Chapter 1002: Song Shao's Lift
Xia Ningxin quickly stopped.
Turning around, he walked in surprise in front of Dongfang Dark.
"What's the matter?"
"At half past five this afternoon, on the highest floor of the Drunken Immortal Building in Tiandu, I have ordered someone to charter the highest floor of the Drunken Immortal Building in Tiandu, so that you and your friends can eat in an elegant and comfortable environment." Dongfang said lightly.
Xia Ningxin's eyes lit up.
Hurry up and take out your phone.
Dial Ye Qinqin's mobile phone number.
The phone is connected.
"Qinqin, it has been decided, at half past five this afternoon, on the highest floor of the Tiandu Drunken Immortal Building, please come." Xia Ningxin sincerely invited.
"Well, I know, we will meet at Drunken Immortal Building at half past five in the afternoon." In the mobile phone, Ye Qinqin's lazy voice came.
"Okay." Xia Ningxin heard Ye Qinqin agree.
Rejoice.
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Ye Qinqin heard the sound of an alarm clock on his mobile phone.
I couldn't help but sigh.
It's really self-inflicted, and you can't live.
I want to get a good night's sleep.
I was woken up by an alarm clock.
She slowly reached out, found her phone, turned off the alarm clock, and set it aside.
Continue to fall into bed and sleep.
"Qinqin, good, wake up."
Ye Qinqin wanted to continue sleeping, but in her ears, there was always a gentle voice, constantly calling for her to wake up.
Helpless, Ye Qinqin could only be sober.
"I'm so tired!" Ye Qinqin bit the quilt and tried to open his sleepy eyes.
After she came back with Song Yuyi.
I haven't seen each other for a long time.
Natural lovesickness is endless.
After a wonderful night together.
Song Yuyi still wakes up early as usual.
She continued to sleep in her bed.
I don't want to get up at all.
"Qinqin, get up and have breakfast!" Song Yuyi walked gently in front of Ye Qinqin.
He looked at Ye Qinqin, who was still tired and asleep.
The more you look at it, the more you love it.
He was misogynistic by nature, and he never looked at any woman except Song's mother before.
Serendipity.
Meeting Ye Qinqin made him feel like he had encountered the bright glow of the sky.
There is no disgust.
Only the joy of the heart.
Ye Qinqin said tiredly: "Brother Yi, I want to sleep." ”
When speaking.
The bright eyes are shining, shining.
Song Yuyi bowed his head.
The beautiful pupils stared at Ye Qinsha intently.
Full of strong indissolable tenderness and indulgence.
He stretched out his hand.
Gently pick up the jet-black hair that was scattered on the bed.
Put it on the thin and crimson curved perfect lip flap.
Tender lingering compassion.
"No, you must have breakfast in the morning, if you are tired." Song Yuyi attached to Ye Qinqin's ear and said softly: "I'll carry you down." ”
Ye Qinqin looked at Song Yuyi, who was refreshed in front of him.
Depressed.
"Brother Yi, you seem to be in good spirits." Ye Qinqin got up and threw herself into Song Yuyi's arms.
Song Yuyi stretched out his hand.
Gently caressing Ye Qinqin's smooth and slender hair.
smiled: "Qinqin, my spirit is very good, I know that you are tired, I will do what you want me to do, as long as my Qinqin can be happy." ”
"Then hold it high!" Ye Qinqin smiled.
Song Yuyi heard Ye Qinqin's words.
Smile and nod.
"Qinqin, then you are ready, I am going to lift high!" Song Yuyi is as tender as water.
Ye Qinqin nodded vigorously.
Looking forward to Song Yuyi's lifting.
Song Yuyi stretched out his hand and raised Ye Qinqin's arm.
With a very serious and pious attitude.
Holding Ye Qinqin and starting to lift high.
"Ha, ha-" Ye Qinqin stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Yuyi's hand tightly, and he was about to fly happily.
Song Yuyi listened to Ye Qinqin's laughter.
Graceful pampering smile.