Song Qiancheng threw the paper that wiped his hands into the trash can and strode to the living room.

One after another, the men's ridicule sounded outside.

"Brother Cheng, isn't it a bit long since you drank a glass of water? ”

didn't wait for Song Qiancheng to respond, but heard a man's voice coaxing.

"What nonsense, sister-in-law is inside, naturally there is another way to drink. ”

Wen Lishu's ears were slightly warm, and finally cast her eyes back on the table, where the handiwork Song Qiancheng left for her was still there.

After those cut apples are oxidized, they are no longer as delicious as when they were first cut, looking at the words "I" and "you", Wen Lishu pursed her lips and felt blocked in her heart.

Song Qiancheng came out this time, didn't he want to force her to make a statement.

Those two words, what else can be added in the middle?

Add a love word, that is, I love you.

Add a hateful word, that is, I hate you.

Whether it is love or hate, it is up to her to decide.

Song Qiancheng's cruel words have been put here, if you want not to annoy him, and can get out of the whole body, it is natural to carve out the word "love".

It's just that she didn't want to engrave that word.

If the phrase I love you is to be expressed in this way, it is so cheap.

has been coming, her love for Song Qiancheng is sincere, and she doesn't want to mix it with this disgusting operation, but she won't die to engrave the word "hate", otherwise, she will die miserably for a while.

Wen Lishu stared at the apple for a long time, thinking of an executable plan, and at the end, she took the knife and carved a word on the apple slowly.

After a while, the sound of saying goodbye came from the living room, and after that, the people left in a big way.

At the same time, Wen Lishu also carved out the word.

She cleaned her hands and slowly came out of the kitchen, the men had all left, leaving only Song Qiancheng sitting alone in the living room.

She hung her head and walked back in the direction of the worker's room.

Song Qiancheng spoke out at the right time: "What about the words?"

Wen Lishu stopped and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "It's inside."

She raised her step again, and Song Qiancheng called out to her, "Stop."

She stopped, turned to him.

Song Qiancheng got up from the sofa and walked towards her.

When he came to her, he grabbed her arm and dragged her back to the kitchen without a snort.

When he entered the kitchen, Song Qiancheng let go.

Wen Lishu stood near the door, while Song Qiancheng walked to the front of the cupboard to see what words she had carved.

After looking at it, his expression was complicated.

That is not a word of hate, nor is it a word of love, but a word "and".

The whole sentence is connected as: "Me and you." ”

Wen Lishu glanced at Song Qiancheng faintly, and his expression was quite exciting.

This answer neither flattered him nor offended him, and he didn't even have a reason to scold her now, and he was afraid that he was very annoyed in his heart.

In the end, Song Qiancheng could only swallow the three apples and threw them all into the trash.

This time, Wen Lishu escaped with his wit.

She accepted it when she saw it, and her face did not show any joy, but she said lightly: "I'm back in the room." ”

"Wait. Song Qiancheng ordered.

Wen Lishu looked up at him, and Song Qiancheng reached out to pick up the banana she had taken out not long ago and handed it to her.

Wen Lishu took it with a blank face.

A sneer oozed from the corner of Song Qiancheng's mouth, "Eat less apples, this is your best choice, and you don't usually step up your practice, how can you improve your skills that you can't handle." ”