Twenty-sixty-one: heart disease and cat's paws
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In the cabin, the fresh smell of grass lingered between Song Xing's snorts, and the men around him slept soundly, occasionally smacking their mouths, as if they had eaten something sweet in a dream.
It's been a fulfilling birthday!
Song Xing quietly turned on the light on the mobile phone screen, and a sound of swallowing saliva appeared in his consciousness.
[Pooh: Master, this is the most beautiful face Pooh has ever seen in this plane, there is no second. γ
Song Xing smiled slightly, looking at Shi Qinbaiyu's delicate skin, firm nose bridge, and lips that would change their lip color according to the temperature...... If he opened his eyes, the gray-blue pupils were like whirlpools in the demon sea, which could sweep people's souls and consciousness into it.
The faint light of the mobile phone hit Shi Qin's face, as if he also sensed the change in the illumination of the outside light in a dream.
He rolled over.
Song Xing's gaze patrolled over Shi Qin's face like a soldier, and after admiring the perfect outline created by the heavens a few times, he sighed.
[Song Xing: Before you awakened and could speak, I had seen a face as perfect as his...... It's just that I lost this person later......]
[Pooh: Master, did Pooh say the wrong thing, I feel that the master seems to be sad. γ
Song Xing smiled slightly, trying to raise his low mood.
[Song Xing: How can there be time to be sad and sad, now we are in a crisis, tomorrow is a Hongmen banquet......]
As if sensing the mood fluctuations of the people around him, Shi Qin turned over again, turned to Song Xing, and touched his hand unconsciously.
Song Xing subconsciously stretched out his hand, and was suddenly grabbed by Shi Qin's hand like a snake looking for prey.
Touching the back of Song Xing's hand, Shi Qin stretched out his tongue and licked his lips with satisfaction, and then his breathing gradually stabilized.
His dreams seemed so sweet that he didn't want to wake up.
Song Xing heard a scream coming from his consciousness.
[Pooh: Ahhhhh!!h
Song Xingbian flattened his mouth.
[Song Xing: So, you're a teenager?]
Song Xing repeatedly analyzes Pooh's metallic synthesized sounds, and can only hear the taste of the code, without the slightest gender or age characteristics.
[Pooh: I don't have a gender, but I have to be a teenager, if I were a girl, I would be unhappy if I lay next to the person my master liked!]
Feeling Pooh's grievances, Song Xing put away his mobile phone and turned over to lie down.
Because of this toss, the smell of grass in the quilt is stronger.
[Song Xing: Who said he was the one I liked...... You are a system, all day long, love and love, shameless. γ
[Pooh: Master, I am a system, and I talk about science and logic and data in everything. The number of times your heart beats per minute in a quiet state, that is, the resting heart rate, is 60~80 times per minute, even if you are sometimes nervous or exercised, it is up to 100 times per minute, but when you peek at this perfect gentleman, it can soar to 120 times per minute, and the last time that little red crown almost hit him, your heartbeat was 160 times per minute, and it was a heart attack in the long run!
Song Xing beat Pooh in his consciousness.
[Song Xing: Eat without saying anything, sleep with so many words?]
[Pooh: Master, I'm a system, I rely on my master to live and don't need to sleep, I'm still running when you're dreaming.] γ
[Song Xing: Oh?]
Song Xing came to the spirit.
[Song Xing: So even if I'm sleeping, you can know what I'm thinking? Can you see my dreams?]
[Pooh: Of course, after the master woke me up, I had many dreams. A person can have five dreams or more in one night. But people often don't remember when they wake up. It's much easier to have our system, we can record your dreams and never generate any reviews. According to my statistics, you dreamed of how to kill Dong Ruyi 13 times, killed Wen Baiyu 25 times, and dreamed of Lu Youran's plot 37 times...... What kind of frying, cooking, knives, guns, swords, halberds are used. γ
Song Xing was a little disappointed, it turned out that he had never dreamed of Zhong Tian.
[Pooh: Master, don't be disappointed, in fact, you have dreamed of the boy named Zhong Tian 79 times, there are you watching the apricot blossoms practicing together by the artificial lake, there are also you eating steamed buns together, and you go to the art university exam together. γ
Song Xing sighed, and sure enough, he still liked Zhong Tian in his heart.
In the next second, my face hurts!
[Pooh: But when you dreamed of your face, Mr. Chin 892 times, in the dream, you gave birth to a child, you were on a parent-child variety show, and you even chose a wedding dress in your dream, and the fishtail was ......]
[Song Xing: Ahhhh γ
[Pooh: ()......]
Song Xing's whole body shrunk in the quilt.
Nonsense, I can't be so active in my dreams!
[Pooh: Master, master, I can find you even if you hide under the bed!I don't think this is the time to be shy, you have something else to do!]
[Song Xing:?]
[Pooh: ()...... It's his birthday, don't you want to give a gift?]
[Song Xing: I am not familiar with the ...... of Chenguo]
[Pooh: Don't you have me? Wouldn't it be good to find a men's model in the network disk to place an order, Xiaoshi is now delivering super fast!]
[Song Xing: However, I don't want to prevaricate him with what has been designed, I want to give him, the best ......]
Looking at Shi Qin sleeping like an orange cat, Song Xing's heart warmed...... Every day with him, he protects himself, even if the outside world is ghostly, he doesn't let himself be hurt at all......
[Pooh: Master, if you are not sleepy, you can design now and then take a photo of the design, and then place an order through the network disk......]
When Shi Qin woke up from the dream, the window was just dark, and when his hand habitually touched the bed next to him, it was empty.
Suddenly, he sat up, and his heart fell to the ground when he saw a blanket-covered mass lying on the table on the chair next to the table.
got up and walked over, and saw Song Xing wrapped in a long brown blanket, holding a square box and falling asleep.
Shi Qin saw that the box was beautifully packaged, and it must have been a gift for himself, so he squinted and lifted the corner of the box to see what was going on, but Song Xing didn't sleep, so he woke up after touching it.
Shi Qin stood up in a second.
Song Xing rubbed his eyes: "Woke up so early?"
Shi Qin put on a straight face, put his hands behind his back and asked:
"Why don't you go to bed, what kind of thing is it, it's more comfortable than sleeping with me, then you can sleep on the stool in the future." β
Song Xing smirked:
"I came to draw a picture, and somehow I fell asleep. β
Shi Qin tapped on a stack of white paper on the table: "Where's the picture?"
Song Xing couldn't explain, and pushed the box in his hand to Shi Qin's side:
"To you, happy birthday. β
Shi Qinqiang held back the smile on his face:
"You said that you don't make any films, where did you get the money to buy gifts...... Damn, what's this?"
Song Xing picked up a pair of snow boots in the box:
"Cotton shoes, they are worn on snowy days. I used the local premium wool of Aocun, because considering how you step on the red carpet, I used beautiful Tuscan sheepskin and suede fur that is not easy to care for, but ......"
Shi Qin pointed to the huge pink plum-like fur on the orange snow boots and roared:
"You sewed a pair of cat paws on your shoes!"
A pair of pigeons fluttered away on the windowsill.
"Hurry up, the lion is furious, cooing..."
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