[Nope.] 】

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Song Jin suddenly lowered his head to read the book, with a scholarly expression of "not hearing anything outside the window, and only focusing on sage books".

The maid came in with a supper, and couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Song Jin studying so seriously, and even the sound of her coming in didn't seem to have been heard.

On weekdays, the second miss hates to study, especially under the hard work of the eldest lady, the second miss becomes more and more inferior, she doesn't want to study more and more, and finally gives up on herself.

Now that the eldest lady is studying, and the second lady is also studying hard, it seems that the high school entrance examination is really urgent.

The maid smiled.

Although Song Yan is more pleasing to people, people can't help but favor the weak.

Although the second lady is also very beautiful, she looks thin and pitiful, as if she is about to fall when the wind blows, which will always make the servants feel pity and feel that she is too pitiful.

came back to his senses, but he asked Song Jin, who was bowing his head and drinking sugar water,

"Second Miss, I just went up, knocked on the door a few times, and didn't dare to disturb the young master when he didn't answer me, I originally thought that I would go up again, but after five minutes, it was time for the maid to rest, I can't stay in this villa longer, so can you trouble Second Miss, after half an hour, send this bowl of leftover supper to the young master?"

Song Jin: "......" really helps me, she is worried that she is tired of "studying".

After the maid left, she watched it with the system for another half an hour, and then sent the bowl of supper up to the third floor.

At this time, the villa was quiet, the servants had all left, and only the living room was still lit by a small light yellow lamp that was outdated, and the scattered light and shadow could barely illuminate the way to the corridor.

She went up to the third floor and knocked on the door.

The entire third floor is Song Sijue's private domain.

It stands to reason that after all, this is at home, who would divide their territory so clearly, and it is not a dormitory with others outside, but Song Sijue has had this subjective consciousness for a long time, and even deeply implemented it, on weekdays, except for cleaning, the servants dare not come up more.

It is said that a person's behavior depends on his conduct.

It seems that her brother, is indeed very assertive and a man of action, and just looking at the meticulous placement on the third floor, Song Sijue is afraid that he has a deep desire to control.

It didn't take long for the door to open.

As soon as the door was opened, the thick water vapor was mixed with the aroma of shower gel, and the young man was wearing a bathrobe, his dark hair was wet, and the tips of his hair were dripping with water, along his neck, and he was submerged into his firm and strong chest, and his slender fingers were still holding on to a glass of red wine.

The long figure stood by the door, looking at her condescendingly with slightly lowered eyes, did not speak, there were no headlights in the room, the light was the same as the corridor, it was dim, his handsome and indifferent face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see the emotions on his face clearly, but his eyes were substantial, and he was depressing.

The atmosphere was a little dead and awkward.

Song Jin didn't expect that he was taking a bath before, looking at the beautiful and delicious scene in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Mom is a man!

But when he came, there was no reason to retreat, he raised his face and looked at him with a smile, "Brother, I'll bring you supper." ”

Song Sijue's faint eyes glanced at the bowl of sugar water, and his delicate brows frowned slightly, unable to see what he was thinking.

"Come in." The voice is still low and faint, as if he has just smoked, and is slightly hoarse and low.