Song Qiancheng opened his legs and walked to the sofa not far away and sat down.

Above the coffee table in front of him, there was some fruit, and he raised his hand and said, "Come and peel me an orange, let me think about what you said." ”

Wen Lishu obediently lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on his shoes, and then walked towards him.

She sat down next to him, put her phone on the coffee table, and then picked up an orange on the table and peeled it carefully.

Song Qiancheng sat on the side like an uncle, waiting for her to come and serve.

The orange had just been half-peeled when her phone on the table suddenly vibrate.

She peeled an orange in her hand, and she didn't have time to pick it up, she looked at the screen and saw that it was Lu Jiaqian calling.

Thinking that she should not be in a hurry, he let it go, planning to peel the oranges and call her back.

But without thinking about it, Song Qiancheng changed his sitting position, stretched out his arm, and slid the mobile phone screen for her to connect the phone.

When connected, he held the phone up to her ear.

The mobile phone was close to her right ear, and Wen Lishu instantly clenched the orange in her hand in a panic.

Her ear can't hear it, she usually puts it in her left ear when she answers the phone, or turns on the speakerphone, but this time, Song Qiancheng put it on her right ear crookedly.

The phone was still going on, and Wen Lishu sat there awkwardly, unable to hear what Lu Jiaqian was talking about at all.

Lest Song Qiancheng find out the clues, she suppressed her panic and said anxiously to the phone: "I have something to do, I'll call you later." ”

Fortunately, her relationship with Lu Jiaqian is iron enough, and such an abrupt way of speaking is not too inappropriate.

Lu Jiaqian hung up the phone as scheduled, Wen Lishu shouted in her heart that it was dangerous, and she was almost exposed.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qiancheng put the phone back in its original place.

Wen Lishu was so frightened that she sweated, quickly peeled the orange, and then handed it to Song Qiancheng, saying, "Okay, here you go." ”

Song Qiancheng sat there with his legs folded and didn't move, and he didn't see him reach out to pick it up, and his face was still a little unhappy.

Wen Lishu thought to herself which tendon was wrong with this guy, why was this good guy angry again?

Wen Lishu looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

Looking forward to it, he said dissatisfiedly: "I don't have a name." ”

Wen Lishu thought about it for a while, and added: "Mr. Song, the orange is for you." ”

Song Qiancheng suddenly frowned, stared at him and said, "Do you plan to call me Mr. Song in the future?"

If it was before, she could call him Ah Cheng generously, or Qiancheng, but now, it is difficult for her to call her like that.

But at this time, she was riding a tiger again.

Under his gaze, she could only bite the bullet, brewing emotions, and was about to shout an errand, but before she could speak, Song Qiancheng opened her voice and gave her a bigger problem.

He said, "Call husband." ”

When Wen Lishu heard this, her eyes dimmed in a second, and her expression was more like letting her die.

Song Qiancheng was even more unhappy now, and his originally faint tone suddenly aggravated a lot: "Is it so difficult, you didn't shout last night." ”

She just yowed her mouth last night, so she deliberately called him like that, but she really let her shout like this, she was awkward.

Wen Lishu twisted, and finally whispered, "This will take some time to prepare." ”

Song Qiancheng snatched the orange from her hand in annoyance, and added: "After I eat this orange, you are not ready, then don't mention the female one, you are not even qualified to play the corpse." ”