Song Shijing really wanted to use a kiss to announce her true identity, and Mu Qian closed her eyes very cooperatively. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Man, he doesn't suffer, Xiao Song is still beautiful to the level where he definitely makes a lot of money.

It's a pity that the speed of getting closer to each other is really slow.

Slow, Ren Ying next to her finally couldn't stand it anymore, she walked to the sofa like a walk, and picked up a notebook......

It's not a violent pull, after all, although she and Song Shijing are competitors, they can't directly attack each other. Instead, he stuffed the notebook just right in the middle of Song Shijing and Mu Qian.

Song Shijing closed her eyes tightly, because she was a little nervous, and leaned over very slowly.

Although Mu Qian didn't feel much nervousness, he also closed his eyes and waited there all the time......

That's four or five seconds.

And when he opened his eyes, he found that there was an extra notebook in front of him, and Song Shijing's lips were printed on the paper.

After kissing the paper, Song Shijing moved her upper body back, and the notebook was immediately pulled back.

Ren Ying stood aside with her hands behind her back and snorted softly.

Song Shijing opened her eyes in a daze, blushing and trying to find a crack in the ground, but she ...... She has to bang for it!

"Your face is so dry," she said deliberately, "you should moisturize more, dear, love!"

Ren Ying next to her sneered, Song Shijing didn't doubt him, she just snorted.

Mu Qian also didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him, so he could only let Song Shijing get off his lap first, and then sit down, something very embarrassing would happen!

Ren Ying didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't say much, so she sat down directly towards Mu Qian's lap.

Is this better than?

Mu Qian gently pushed her without a trace, and let Ren Ying sit on his right hand.

In this way, one on the left and one on the right, the two girls sat beside Mu Qian. I don't know why, the three of them are obviously on the thin side, sitting on the biggest sofa in the house, Mu Qian actually feels a little crowded......

Each of them kept holding their arms and turning their heads, and their expressions were somewhat synchronized.

Although different beauties will have different charms when they interpret the same expression, Song Shijing's little jasper encountered Ren Ying's self-improvement and ability, which is really difficult to choose......

When he met two such beautiful girls who liked him at the same time, Mu Qian suddenly felt that there was not much distance left between him and 'Xianchong'.

It must not be carried out in the way those romance comics unfold!

He is not a cowardly boy! A strong arm is the most solid harbor for the future princess!

Or just open your arms and hug your left and right, and go straight to the peak of life!

Just kidding, kidding......

Not to mention whether the two girls agreed or not, Mu Qian couldn't easily affect his normal plan to be a new person because he was afraid of trouble.

Then you can only choose one first, and then reject one.

First of all, he glanced at Song Shijing, after a few contacts and intimate contacts, he still had a lot of ideas.

It's a pity she's a demon slayer.

Look at Ren Ying again, she is too active and aggressive, and she is not his ideal type.

It's so tangled, should I choose a girl who may turn against each other in the future, or choose a girl with a somewhat strong personality?

Hmm, why do you have to choose between the two of them? There shouldn't be a little elf's option...... Ahem, falling in love is falling in love, you can't sin and violate morality!

The atmosphere in the room was a little condensed, and Mu Qian, who had experienced this kind of battle for the first time, was a little ...... Square.

Ren Ying decided to take the route of saving the country by curve: "Mumu, I'll go and make you something to eat, are you hungry?"

"I'll make you something to eat too," Song Shijing said with a chuckle.

"No......" Before Mu Qian finished speaking, the word 'use' was still stuck in his mouth, and the two girls had magically appeared in the kitchen.

Song Shijing pulled out the kitchen knife, and Ren Ying picked up the shovel.

In order to avoid a bloody scene, Mu Qian liberated his eight-layer power, ready to separate the two girls from a dimensional plane at any time......

Luckily, they just looked at each other and snorted, and the first wave of the competition began—cooking.

'Whew, it's good that there's no fight,' Mu Qian slumped on the sofa, and at this moment there was nothing else to ask for.

Turn on the TV, casually watching the news with little content, there is the sound of dangdangdang chopping vegetables, if it is just one person in the kitchen, how warm this picture should be......

Ping!

"Huh?" Mu Qian turned his head violently, the two girls were still concentrating on cooking, each more virtuous than the other.

Did you hear the sound of the sword intersecting just now?

Mu Qian scratched his head and continued to watch the news.

How do you explain to your mother that the food at home is reduced in storage? Just say that you are hungry in the afternoon, and you can do it, which is quite easy to make excuses.

It's better not to, before I can send the two of them away, my parents will come back......

Generally speaking, this 'best' situation usually happens.

A few minutes later, the two girls walked side by side, both of them cooking quickly.

Both of them carried a tray with a stainless steel lid in it, and sat left and right beside Mu Qian.

Ren Ying said softly: "Time is too fast, so I can only make some simple ones, this is seafood vegetarian soup, which is very nutritious." ”

When the iron lid is opened, the aroma of the vegetables comes to the face, and the thick soup that has been boiled in a short time is exuding an attractive aroma.

Song Shijing was quite calm at this time, which made Mu Qian have strong expectations for her works.

"I'm seafood too!"

"Oh?" Mu Qian suddenly drooled.

Song Shijing opened the lid, the steam was swirling, and a bowl of noodles was placed there.

Song Shijing: "Seafood flavor boiled instant noodles!

Mu Qian almost picked up the iron cover and slapped it at her face, which was nothing but beauty......

"Indeed!" Mu Qian commented with a smile, "If it's better to eat some pasta than to satisfy hunger......

Song Shijing suddenly smiled like a spring breeze and sent a provocative signal to Ren Ying...... Ren Ying rolled her eyes, how could she not feel what Mu Qian meant!

But then again, is it really okay for the Demon King to have such a clear conscience...... Usually there will be retribution......

The retribution is coming soon!

Just as Mu Qian was pushing the thick soup and was about to serve the instant noodles to eat, the familiar sound of a car horn suddenly came from outside.

Daddy's car!

"Brother, I'll be back!"

Little Spirit!

Mu Qian threw the chopsticks away, grabbed a wrist with one hand, and directly pulled the two girls up, and dragged them upstairs without saying anything.

Song Shijing stumbled: "What's wrong?"

Ren Ying hurriedly said, "It's okay to see your uncle and sister?"

You're all right! What should I do, brother! Xiaoling, she must be crazy!

Mu Qian was speechless for a while, pulled the two of them and rushed into the room, pointing to the window.

Song Shijing rolled up her sleeves and jumped out directly when she was ready for Ka Xiaoling to enter the house, this kind of thing was not done once or twice. But Ren Ying blinked, looking overwhelmed.

She's just an ordinary person.

"I don't care," Song Shijing said with the corners of her mouth puffed out, "If she doesn't go out, I'll stay here too." Hum. ”

Mu Qian was speechless for a while.

Knock knock!

The footsteps of Xiaoling climbing the stairs......

The first thing she must have done when she came back was to come to herself!

Mu Qian's gaze slid rapidly from the bottom of the bed, the bottom of the table, the bookcase, and the ceiling, looking at the white paper on the desk, a small lightning bolt crossed his mind......

It's called a flash of inspiration.

……

Is my brother's door open?

Xiao Ling ran in happily, didn't take off the schoolbag, knelt directly on one knee, arched his hands above his head, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "My sister is late for escort, and I hope that my brother will atone for his sins!" looked up, "Ah?"

This is...... What's going on?

The two girls sat at their desks, the lamps on which lit up the textbooks in front of them.

Mu Qian, who was sitting on the bed and reading a textbook with relish, pushed the glasses he didn't know where to touch, and said with a smile: "Xiaoling is back?"

Burst!

Xiao Ling's face turned red and he quickly stood up. "You guys?" hung two small floating golden question marks on the little head.

"We're learning. Mu Qian said very calmly, and the two girls with glasses sitting at the desk nodded synchronously.

Song Shijing and Ren Ying: "Mmmm! Study!"

They each turned their heads and glared at each other, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air...... (To be continued.) )