Sweetheart was so frightened that she was terrified, which was even more terrifying than the second uncle standing at the door!

I'm not dreaming, is I? Why is this guy here at this time?

Situ Qinglang was funny in his heart, this girl really didn't let herself down, the expression on her little face went from stupid to wanting to cry to wanting to laugh, which was wonderful.

He looked her up and down, and saw that she was carrying a spatula, wearing a cute bear apron, and wearing yellow duck slippers.

"You...... You...... You ......" Sweetheart is not well organized in language, and stammered three "you" words.

Situ Qinglang couldn't help but smile and said seriously: "Well, it's me." ”

"You...... Be...... How did it come about?" Sweetheart looked at him like an alien!

"Coming through time. Situ Qinglang replied very cooperatively.

Sweetheart was petrified at the door, unable to move a step, a little happy in his heart, and a little nervous.

It's over, Situ Qinglang is actually here! Her house is a mess, and she hasn't cleaned it up properly, and she hasn't made tea, let alone tea snacks!

But why is he here?

Does he want to...... See yourself?

Her thoughts flew and she refused to let him in, Situ Qinglang was helpless, and asked, "How long are you going to let me stand here?"

"Oh, are you coming in?" Sweetheart woke up from a dream!

"No, I'm just passing by so I'm going to take a look. Situ Qinglang gestured to say goodbye.

"Oh......" Sweetheart was instantly disappointed, it turned out that he didn't come to see him, and he didn't even enter the door......

She wilted again like a frosted eggplant, and her little face, which was still bright just now, became a bun in the blink of an eye.

Situ Qinglang almost didn't laugh out loud, and his conscience found: "What about teasing you, do you need to change your slippers when you enter the door?"

"Oh, no, you can just step in!Welcome!" Sweetheart quickly stepped out of the way.

Situ Qinglang entered the door, first looked around the house, this house should have been built in the eighties, although it is a two-bedroom and a living room, but the total construction area is probably less than 60 square meters, small and crowded.

The house has not been renovated, some of the white paint has peeled off, the furniture is retro and simple, and the TV is not much more advanced than the black and white one.

He frowned, and the sweetheart next to him immediately became uneasy - he hated living in such a shabby place?

The smell of food wafted from the kitchen, Situ Qinglang came back to his senses, glanced at the sofa behind him that could barely be called a sofa, and pointed and asked, "Can you sit?"

"Yes!" the sweetheart chick nodded as if pecking rice.

Situ Qinglang sat down, really worried that the sofa would break off, and sure enough, the sofa made a heavy "squeak" sound.

"You ......" Sweetheart's expression was entangled, and she said honestly, "Are you too heavy?" ”

Situ Qinglang's mood was very complicated at this moment, this girl actually disliked his special forces figure was too heavy.

Sweetheart brought out the stool in his room for him, and Situ Qinglang finally felt a little more comfortable.

She stood aside and rubbed her hands, hesitated and didn't know what to say, and held back for a long time to say a cliché greeting home: "Have you eaten?"

Situ Qinglang didn't have much appetite, but the smell of the kitchen made him a little appetizing, and he raised his eyebrows: "You want to invite me to dinner?"

"Of course, if you don't dislike it!" Sweetheart was so happy that she immediately moved the small table and propped it up in front of the sofa.

Situ Qinglang frowned when he saw it, his turtle-haired heart couldn't imagine how to live in such a place, not even a coffee table and a dinner table! .

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