Chapter 449: Who Said You Were Not a Child? (Two chapters in one)

Hearing her ask, Lu Qingchen glanced at her sideways.

Put down the bowl in your hand.

"I didn't like it before."

Before???

Song Xingran twisted his eyebrows and asked puzzledly: "But I bought you wontons before, and I asked you if you like it, ...... you?"

"That's what I started to love from that time."

The man interrupted her in a deep voice.

Song Xingran suddenly felt that his heart was hot, and the deer in his heart was pounding.

It turned out that he didn't like to eat ravioli before.

Is it because of her that I like it?

Song Xingran suddenly turned sideways and kissed the man's cheek.

After kissing, he ran upstairs.

Lu Qingchen followed behind her, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, handsome and beautiful.

Ling Xiao, who was not far away, saw this scene, and her eyes flashed.

Since when did the gentleman laugh more and more, and he became more and more cannibalistic.

Live in the sun like a normal person.

What kind of magic does that Song Xingran have? It can be done like this.

Thinking of the drink that Song Xingran gave her before, Ling Xiao gritted her teeth.

She knew very well why Song Xingran did that.

is undoubtedly telling herself that she is the mistress of this home.

She shouldn't have done anything against her.

Ling Xiao clenched her fists, and after a moment, her fists were released again.

As long as Song Xingran is right to Mr., she can not pursue the past.

Sir is a god-like being in her heart, and no one can hurt him.

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Song Xingran returned to the room and finished washing, it was already twelve o'clock.

Because she didn't have a job tomorrow, she indulged a lot.

Hold your phone and swipe Weibo.

The apology Weibo posted by Wei Ling overnight has become the number one hot search.

Of course, there will be many so-called "righteous people" keyboard warriors who scold her, and those who scolded Fang Yuanyuan before scolded Wei Ling in turn.

That's networking.

Cyber keyboard warriors are everywhere, thinking that they have justice in their hands, but in fact, sometimes they are stupider than anyone else.

Song Xingran flipped through the hot search list and saw a topic.

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This topic seems to be very interesting.

Song Xingran clicked in and took a look, and many of the comments area were scolding scumbags.

Of course, there is no shortage of funny jokes.

Lu Qingchen came out of the shower and saw Song Xingran concentrating on Weibo, without even looking at him.

There was something wrong with him in his heart.

One grabbed her phone.

"You give it back to me, I haven't finished reading those hot reviews yet."

Song Xingran stood up from the bed, and instantly became much taller than Lu Qingchen.

Pounce on it to grab your phone.

Lu Qingchen squeezed her mobile phone tightly in her hand and said with a straight face: "What time is it?" โ€

"Twelve."

Song Xingran replied angrily.

It's a bit too much to grab her phone without saying a word.

โ•ญ(โ•ฏ^โ•ฐ)โ•ฎ

Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows: "Then why don't you sleep yet?" โ€

Song Xingran stretched out his hand and snatched it again, to no avail.

She sat on the bed with her butt puffed out and said, "Lu Qingchen, I'm not a child anymore." โ€

Only children are obedient and don't stay up late.

Adults should be like adults.

For example, staying up late.

"Who says you're not a child?"

The man's low and cold voice sounded, and his tone was domineering, not angry and arrogant.

Song Xingran bared his teeth and asked unconvinced: "I have long been an adult." Besides, where am I like a child? โ€

As soon as he finished saying this, he was taken into Lu Qingchen's arms.

His big bony hand pinched her chin, and his eyes were deep: "Everywhere is like a child." โ€

Song Xingran turned his face away and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"If you can't speak, don't speak!"

What an arbitrary tyrant!

Song Xingran simply lay on the bed, pulled the quilt, and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Ignore him.

Lu Qingchen was not annoyed, but just pulled the quilt and said, "Isn't it boring?" โ€

Song Xingran: "......" Damn! Straight men.

Shouldn't you kiss and hug her at this time?

Why does it sound like you're laughing at her?

Song Xingran closed his eyes tightly, bared his teeth, and was angry.

Lu Qingchen turned off the light, lay beside her, and took the quilt into his arms.

Song Xingran earned it, but to no avail.

She suddenly remembered the hot search she had just watched.

It seems that she and Lu Qingchen haven't made it public?

Just like Tang Qu last time, I didn't know that she was married to Lu Qingchen.

Song Xingran remembered a hot comment in his mind.

"The fact that men are not public only says one thing. I just can't love you enough. โ€

Speaking of which, there seems to be a bit of a misfortune.

Many scumbags are like that, they don't introduce their girlfriends to their friends, so it's convenient to raise spare tires everywhere.

Although, she felt that Lu Qingchen was not that kind of person.

They also can't be officially made public now.

But......

Song Xingran suddenly poked his head out of the quilt, stretched out his hand again, and poked Lu Qingchen's chest.

Mr. Lu lowered his eyes and listened to her: "Turn on the lights, turn on the lights, hurry up." โ€

"Why do you want to turn on the lights?"

Lu Qingchen asked puzzled, wasn't he having a temper with him?

"Oops, you go first."

Song Xingran kicked the man's calf, and his tone was domineering.

Lu Qingchen lowered his head and bit her hand.

That's when the lights are turned on.

After turning on the light, Song Xingran sat up from the bed and stretched out his hand towards Lu Qingchen.

"Give me my phone."

"Yours."

Lu Qingchen looked at her serious appearance, and only felt a little cute.

"Why my phone?"

Do you want to use his mobile phone to swipe Weibo again?

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Song Xingran twisted his eyebrows angrily and said loudly: "Does my wife still need a reason to check her husband's mobile phone?" โ€

As soon as these words came out, even Song Xingran himself was embarrassed.

Looking at the man's handsome face, she suddenly wanted to shave her ears.

Why did she say that?

It's embarrassing to say.

Lu Qingchen handed her the mobile phone placed on the bedside: "Well, check it for you." โ€

In order to alleviate this embarrassment of wanting to pump himself twice, Song Xingran could only immediately focus on Lu Qingchen's mobile phone.

She first looked at his phone's lock screen.

It's a picture of her.

It's good, the lad is promising.

But this photo is not very good-looking, and Song Xingran clicked into Lu Qingchen's album again.

Because the last time I saw it, his phone album was full of her photos.

So, she chose the one she was slightly satisfied with and changed it.

The home screen is not her photo, and it looks like it was randomly brought by the system.

Song Xingran also changed to his own photo.

Lu Qingchen leaned on the head of the bed, his slender legs bent casually, lazy and noble.

His dark eyes stared at the phone screen.

Quietly hooked his lips.

Song Xingran clicked into Lu Qingchen's WeChat again.

glanced at his avatar, it was still the one she asked him to change before, the poster picture of her participation in the show.

It's pretty, but it's ......

Song Xingran raised his little feet and kicked the handsome and tall man next to him.

"Give me my phone!"

Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows handsomely: "Why?" โ€

(End of chapter)