Shen Qingjia didn't want to come out at all, didn't want to face Song Fusheng, and didn't want to face Zhuang Zhou.

I wish this day would pass soon.

"It's fine. We don't laugh at you. You can come out. Song Fusheng forced a smile and said in a calm tone.

"Really? You can't laugh. Not today, not tomorrow or later. Shen Qingjia said.

"Hmm. I promise. ”

"Me too."

Shen Qingjia took off the pillow in disbelief.

It's just that she took it away, and Song Fusheng broke his promise.

"Haha! Shen Qingjia, you're really too coke. ”

"Song Fusheng, you liar!" Shen Qingjia didn't bury her face this time, she directly smashed the pillow at Song Fusheng opposite.

Song Fusheng caught the ill-intentioned pillow with one hand.

"Okay, stop laughing at you, really. Zhuang Zhou, what game did you just say you want to play? Song Fusheng didn't want to really upset Shen Qingjia, he put away his emotions in time and returned to the topic.

……

Zhuang Zhou did not respond.

“？？？” Song Fusheng and Shen Qingjia both looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"I'm sorry. I still want to laugh a little. I'm sorry, but I have no ill will. It's just that Shen Qingjia, you really looked like a primary school student just now. Haha~"Zhuang Zhou is also a person with a high laugh on weekdays, but today it seems to have broken through."

"You're a liar too!" Shen Qingjia mercilessly threw a pillow at Zhuang Zhou.

But this pillow - that's right, it was handed over by Song Fusheng......

"Alright, alright. No more trouble. I was wrong, wrong. To get back to the point, I mean being idle anyway, why don't you play idiom solitaire? Zhuang Zhou finally calmed down his violent mood.

"I'm fine."

"That's fine."

"Everyone has three seconds to think. Those who can't catch it must share one of the most impressive things in their lives. What do you think? As Zhuang Zhou spoke, the timer was taken out.

"I'm definitely not going to lose." Shen Qingjia is full of confidence.

"Let's get started." Zhuang Zhou said.

Just as the game was about to start, the doorbell rang.

"It's coming!" Shen Qingjia is more active than anyone else. She immediately rushed to open the door.

Song Fusheng and Zhuang Zhou looked at each other. Shen Qingjia would only show such a moving side when he was looking at the flowers. Even though they don't know much about the friendship of adolescent girls, the two of them know the status of Hua Bijin in Shen Qingjia's heart.

"You're here!" Shen Qingjia smiled so happily.

"Hmm. Qingjia, I'm here. What about Song Fusheng? Hua Bijin asked.

"It's inside. Yes? Who is this? Only then did Shen Qingjia notice that there was a girl standing behind Hua Nijin. Her hair was the same as herself, her bangs were black and straight, and her hair was meticulously draped over her shoulders, like a waterfall, perhaps because of the hairspray, which looked a little rigid. The contrast between her black hair and her red color is striking at the eye. The red suit shows off the slim waist, convex and backward. Although she was indifferent to this dress, Shen Qingjia still felt that her red top was very designed. The shoulders are organza texture, the large part of the chest is a thick chiffon embossed pleated design, and the sleeves of the dress are bell sleeve design, silk fabric, which is very textured. She wore a red lace skirt with a lace skirt that reminded Shen Qingjia of the single budding roses sold on Valentine's Day Street. The red heels on her feet are very queenly. This mature and charming girl should be older than her and Hua Nijin. Before Hua Yijin introduced her, Shen Qingjia had already guessed her identity.

"Let me introduce you, this is my sister. My sister. Hua Bijin said. The expression on her face was indescribable.

And so it was.

"Hello. I'm Huayan. Hua Yan said to Shen Qingjia with a smile.

She quickly glanced at Shen Qingjia and didn't find anything worth along, except that this face was quite exquisite.