By the time Fang Chenchu had rested and slept until he woke up naturally, it was already noon time for dinner.

He touched the back of his head, which was still slightly heavy, and sat up and shook his head before he sobered up a little.

He pushed the door open, and before he could look for the two men who were supposed to be in the room, he heard a slightly shrill scream, accompanied by the familiar laughter.

He pressed his temple a few times, took a deep breath, and walked to the bathroom to wash up before walking to the sound.

In the kitchen, I saw two figures busy, one of them with his hands raised and sitting in strange movements.

Through the frosted kitchen door, Fang Chenchu couldn't see anything clearly, and took two more steps before he really saw the situation inside.

I saw that Song Song's hands were full of slimy flour, some of which were sticky together, and some of them were dripping straight down, and the apron she was wearing was already full of flowers.

Fang Yahui was neatly controlling the kitchen knife in her hand, and there was a regular "click" sound on the cutting board, and after a while, a plate of sword beans had been processed just right.

The rest is leeks, she held the cleaned leeks in her hand, and just about to cut them, she saw Song Song's embarrassment, and hurriedly put down the things in her hand and went over to help.

"Auntie, this flour seems to have a mind of its own!" Song Song said with a serious face, as if she was not bragging, but talking about real problems.

Fang Yahui was stunned for a moment, thinking about it and not understanding what it meant.

Song Song explained, "It has its own thoughts, so it will never listen to me and become the situation it should be!" As she spoke, she shook the flour off her hand, and suddenly the situation became worse again, and her face was stained a little white.

“…… Xiao Song, I already look forward to my life in the future. It seems that the future life will depend on Fang Chenchu, Fang Yahui sighed, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this.

You must know that back then, when Fang Changhao chased her, he also cooked for her by himself, although it was unpalatable to death, but their family didn't like that gentleman's set of kitchen from afar.

Song Song didn't hear what Fang Yahui was saying, she just wiped her face, but she forgot that there was flour on her hands, causing the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it, the situation plummeted, and seeing that it was about to get out of control, Fang Yahui quickly grabbed her hand, pressed her to the edge of the pool, and wiped it for her.

Song Song smiled embarrassedly, so embarrassed and embarrassed......

Finally controlled the bad situation, as soon as the two turned around, they saw Fang Chenchu leaning against the door, and at the same time they were startled, their hands shook, Song Song's sleeves poked into the pool at once, and suddenly half of his sleeves were wet, and they were dripping with water without twisting it.

"Oops, sleeves!" Song Song was shaken by Bing's whole person, and he struggled to take out his hand and shake it off.

But if it is taken out, it will not be able to shake off the water, and then it will have to be mopped again.

Fang Yahui pressed Song Song's hand again, put it on the edge of the pool, and twisted it several times before asking Fang Chenchu to take her to change clothes.

Song Song saw that he was always making trouble here, so he followed with a weak heart, and the rest of the work was handed over to Fang Yahui, anyway, she was in charge of eating.

She is still wearing her clothes from yesterday, but the inside is a different set, which was also sent by Song Guangyang in the morning.

Now she doesn't have any clothes to change into.

Song Song looked at Fang Chenchu flatteringly, and just as his fingers were about to poke his arm, he was frozen by Fang Chenchu's eyes.

Well, it's not good for her to sit honestly, why do you keep looking at her like this......

"I didn't mean to......"

When Fang Chenchu heard her words, he couldn't help but laugh out loud and looked at her again, the look in his eyes was obviously not obvious ridicule.

Song Song stared at him embarrassedly and calmly, "Why are you laughing at me, I'm ...... That's scared by you, who made you stand there all of a sudden! ”

"So it's my fault?"

Song Song was very satisfied with his words, "Yes, I don't blame you for whom, it's good that you know, I won't let you apologize, after all, I'm such a sensible cutie!" ”

Little cutie......

The corners of Fang Chenchu's mouth twitched, goosebumps were aroused by this sudden cuteness, look at her half-wet sleeves, and then look at the side of her face that has not been wiped clean and the dough is still sticking to it.

"You little cutie is a bit like a flower-faced cat, or a flower-faced cat who loves to play with water!" He reached out and wiped the flour off for her, and set it in front of her eyes to show her twice.

Song Song saw the white color, and quickly wiped his face, but he didn't touch anything, it is estimated that his face is clean now, so he simply didn't admit it, that is, he didn't admit that it was on her face, not that it was on Fang Chenchu's hand.

No way, Fang Chenchu could only follow her words.

He returned to the living room when Song Song was undressing, took the "little sun" to the bedroom and plugged it in, and roasted it with the hand facing her, as if he would not admit defeat if he did not bake the fragrance.

Song Song looked at the reddish circle of light, then at his white wrist, and looked at him innocently, "This is my real hand, do you really want to roast it like this?" ”

"I was exposed to such cold water just now, and I roasted it well, which is good for your wrist, you know?"

There seems to be some truth in what he said, but Song Song wants to say that he is not so delicate.

But girls like to be like a little princess in the eyes of their boyfriends, so she can endure it.

It's almost time to eat, Song Song nested in the quilt, secretly hid that hand in the quilt, it was really too hot to be roasted, this delicate little princess is really not a normal person.

Fang Chenchu saw it, and didn't say anything, the roasting time was almost over, and it was hot enough, so she could hide if she wanted to.

He handed over the pullover sweatshirt that he had picked up just now, and asked Song Song to wear this in a while, and of course the outer coat was also worn by him.

Song Song smiled sweetly, like a cat that had stolen a fishy one, hooked his little finger, pulled Fang Chenchu's neck closer, and imprinted a kiss on his face, and then he was about to directly lift the quilt to change clothes and play hooligan.

But it seems that this is not quite what she imagined?

Song Song looked at Fang Chenchu, who looked at her and looked at her directly, looked at her with a fine face, and asked in a daze, "Why don't you hide?" ”

Fang Chenchu shrugged, as if he didn't care at all, "Why are you hiding?" ”

Song Song couldn't react when he was bluffed by his upright appearance, so he could only keep his original thoughts and asked weakly, "...... Mm, because I'm getting dressed? ”

Fang Chenchu nodded, as if he was listening, but he didn't move, "You're wearing my clothes, right?" ”

Song Song nodded, yes, didn't you still hand me this dress yourself?

"Then you're at my house, right?"

Song Song nodded again.

"Then you're my girlfriend, right?"

Song Song nodded again.

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