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Hearing the movement, Feng Chen turned around and saw that she was carrying another box, and said, "You put it, I'll take it." ”

It was obvious that she was going to die, but she still said recklessly: "It's okay, I can do it." ”

Feng Chen frowned, carried the box in his hand up the steps, placed it at the staircase on the second floor, and returned to her to take the box in her hand.

He lifted the steps, Song Zhiyue went to drag the box he put at the top of the stairs, and the two of them entered one after the other and took the box into the guest room.

"Rest early." Dusty put down the box and walked out of the room.

Successfully staying in the dusty home, Song Zhiyue was very excited, threw herself on the bed and rolled over and over, her heart was like a stormy wave, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag and called Su Wansheng.

As soon as the phone was connected, she said excitedly: "Shengsheng, I have good news for you." ”

Su Wansheng had just taken a shower and was applying a mask: "What's the good news?" ”

She sold: "Guess what. ”

Su Wansheng smiled evilly: "You have it?" ”

"I can't have you and I can't have it." Song Zhiyue lay on the bed, turned on the hands-free, and said wistfully with one hand on his chin, "I've been staying at his house for two nights, and he is just like Yanashita Megumi, seeing that I am indifferent and not the slightest impulse." ”

Su Wansheng was surprised: "Isn't it?" Is he so enduring? ”

Song Zhiyue sighed faintly: "Who knows if he endures it, or if he really doesn't have that need." ”

"Men of their age are in high demand."

Su Wansheng has a deep understanding of this, and the man behind her is.

From the dressing mirror, she saw the man lying on the bed, looking at her with a smile.

Her face was hot and she continued to talk on the phone.

"I'll tell you, he's ten *** fake."

"Shengsheng, how is Senior Lu's needs?"

Su Wansheng's scalp was numb for a while, and against the straight gaze of the man behind her, she said hesitantly: "It's okay." ”

As soon as she finished talking on the phone, the man bit her earlobe from behind, and his deep voice revealed a hint of numbness: "It's just okay?" ”

"This kind of thing, how can I be embarrassed to say it in front of Yueyue? So I can only answer so pertinently, I was wrong...... Really ......"

Lu Zhenming lifted the mask off her face, hugged her to the bed, pressed it, and blocked her begging for mercy.

***

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiyue remembered that she called Su Wansheng, originally to tell her about living in Fengchen's house, but the two chatted for a while and forgot about the matter.

After she called Su Wansheng again, it rang until she hung up automatically and no one answered.

This guy, it's only been a moment's work, where did he go?

She put down her phone and walked out of the room, intending to go down and clean up the bowl where she had eaten dumplings.

The light in the living room was still on, and she glanced down and saw Feng Chen eating instant noodles.

She was stunned, and suddenly thought that she had eaten him just now, and he didn't seem to have eaten yet......

She staggered downstairs and walked to Feng Chen: "Don't eat instant noodles, I'll cook you some dumplings again, right?" ”

Feng Chen had already eaten half of it, and he said, "No need. ”

Song Zhiyue took the noodle bucket from his hand: "Eating too much of this is not good for your health, you wait, I will cook it soon." ”

After saying that, she put down the bucket and went into the kitchen, and after boiling the water, she only found a bag of rice balls in the refrigerator.

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