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Song Nanqi was slightly stunned, then he raised his eyebrows, leaned forward a little, and smiled lowly: "Sister doesn't know?" ”

His tone was ambiguous, the end was extremely long, and he smiled a little nonchalantly: "My sister was so close to me yesterday—"

Song Nanqi's eyelashes lifted slightly: "Young and vigorous." ”

He sighed softly: "How could I not be impulsive? ”

Shen Jiu pursed his lips and looked at Song Nanqi silently for a while, then suddenly took a step back and raised his hand to close the door.

Song Nanqi looked at the door that was thrown shut, was slightly stunned, and then bent his eyebrows slightly.

He looked at the door panel in front of him for a moment, then raised his hand, stroked his lips lightly, and then lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

Song Nanqi rubbed his hair, walked slowly to the bed, and then looked down at the trash can next to the bed.

He licked his lips slightly, and then his eyelashes were slightly lowered, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, with a little pink, with a little indescribable lust.

Song Nanqi kicked open the trash can, lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt and wanted to continue sleeping, half his eyes were closed, and he remembered the scene when he opened the door.

He squinted and lay down for a moment, then resigned himself to his fate, sighed, got up and went into the bathroom.

It was already morning, and he had a dream about the man all night, and when he opened the door and saw the person in the dream, the man was still unconscious, and asked such questions in that tone.

Song Nanqi lowered his eyelashes, turned on the shower, and adjusted the temperature to the cold water.

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When Song Nanqi came down, Shen Jiu was eating breakfast.

The club has a dedicated chef, but breakfast is generally not provided, after all, there is no one in the whole club who can get up.

Breakfast is Shen Jiuding's takeaway, a very famous porridge shop, which is exquisite and small early.

Shen Jiuzheng was drinking porridge while looking at the latest game news, and Leng Buding saw a hand reach over and take away a small longbao in front of her.

She was stunned for a moment, holding the spoon, and subconsciously raised her head.

But Shen Jiu only raised his eyebrows, and saw a shadow cast over, Song Nanqi bent over, opened his mouth and bit her spoon, and swallowed a spoonful of porridge that had just been warmed.

Song Nanqi turned his head and said, "It's quite sweet." ”

Shen Jiu put the spoon into the porridge bowl: "This is preserved egg and lean porridge." ”

She pushed the bowl in front of Song Nanqi: "Salty." ”

Song Nanqi pulled out the chair on the side, sat down next to Shen Jiu, supported his chin with his hand, and smiled at her: "But my sister is sweet." ”

Shen Jiu stared at him: "Song Nanqi." ”

She threatened him: "If you talk nonsense, I'm going to transfer you to the bench." ”

Song Nanqi laughed innocently, fearless: "But my sister has no one else." ”

He lowered his head and scooped a spoonful of porridge, handed it to Shen Jiu, and smiled at her arrogantly: "My sister is only me." ”

Shen Jiu: "......"

Why does this kid say everything like flirting?

She pushed away the bowl and spoon handed over by Song Nanqi: "Why don't you sleep?" ”

Song Nanqi lowered his head and showed Shen Jiu his still somewhat wet hair: "No way." ”

He sighed, "Who told your sister to come?" ”

The young man's hair was slightly wet, and he looked like he had just taken a shower, Shen Jiu thought about it, and touched Song Nanqi's finger again.

The fingers are also cold.

Shen Jiu was silent, and then said, "I think you are too angry." ”

She pushed away the bowl and stood up: "Let's eat bitter melon at noon." ”