"I said, does your face hurt?" Shi Jingchen's fingertips slid from her hair to her cheeks, flicking gently.

Song Xi'er reacted and shook her head hurriedly, "It doesn't hurt." Just hit it like this, it doesn't hurt very much. ”

"That's good." His voice was low and pleasant, with a little bit of rambling.

Song Xi'er looked left and right, the surroundings were as quiet as the first floor, and the atmosphere was a little different from usual, "Brother Chen, why are you at home?" ”

Now that she is no longer in the secretary's office, she doesn't know much about Shi Jingchen's itinerary, so she didn't expect him to be at home.

Shi Jingchen looked at her with a clear gaze, his eyes were deep, "I'll go on a business trip later, come back and pack my things." ”

"This, I know, I'm here to pack my things. However, wouldn't it be better if you asked Zhang Tezhu to come? Song Xi'er blinked her eyes and said the question in her heart.

"Something has fallen and he doesn't know where to put it." Shi Jingchen said softly.

In fact, he didn't come back to clean up his things, but to find something that had been left behind.

Instead, he knew that she would come back at this time, so he also came back.

Song Xi'er sighed, and then asked, "It's a little weird at home today, why is it so quiet?" ”

"They're all on vacation." Shi Jingchen stared down at her, his eyes fell on her eyebrows and slightly curled eyelashes, and his gaze became more and more gentle.

"No wonder, I said, I didn't see anyone when I came back!" Song Xi'er said as she walked to her room.

Shi Jingchen behind him followed her, "I haven't packed my things yet." ”

Song Xi'er was about to enter her room with her front foot, and when she heard his words, she suddenly paused.

That's right, Shi Jingchen's luggage is usually taken care of by the maids, and now that they are all on vacation, will he not be able to get it?

Realizing this, Song Xi'er turned around and looked at him: "Do you need me to help you clean up?" ”

"Okay." Shi Jingchen's thin lips hooked slightly, and he responded without being salty.

Song Xi'er followed him to his room, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a suitcase next to the cabinet.

She was very good at packing, and walked over skillfully, opened the suitcase, and spread it on the table beside her.

Shi Jingchen took a book casually and sat down on the sofa next to him, leisurely flipping through the pages.

However, his gaze did not fall on the words in the book, but on the back of Song Xi'er sorting out his luggage.

She moves very neatly and seems to be very good at taking care of herself as well as others.

He has a slender figure and fair skin, and his long, silky hair is draped behind his head and he wears a light makeup.

It looks very bloody, full of vitality and vitality, its body is like a thin layer of light, with an extraordinary temperament, obviously not smiling, but the corners of the lips have a trace of upward arc.

He was fascinated.

Seeing the back, he found that Song Xi'er seemed to be thinking about something when folding clothes, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

This scene fell in his eyes, and he was also annoyed.

He suddenly put down the book in his hand and walked straight over.

Came to her side and reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Song Xi'er was so frightened by his sudden movement that her hands trembled and looked at him in confusion.

Shi Jingchen stared at her condescendingly, looked at her for a few seconds, slowly raised his hand, and touched her eyebrows with his fingertips, "Pack up your things, what do you want?" ”

"Huh?" Song Xi'er reacted, he meant that she frowned and thought, right?

"I was thinking about my design just now, maybe I was thinking a little deeper, and it involved details," she said. ”

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