Song Cheng seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and impatiently raised his foot and kicked the table, shouting, "I haven't even eaten breakfast, what kind of attitude do you have?"

I was pondering, but when he stirred it up, I immediately came to my senses.

He stared at my bowl and said stiffly, "Bring me a bowl."

I was a little irritable in my heart, I didn't know what he was going to make trouble in the morning, I just wanted to blow him away immediately, and said embarrassedly: "Song Shao, this is just one bowl of porridge, if you are hungry, it is better to go out and eat some."

Song Cheng raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over my face.

I looked at him calmly, and after a few seconds, he stood up and pushed his chair back.

When I saw that he was leaving, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to get up to say a few polite words, but I didn't expect him to turn around and go into the kitchen.

More than ten seconds later, Song Cheng held a rice cooker in his left hand and a large long spoon in his right hand, and walked towards the dining table with his legs open.

The muscles on my face stiffened, and I saw him put the rice cooker on the table, opened the lid, and the aroma of preserved egg and lean porridge immediately came out of my nose.

Song Cheng patted the rice cooker and sneered: "This is just this bowl of porridge, it turns out that your bowl is so big, it seems that I have to have a bigger spoon, otherwise I won't be able to eat it."

I laughed dryly, and the lie was exposed to my face, and it was a little embarrassing anyway.

Song Cheng acted as if there was no such thing, and the old god sat down opposite me on the ground, scooped a spoonful of porridge with a big long spoon and handed it to his mouth.

I didn't expect this porridge to look bad, but it was actually very hot, and as soon as the iron spoon touched his mouth, he screamed "hiss", hurriedly retracted his hand, and writhed his two eyebrows like caterpillars.

I felt like laughing, I could barely hold back my laughter, and I hurriedly covered my mouth.

Song Cheng raised his fingers and rubbed the corners of his mouth, then ran to the kitchen, and honestly took the chopsticks and bowls out, just like he was the male owner of this house, and he didn't feel out of sight at all.

He probably didn't eat breakfast, and he drank three bowls of porridge in a row before stopping.

I didn't have a good appetite, and I drank a bowl of porridge very slowly, and when I saw him put down the dishes and chopsticks, I had to stop the spoon in my hand and wait for him to leave.

Song Cheng didn't have the slightest consciousness of this, and still sat across from me and watched me eat.

I was uncomfortable, and I didn't want to be sentimental again, so I asked in a low voice, "Song Shao, is there anything wrong with you?"

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at me, and then said, "Why did you drink so much wine last night?"

I was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "It's just to accompany a drink, working normally."

Song Cheng sneered: "What did I tell you before? Send you back, not to make you like everyone else, you"

"Song Shao," I calmly interrupted him, "Actually, you also know in your heart that I am no different from other young ladies. It's just because I was familiar with me before, so I have hope. Actually, I really don't have any ability, I just want to make some money now, and I really can't do it against Sister Chun. ”

Maybe because I had been alone with him for a while in the Song family before, he felt that I was a person I could trust, so he wanted me to gain a firm foothold in Shui Yunsong.

But I know how many pounds and taels I have, and besides, I don't want to get involved in the Song family's affairs again.

Last time, in order to catch Lu Ran, Song Cheng chose to fake his death without hesitation, and he didn't even mention it to me in advance.

In the days leading up to the funeral, it was like I was living in hell, and I wanted to die every day. Just the thought of him brings tears to my eyes.

I don't know if he will use such extraordinary measures in the future to achieve his goal.

All I know is that my heart can't stand this stimulation, and if I do it again, I might as well die now.

Instead of being excluded at that time and having uncomfortable sleepless all night, it is better to make it clear now.

I just want to live my little life, and I know that I can't climb high, so I simply don't wade into this troubled water.

"Shen Youyi, why are you always so disappointed, you don't have any morale at all." Song Cheng looked at me with hatred, and he could see that he was angry.

I pursed my lips and didn't speak, he should have understood.

Now my mind is all about finding my mother, and the rest is not so important.

Song Cheng glared at me angrily, and said again after a while: "I heard that you ran into Lin Zihan, and she is asking you for trouble?"

I was stunned for a moment, I didn't expect him to know about this, and shook my head silently: "I just drank two glasses of wine, and there is no trouble."

"Because of Yang Fan's business?" His eyes were cold, and he looked at me sternly.

I nodded, and I saw him snort and sneer, "It's really ghostly."

I frowned, wanting to refute, but I felt that why bother, everyone is dead, what is the more forceful.

Song Cheng is such a small-bellied person, he is a man, no matter how old or young, alive or dead, he likes to pull it out and ridicule it, if I really defend him, he will be even more rampant.

Unexpectedly, I was wrong for not speaking, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you speak?" Are you weak-hearted? ”

There was a moment of confusion on my face, what was my good heart?

"When you mention Yang Fan, you don't even dare to say anything, could it be that there is a ghost in your heart?" He picked up his chopsticks and tapped them on the edge of the empty bowl, his eyes fixed on my face without blinking.

I subconsciously wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, if I really choked with Song Cheng, he would be even more angry.

He simply said, "Yes, I have a ghost in my heart."

Song Cheng was obviously choked, and the chopsticks slammed on the mouth of the bowl, making a crisp sound of "clang", and the expression on his face instantly cooled.

I also looked back at him with a cold gaze, and after a while, I finally lost the battle and sighed: "Song Shao, you should go back to work."

Song Cheng sneered disdainfully: "Am I the boss, or are you the boss?"

My neck choked and I couldn't speak.

What's so great about you're the boss? What's going on with Lai refusing to leave at the employee's home?

I pretended he didn't exist, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and threw them into the kitchen sink.

Song Cheng didn't know what to do outside alone, I estimate that in a few minutes, no one will pay attention to him, and he should be able to leave consciously.

I had just filled the pool with water when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps coming towards me.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a dark shadow lunging towards me.

"Say, why are these clothes here?" Song Chengsen's cold voice exploded in his ears.

I hurriedly shook the water on my hand and pulled the clothes off my head, only to find out that it was Feng Ruobai's sportswear.

There is the set he brought back from Ruolan last time, and the one he lent me earlier, which was neatly placed in the wardrobe after being washed, thinking about returning it to Feng Ruobai one day.

"You're rummaging through my closet?" I held my clothes in my arms and glared at Song Cheng angrily.

Does he really think of this place as his home?

"I ask you, where did these two sets of clothes come from?" Song Cheng glared at me very angrily, raised his hand, and directly threw a pair of men's sneakers at my feet, pointing at the shoes and said angrily, "It seems that your guest is really not simple, it is shoes and clothes, you actually said that you don't know, Shen Youyi, are you blind to me?" ”

The sneakers smashed against my ankles, and there was a numb pain.

All the things that had been collected were turned out by him, and I was so angry that my fingers were trembling.

"Song Shao," I looked at him angrily, "this is my guest, isn't it normal for me to know him?" ”

He gritted his teeth hatefully: "I said that you will not be allowed to come out in the future!"

I snorted coldly, and the corners of my mouth hooked up a mocking arc: "You should tell Sister Chun about this sentence."

"Shen Youyi!" He was so angry that he looked like he was going to do something with me.

I straightened up and looked at him stiffly.

Song Cheng seemed to be on the verge of rage, and then he didn't know what to think, and suddenly laughed coldly, and his gloomy gaze swept over my face.

I chuckled in my heart, feeling that something was wrong.

Sure enough, he crossed his fingers, shook it in front of him, and suddenly said, "I remember that Ruolan burned this set of clothes, but she seemed to take my words as a deaf ear."

His face sank, and I knew something bad was going to happen.

Sure enough, when I heard him mention Ruolan's name, my heart beat a drum.

Song Cheng stopped talking nonsense with me, turned around and left, but I was scared into a cold sweat.

Ruolan has a good temper and a good person, and has helped me many times, and when I asked her for clothes, I promised her that nothing would happen to her.

What's even more unfortunate is that Ruolan is the person brought over by Sister Chun, if Song Cheng seizes this handle and takes the opportunity to find trouble with Ruolan, what kind of trick to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, then I will die of guilt in my heart.

"Song Shao, Song Shao" I didn't care about any face, so I hurriedly chased out.

Song Cheng walked very fast, and I chased him all the way to the staircase before grabbing his clothes.

"Song Shao, have something to say." I gasped for breath and tugged at his sleeve pitifully.

Song Cheng snorted lightly and said impatiently, "Let go."

I pursed my lips, momentarily embarrassed.

If I had known that I would be asking for him, I shouldn't have put on a face just now.

"Song Shao, if you have something to say, everything is easy to discuss."

"Discuss?" He glanced at me gently, "You're not incompetent, what's there to discuss?" ”

Saying that, I shook off my arm and was about to go downstairs, I was about to cry, so I hurriedly threw the clothes in my hand to the ground, hurriedly rushed over, and hugged his waist from behind.

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