"Kiss the mouth."

Song Ziyan sat cross-legged and supported his chin with his hands: "I'll tell you quietly, don't tell Pei Xi, otherwise I'll be finished." ”

"Did you really kiss it?"

Luo Yue shook Song Ziyan's hand excitedly: "Sister, you're too good!" ”

Luo Yue covered the corners of her mouth with both hands that she couldn't suppress: "Hahaha, has my CP become it?" ”

Song Ziyan picked his head: "What CP is knocking?" ”

"Hee-hee-hee."

Luo Yue covered her mouth and smiled happily: "Sister, if you don't kiss, just make a phone porridge!" I won't listen. ”

Song Ziyan nodded, and was about to touch his mobile phone to make a call, but before he could dial out, he was stopped by Luo Yue.

"No, no, no."

Luo Yue knocked on her head: "Still Sister and Sister Yaxi don't know, there is a sound on the phone, you still send a message." ”

Luo Yue nodded, affirming her thoughts: "Yes, yes, yes, send a message, send a message." ”

Song Ziyan opened WeChat again and was stunned: "What's the good thing to post?" ”

"I didn't kiss him today, and he couldn't have come to kiss me."

Luo Yue supported her forehead, too helpless.

"You just ask about daily life or something, it's more natural and kind, and you can close the distance."

Song Ziyan nodded, opened WeChat and began to edit the message.

Song Ziyan: [Momo, have you had dinner? 】

When the news was sent, Song Ziyan withdrew.

It's so late, how can you not eat yet?

Song Ziyan pondered for a while and re-edited: [Momo, have you eaten supper? 】

As soon as it was sent out, Song Ziyan withdrew again.

Momo didn't have the habit of eating supper.

Come to think of it, Song. Straight Daughter of Steel. Ziyan finally sent one: [Momo, are you there? 】

Luo Yue looked at the news sent by Song Ziyan, and the beautiful girl was speechless.

Back and forth a few times, I sent a "Are you there", it's really too straight.

Song Ziyan found that he was getting more and more entangled in sending messages to Qi Moyue, and he had to consider every sentence.

She didn't think about anything, though, but she noticed that her mind had changed.

Although, she didn't understand much why, but if it changes, it changes, so let it be.

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Song Ziyan waited all night and didn't wait for news.

The next morning, as soon as I was woken up by Luo Yue, I looked at my phone and didn't reply to the message.

Song Ziyan hurriedly sent a voice message to Qi Moyue and went to practice.

With a seven-day break during the New Year's holiday, Song Ziyan felt like his body had rested for seven years, and when his body was developed, it was called a hard work.

Song Ziyan, who was tired of becoming a dog at noon, still insisted on glancing at his mobile phone, but there was still no news.

Song Ziyan sent another message to Qi Moyue: [Momo, why don't you ignore me! 】

Qi Moyue, who received the news, calmly ignored it.

This little rascal, every time he flirts with him, he is ignorant and doesn't know it, he wants her to feel the difference.

He is different from others.

At night, Song Ziyan's mobile phone rang dripping, and Song Ziyan hurriedly took it to see if it was Pei Xi.

Alas.

How a little lost.

Luo Yue replied to Pei Xi's news in the group, but Song Ziyan was on the sidelines.

In the fairy exchange group.

Renmei Xinshan Xizi: [@天使下凡月月子, @神仙颜值烟烟子, how are you two today? 】

Angel descends to the moon and the moon: [I'm fine, it's just that my sister is a little absent-minded. 】

Angel descends to the moon and the moon: [Sister Xixi, are you still used to staying in Beicheng? 】

Pei Xi replied that it was okay, and began to gossip with Luo Yue about Song Ziyan.

People are beautiful and kind to Xizi: [Why is Song Ziyan autistic? Shouldn't she be the one who dances the most! 】

Angel goes down to the moon and the moon: [Hahaha, my sister felt a sense of disparity today. 】

Renmei Xinshan Xizi: [Sister Yueyue, please tell me carefully. 】

……

Song Ziyan didn't know that the mobile phone that was muted had actually exploded, and he was waiting bitterly for Qi Moyue to reply to the news.

Song Ziyan also called Qi Moyue, but Qi Moyue didn't answer.

She did the math herself, Qi Moyue shouldn't have happened any major incidents, but why didn't you answer the phone or reply to the message?

A little anxious, and a little angry!

But to be honest, she was not in a hurry when Gu Beigu and her exchanged arms for a few months before, and sure enough, she changed.

The macho man turned out to be a little more worried.

Damn it!

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In the next few days, Song Ziyan was absent-minded, like a puppet, only the body jumped, not the soul.

On the weekend, Song Ziyan and Luo Yue returned to the apartment that Pei Xi bought.

I haven't seen him for a week, and Pei Xi, who has strong combat effectiveness, has changed the apartment so that Song Ziyan thinks that he has returned to the wrong home.

"Isn't that wrong?"

Song Ziyan stood in the living room in a daze with his suitcase.

Song Ziyan looked around and couldn't help but look at Pei Xi: "How did you get all the bells and whistles?" ”

"What bells and whistles?"

Pei Xi pursed his mouth: "Does this call me this unique aesthetic?" Don't you think hardcover rooms don't have the smell of home? ”

Pei Xi spread his hands, turned around and motioned to Song Ziyan and Luo Yue to look at the fruits of her labor: "Look at how warm it is after I get it." ”

Luo Yue nodded: "Well, Sister Xixi is very warm." ”

"Sister, you're just too straight."

Luo Yue couldn't help but look at Song Ziyan and complained: "Sister, your clothes, except for the sweatshirt is sportswear, the color of the clothes is mainly black, white and gray, and those girly clothes are all given to you by Sister Tong Tong......"

Song Ziyan went up and covered Luo Yue's mouth: "You stop!" I think I'm living a good life like this! ”

Pei Xi was speechless: "You are sloppy in life!" ”

Song Ziyan pulled his suitcase and walked to his room: "Didn't you move my room?" ”

"It's moving!"

Pei Xi said angrily.

Song Ziyan hurriedly went to see her room, she was really afraid that her room would become like a living room, which did not fit her image!

"Wow!"

Song Ziyan, who pushed open the door of the room, looked around, and then a shadow came out of the room, hugged Pei Xi and kissed him.

Song Ziyan hugged Pei Xi and kissed the other side of his face: "Fortunately, you understand me!" ”

Pei Xi pulled Song Ziyan away in disgust, and pulled Luo Yue back to the room: "Yueyue see if you like your room?" ”

"I like it!"

Luo Yue's eyes lit up as she looked at the room she had redecorated by Pei Xi.

"Sister Xixi, how do you know that I like light green, I like this style so much!"

Luo Yue's room is fresh and sweet, especially in line with Luo Yue's temperament, and the small accessories make the whole more lively, sweet but smart.

Song Ziyan's room is mainly lilac and light blue, with bed sheets, quilt covers, and curtains full of Doraemon that Song Ziyan liked when he was a child.

"Although the living room has not been changed very well, the bedroom is quite to my liking."

Song Ziyan commented arrogantly, she was the one who was pulled away just now, and she still wanted to play a face-saving act: "But do you remember that I like Doraemon, and I still love me very much!" ”

"Just keep stinky fart, you dramatist!"

Pei Xi doesn't eat Song Ziyan, his girlfriends love each other when they should fall in love, and they must not show mercy when they should kill each other!