"Together, right?"

Wen Qianqian didn't refuse, thinking that Song Huai'an liked this tune, but she didn't expect that the two of them really took a bath very happily and purely!

Although Song Huai'an occasionally moves his hands and feet, most of the time he is still very honest, and after taking a shower, he has to take a hair dryer to blow Wen Qianqian's hair.

"Your hair is so nice, black and soft, I like it."

Song Huai'an said as he lowered his head and kissed his shallow hair: "It's so fragrant, what does your shampoo smell like?" ”

"Rose-smelling." Wen Qianqian replied softly.

"Hmm, Red Rose? Like you. ”

After Song Huai'an finished blowing Wen Qianqian's hair, he hugged her and pestered her to sleep together.

This is the first time that Wen Qianqian and Song Huai'an have slept under the quilt.

After all, she didn't come to fall in love with Song Huai'an, every time they met before, the two of them basically rolled the sheets except for dinner, sometimes Song Sanshao left after finishing up, without any nostalgia, and Wen Qianqian never felt that there was anything wrong with this mode of getting along.

But at this moment, she felt that something was wrong.

"Three less...... Don't do it? Wen Qianqian asked uncertainly.

"Hmm."

The man next to him tightened his grip on her hand again: "Call me Huai'an in the future, baby, go to bed quickly, don't mess with me." ”

"Oh."

Wen Qianqian was a little puzzled, but he still closed his eyes obediently.

This night, Wen Qianqian slept exceptionally solidly and comfortably, so much so that the next morning, when she opened her eyes and saw Song Huai'an's face in a daze, she was in a trance, and subconsciously called: "Huai'an? ”

The man next to him, his aura immediately changed.

"What do you call me?"

"Wen Qianqian, who do you think you are? Is my name your name? ”

Song Huai'an's tone was as cold and domineering as ever.

Wen Qianqian woke up all of a sudden.

Yes, she shouldn't have any hallucinations, let alone think that Song Huai'an would like her last night.

That...... It's just an illusion, she always knew, why did she suddenly take it seriously?

Wen Qianqian sat up with low eyebrows, and looked at Song Huai'an's cold face cautiously: "Sanshao, I'm sorry, I haven't woken up yet, I'm ...... I ......"

"Early in the morning, so unlucky." Song Huai'an lifted the quilt coldly, turned around and got out of bed.

Wen Qianqian sat there alone, clutching the corner of the quilt with both hands, and for a moment, she really didn't want to continue like this.

She also wanted to throw her face at Song Huai'an, and she even wanted to slam the door and leave, but ......

"Sanshao, you go wash up, I'll go make breakfast, and it will be fine soon."

Wen Qianqian finally smiled softly, and whispered while getting dressed.

The money, she got it.

Then, these humiliations are what she deserves.

What is there to be aggrieved about? There is no free lunch in the world, isn't it just to serve a Song Huai'an?

Wen Qianqian hurriedly went to the kitchen, so she didn't see Song Huai'an's look of annoyance and bewilderment after she left......

By the time Wen Qianqian had finished breakfast, the doorbell rang.

She immediately went to open the door, and Zhou Yixin stood at the gate with a set of Song Huai'an's clothes in his hand.

"What about the three less?"

"Wash up in the bathroom." Wen Qianqian agreed, and subconsciously took the set of clothes.

"Yesterday there were three less...... Drinking again? Zhou Yixin saw the empty wine bottles in the house that he hadn't had time to clean up, and asked in surprise.