she didn't allow herself to deviate from the track she originally set.

When he got up the next day, Song Xiangran found that Chen Meiyun and Fang Weihua were no longer at home.

Fortunately, Fang Qingming didn't seem to be at home.

It is estimated that Fang Qingming probably has something in the temporary army, and whether he will go home for a while and a half, Song Xiangran's original heart was also relaxed.

However, Song Xiangran's stomach began to growl.

Song Xiangran realized that Chen Meiyun was not there, Fang Qingming was not there, Fang Qingran went out to make up for classes today, and there was no one at home to cook.

After thinking about it, Song Xiangran shouted into the air: "Aunt Liu, are you here?"

The huge living room echoed with Song Xiangran's voice.

Obviously, the Fang family's nanny doesn't work today.

The stomach barked again in protest.

After thinking about it, Song Xiangran finally decided to go to the kitchen to cook food by himself.

Anyway, it's a lot of people who have lived for half a hundred, so they won't starve to death, right?

Walking to the kitchen and opening the refrigerator, Song Xiangran wanted to cry a little without tears.

There were only two eggs in the refrigerator, a handful of green onions, half a garlic, and it seemed that there was still half of Lao Gan Ma beef sauce.

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb. Song Xiangran cheered himself on as he took out the few ingredients in the refrigerator.

can't cook meals, cook noodles, Song Xiangran feels that he can still be competent.

Although, the eggs are beaten into the bowl and a few small eggshells are also included.

"It doesn't matter, Chairman Mao and Chairman said that there is nothing difficult in the world, only people who are afraid of it. Song Xiangran put the beaten eggs into the hot water, and bubbles began to bubble on the water.

The eggs cooked quickly, Song Xiangran quickly grabbed a handful of noodles and threw them into the pot, and after a while, the water vapor ran up.

After some tossing, the noodles are finally cooked.

I can't say it's good, but it's cooked, and even though it's been cooked for a long time, the noodles are a lot of paste.

After tasting a bite of noodles, Song Xiangran remembered that he didn't put salt!

After searching for a long time in a pile of bottles and cans, Song Xiangran found that she couldn't tell the difference between sugar and salt, because her noodles were sweet.

At this moment, Song Xiangran suddenly felt that he had lived in vain for dozens of years.

He had been rushing to report last night, so Fang Qingming slept late.

Originally, Fang Qingming thought that when it was finally the weekend, he could get a good night's sleep.

But I never thought that early on Saturday morning, I was woken up by Song Xiangran's ghost crying wolf howl downstairs.

Song Xiangran just wailed at first, and then began to sob.

At this time, no matter how much Fang Qingming covered his ears, it would be useless.

On weekdays, Fang Qingming hates other people's crying and crying the most, especially crying women. However, Song Xiangran seems to be an exception.

Every time Song Xiangran shed tears or was sad, Fang Qingming would feel distressed.

However, this morning, Song Xiangran's crying, Fang Qingming didn't feel distressed. Because he was so sleepy, he just wanted to get a good night's sleep now.

Fang Qingming was full of thoughts about going down now and blocking Song Xiangran's mouth, so that he could come back to sleep quickly.

So Fang Qingming only wore a pair of big pants, sleepy-eyed, and went downstairs with slippers.

When Fang Qingming saw Song Xiangran, Song Xiangran was sitting in the restaurant with a sad and angry face, crying while sucking the noodles in the bowl.

Presumably, Song Xiangran thought that there was no one at home, so he sat there eating noodles in a nightdress with suspenders.

Looking at Song Xiangran's snow-white and slender legs, the looming ups and downs on his chest, his fair and obvious shoulders, neck and collarbones......

Fang Qingming suddenly sobered up.

Because his body was instinctively awake.

originally planned to say a few words to Song Xiangran and ask her to stop crying.

But now, Fang Qingming didn't have time to take care of these haves and haves, his Adam's apple moved, swallowed his saliva, and turned his head to go back.

But the house is so quiet that the slightest sound can be heard clearly.

Therefore, when Song Xiangran saw Fang Qingming, he just turned around and walked upstairs in a hurry.

It is estimated that he just woke up from sleep, Fang Qingming was only wearing a pair of red pants, his upper body was naked, the muscles behind him were distinct, and the whole person presented a perfect inverted triangle.

For Fang Qingming who suddenly appeared, Song Xiangran's first reaction was not surprise, but surprise.

Although seeing Fang Qingming's perfect back line, Song Xiangran couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The saliva swallowed this time, on the one hand, Song Xiangran unknowingly coveted Fang Qingming's beauty, and on the other hand, Song Xiangran was hungry, and Fang Qingming knew how to cook.

"Brother Qingming!" Song Xiangran exclaimed excitedly.

Hearing Song Xiangran's voice, Fang Qingming felt bad in his heart, and his steps paused, but it was probably early in the morning, and his brain was not happy, Fang Qingming's first reaction was to pretend not to hear.

So Song Xiangran looked at Fang Qingming with his own eyes, obviously heard himself calling him, and then continued to speed up his pace and go upstairs.

Song Xiangran was stunned, and some of the second monks were confused.

Go back to your room, lie on the bed and look at the ceiling.

Fang Qingming felt that there was a lump of paste in his head, and seeing that the paste couldn't get rid of for a while, Fang Qingming looked down at his big pants.

After all, it is a young person, and it is estimated that there is no way to return to normal for a while.

Now Fang Qingming is completely sleepy, he looked at the ceiling, and Song Xiangran's appearance in a suspender nightdress suddenly appeared in his head, with snow-white and slender legs......

Unconsciously, Fang Qingming's hand began to move.

Just as Fang Qingming was about to close his eyes, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Qingming, are you awake, can I come in?" Song Xiangran really couldn't eat the bowl of noodles he cooked, and his stomach was very unhappy, so he had no choice but to come to Fang Qingming.

As soon as he heard Song Xiangran's voice, Fang Qingming simply gasped, suddenly realized what he was doing just now, and hurriedly covered it with a quilt.

"Didn't wake up, what's wrong?" Fang Qingming said in a panic while covering the thin quilt and rushing out of the door.

Song Xiangran frowned, and thought: If you don't wake up, how can you still speak? Could it be that Fang Qingming is sleepwalking?

Of course, Fang Qingming, who finished saying this, also realized that his words just now were incoherent.

So Fang Qingming cleared his throat and shouted outside the door again: "Wake up, can you come in and tell me something?"

After getting Fang Qingming's permission, Song Xiangran gently pushed the door open.

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