Chapter 14 Why does he always let him see her sloppy?

(14) Why does he always let him see her sloppy and unkempt?

The angry Song Min typed a few lines and threw the computer aside, wrapped herself in a quilt and slept from morning to afternoon, when she got up, it was dark, she got out of bed in a daze, turned on the light, and stood on the ground for a long time before she woke up.

This night's sleep was too comfortable.

I stretched my waist and went back to the bed, put on my slippers, turned off the lights and went to the living room.

"Mom, what's going to be for tonight?" Song Min walked straight to the kitchen, and then when he passed by the living room, he saw Wen Yan sitting casually on the sofa, and he only had one thought in his heart, that is, she was going to blow up, why would he always let him see her sloppy and unkempt?

Song Min silently folded to the bathroom, tied up his hair and washed his face.

When they went out again, Wen Yan and Song Hao were still sitting on the sofa, the two of them sat very close, and Song Hao had a photo album spread out on his lap, pointing it out to Wen Yan from time to time.

Album? Song Min is really going to blow up, and every photo she took before was definitely something she dreamed of destroying......

What's worse is that Wen Yan still looked down with a serious face.

Song Min originally wanted to go back to the room to change her clothes, but seeing Song Hao's almost breathless laughter, as well as Wen Yan's curved eyes and lips, she forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, simply broke the jar, sat decisively on the side of the sofa, poured a glass of water and drank it slowly.

"Sister, how much do you weigh now?" Song Hao smiled and suddenly looked up and asked Song Min.

Wen Yan was also looking at her from the side, and if he was not mistaken, his eyes flashed with a bright and extinguished light, like a shining jewel.

"You have to take care of it." Song Min glanced at him, "If you have time to worry about my weight, you might as well take the time to memorize two words." ”

"Can you not mention studying during the Chinese New Year?" Song Hao looked at Song Min with an unhappy expression.

Song Min smiled, "No." ”

"If you don't tell me, I think you're as heavy as you were in your senior year of high school, 120 pounds!"

Song Min drank the water in the cup and put the cup on the coffee table, "It doesn't matter if you think I'm 120 pounds square, just be happy." ”

"Shut up and eat."

Mother Song beckoned everyone to eat while setting up chopsticks.

Wen Yan was responsible for helping Song Hao to the dinner table.

Dad was busy serving everyone food.

It seemed that Song Min was the most idle, so she went to wash her hands again.

During the meal, Song's father and Song mother talked happily with Wen Yan, only Song Min and Song Hao adhered to the principle of "eating without saying a word, sleeping without sleeping", bowing their heads and silently picking up the rice.

It's not that they don't want to say it, it's just that they can't interject.

For example, Song's mother asked, "Wen Yan's parents should come here for the New Year, right?" ”

Wen Yan said to go to grandma's house.

So Song's father asked, "Where is grandma's house?" ”

Wen Yan smiled, "In the city." ”

"Alas, I also want to have a drink with your dad during the Chinese New Year to connect with the relationship." Father Song looked regretful.

"I'll come back for a few days after the New Year."

"You must come to the house for dinner then."

"Okay."

……

"Song Min, eat vegetables." Mother Song suddenly knocked on Song Min's bowl, which frightened her, and she raised her head suddenly, facing Wen Yan's dark eyes, well, it seemed that there was a smile in her eyes.

Song Min reluctantly stretched out her chopsticks to the steamed fish, not because she didn't want to eat it, but because she wasn't hungry.

"Song Hao still has you, can you not learn from your sister, you know how to eat and eat, and don't eat vegetables at all!" Mother Song was angry and began to give them two dishes.

Looking at the dishes gradually piled up in the bowl, Song Min had a feeling of wanting to cry, she sighed, "Mom, I can't finish eating." ”

And Song Hao deliberately disagreed with her, "Mom, come more, I can finish eating." ”

Song Min glared at Song Hao and raised his middle finger in his heart.

Not to be outdone, Song Hao glared back.