"Of course I know you didn't mean that, I wanted to give it to you."

To truly love someone is to want to give her all the good things you have.

A trace of emotion flashed in Song Chu's eyes, and then he smiled brightly and wanted to pat Song Yanheng's shoulder to praise him for his righteousness. Not enough. Tiptoeing finally photographed, Song Chu's smiling landlord's wife: "In the future, I will send you red envelopes every month." ”

Song Yanheng took Song Chuchu, who was making trouble on his shoulder, into his arms, lowered his head and kissed Song Chuchu's forehead, and smiled slyly: "Then I really thank you." He wouldn't tell Sù that the cards that Song Chu gave her at the beginning of the year were only the ones he had in his hand now, and there were more cards in his name than this one. Coax girls, especially those like Song Chu, how can they be coaxed if they don't have money?

At dinner, Song took his temperature again at the beginning of the year, and it was normal. Song Yanheng let out a long sigh: "It's finally good, I've been worried about me for the past few days, for fear that your condition will recur." ”

"It's just a fever, you're making too much of a fuss." That being said, Song Chuchu smiled happily, looking like "I like it very much if you care about me so much".

Song Yanheng smiled, got up and walked to the study: "I'll go pack my clothes." ”

This house at the beginning of the Song Dynasty was bought at the beginning of the year, considering the distance from Y, so the location is a little remote. And Song Yanheng's place of work is in the city center, and Song Yanheng spends two or three hours on the road every day these days, which is really a toss. Now that Song Chu is sick, Song Yanheng naturally wants to move back to his residence.

Song Chu walked to the door of the study at the beginning of the year, stood there and watched Song Yanheng pack up his clothes, feeling uncomfortable, and didn't say a word to help Song Yanheng.

Song Yanheng noticed the faint aura behind him, looked back, and just saw the dissatisfaction on Song Chuchu's face that he hadn't had time to take back, he was stunned and smiled.

After packing up his things, Song Yanheng walked unhurriedly to Song Chuchu's side with a box of things, and asked her with a smile: "Why, you don't want me to move away?" ”

Song Chu shook his head and said honestly: "You go, who will bring me tea and water and wash my clothes?" There was no one to talk to. ”

Song Chuchu was really honest, and even the loss was extraordinarily generous and calm, which made Song Yanheng unable to continue to tease her. Song Yanheng sighed and looked down at Song Chu, who was pouting slightly because of dissatisfaction.

This action is inevitably a little suspicious of being cute. It's just that this cute sale is very natural and touching.

Song Yanheng stretched out a hand and pinched Song Chu's soft chin, making her raise her head to meet her eyes. "Who said I was moving out?"

It was not easy for him to enter the house, so he was not so stupid to give up such a good opportunity.

Song Chuchu, who was tricked, hadn't reacted yet, and looked at Song Yanheng who was smiling in front of him with doubts in his eyes. "Didn't you ask me just now・・・・・・" Song Chuchu, who had a slow brain, realized that Song Yanheng deliberately did her. But she was still stunned and took the bait. "You're kidding me?"

Song Chuchu, who lost face, was so angry that he was going to kick Song Yanheng. Song Yanheng quickly brought Song Chu to the door, didn't give Song Chu a chance to scold him, and lowered his head and kissed Song Chu's moist and red lips.

Things came too suddenly, which was beyond Song Chu's expectations. This time, Song Chuchu really stayed there, and there was only the cold and soft touch on his lips in his blank consciousness, as for tonight, Song Chuchu, whose consciousness was out of his body, didn't know for a long time.

Song Yanheng supported Song Chu's head, lightly resisted Song Chu's teeth, and the invasion of the city and the siege of the village aggravated this kiss. The sunlight hit Song Chu's face and fell on her gently trembling eyelashes, and the two thick small fans were dyed golden, which made people's hearts itch.

Song Chu couldn't bear this increasingly intense kiss, so he pushed Song Yanheng away with his arm against his chest, and lowered his head to calm his heartbeat with an unsteady breath. Because of poor breathing, Song Chu's face was slightly red, and he was a little shy and soft under the bright sun, which made people want to hold it in his arms.

Song Yanheng reached out and gently stroked Song Chu's soft and cold hair, and his deep voice was a little indescribably sexy: "At the beginning of the year, let's discuss something, okay?" ”

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Wang Yanheng's spring-like eyes looked at Song Yanheng curiously, and the spring in it was thick and gentle. Song Yanheng's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down a few times, his eyes were deep, and his voice was deeper: "Will you let me sleep in the bedroom tonight?" ”

At this time, how could Song Chuchu not understand what Song Yanheng meant? A hint of cunning flashed in Song Chu's eyes, and he replied briskly: "Okay." ”

Ready to be rejected by righteous words, who would have thought that Song Chu would agree at the beginning of the year, and he promised so happily. Song Yanheng looked at Song Chu's close face suspiciously, and looked at this girl who must be playing tricks on herself.

Song Chuchu kept a serious face and said very sincerely: "I didn't lie to you. ”

Song Yanheng smiled ill-willedly, and asked ambiguously at Song Chuchu, who was forced to a corner: "At the beginning of the year, have you also thought about this day for a long time?" ”

"Fuck off," Song Chuchu pushed Song Yanheng away, but he smiled happily, "I'm just a relative." ”

Song Yanheng was puzzled for a few seconds, and understood what Song Chuchu meant by "relatives", and he hated it so much that he just wanted to press the cheerful Song Chu, who was laughing, to the ground immediately and rectify the Fa on the spot, and not let the girl get sè here. Song Yanheng regained his calmness, looked at Song Chuchu with a smile, and slammed his sentence lightly: "I didn't know you were so heavy-tasted, Song Chu." ”

Song Chuchu was also puzzled for a few seconds, and after he understood, he grabbed the thing in his hand and smashed it towards Song Yanheng: "Song Yanheng, are you disgusting?" ”

Song Yanheng picked up the stone sculpture on the ground with a smile on his face, walked to the bookshelf and put the stone sculpture back in its original place, then took Song Chuchu into his arms and stroked Song Chu's head, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Then let's come romantically in a few days." ”

Song Chuchu snorted coldly in his chest, but hugged Song Yanheng with both hands, and was quietly in Song Yanheng's arms. Song Yanheng was tall and almost enveloped Song Chu in his chest. Whenever she was hugged by Song Yanheng, Song Chu would feel that this embrace instantly expelled all the uneasiness in her heart. As long as he is in his arms, it is full of warmth.

After Song Chu recovered from his illness, he felt bored and began to go to school to pass the time again. Lying on the verandah after class, while drinking yogurt and enjoying the cherry blossoms, the assistant director, who had been working Miss Song, quietly appeared behind Song Chu and coughed heavily.

Song Chuchu was so frightened that his hands shook and knocked over half a box of yogurt on the table. The pure white and thick yogurt fell on the professor who was about to go upstairs to give her a lesson, and the old man's originally gray hair was completely dyed white.

P.S.: Happy New Year, everyone~