Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Next Set?

"Speaking of which, it's not that you're too obsessed with watching TV series by yourself, but I'm also late to come back so that you can eat delicious food, is it necessary to be so ruthless?"

Song Chi held an ice pack in one hand and covered his eyes, while glaring at Xia Yuyou, who was lying in front of the dining table, angry.

However, Xia Yuyou, whose eyes were full of food, didn't pay attention to someone's protest at all, but just turned around impatiently and urged:

"Hurry up and feed me, it's cold!"

Looking at Xia Yuyou, who had a delicate face, Song Chi dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he could only obediently pick up the spoon and become the girl's breeder.

Xia Yuyou gently leaned in front of the spoon and sniffed, opened her pink little mouth and took it in one gulp.

Song Chi lowered his chin with one hand and quietly looked at the beautiful girl who was eating.

I have to say that watching beautiful girls eat is also a pleasing pleasure to the eye.

However, Xia Yuyou's face soon became ugly.

"Phew! It's unpalatable to death! ”

"How is that possible? This is a well-known Internet celebrity store, and I can brush it every day on a certain sound! ”

Song Chi was a little dissatisfied and picked up a mouthful of rice with chopsticks, and the Internet celebrity rice bowl that he bought after waiting in line for so long was so disgusted by this girl.

However, his face soon turned bright.

"Why is it so unpalatable......

He looked up at Xia Yuyou, who was sitting opposite and was angry because he hadn't eaten the food, and smiled awkwardly.

"Internet celebrity stores, it's all like this."

The girl shook her little head dissatisfied, and shook her two braids, if she hadn't known that this was an old water ghost who had lived for thousands of years, Song Chi would have almost drowned in this youthful breath.

"No more, I'm going to watch TV."

As Niangniang's cry sounded again, Song Chi lost his appetite when he looked at the crystal-colored rice bowl and threw it into the trash can.

"I'm going to sleep, do you want to be together?"

"Get out!"

"Okay!"

……

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's Saturday morning.

After this week, Song Chi felt that this was the most relaxed and comfortable day he had lived in recent years.

Because of Xia Yuyou's existence, those weirdness that he couldn't avoid in the past are now committed, and he no longer has to worry about being startled by the monster that suddenly pops out of the corner.

But again, his eye sockets were black for the week.

However, compared to the mental torture, Xia Yu's young pink little fist is really nothing to Song Chi.

The only thing that made Song Chi feel a little uneasy during this period of time was that the meat balls on Xu Yiyi's body were getting bigger and bigger.

And he could clearly see that the ball of flesh had gradually shown vague facial features.

Song Chi asked Xia Yuyou about this matter, and the other party's answer was that in less than half a month, Xu Yiyi might really die.

What made Song Chi a little entangled was that Xu Yiyi didn't know what kind of wind she had smoked during this time, and her attitude towards herself was inexplicably good.

I even bring myself a cup of milk tea every morning.

He also thought about refusing, but Xu Yiyi's girl kept her head down and ran away every time she put down the milk tea, not giving him a chance to refuse at all.

As for sending it back or something, Xu Yiyi sat in the first row of the classroom, this kind of behavior was inevitably too eye-catching, which was no less uncomfortable for Song Chi than killing him.

Fortunately, whether it is Xu Yiyi or Song Chi, there is no sense of existence in the class, so even if Xu Yiyi sends milk tea to Song Chi every morning, it does not attract the attention of other students in the class.

Except for one person.

Wang Chuan, who was sitting next to Song Chi.

Since Xu Yiyi started to give him milk tea, this old boy has been angry with him every day.

He could hear that Wang Chuan was not envious of him, after all, if he was a handsome guy with a little appearance, it could already be regarded as harassment when he met a girl like Xu Yiyi.

It's a pity.

Song Chi is a handsome guy with a lot of beauty.

So Wang Chuan, who saw all this in his eyes, had a gloating attitude at all.

Thinking of this, Song Chi, who had just gotten up and was still a little sleepy-eyed, wiped his face, he had to find someone to make it clear to Xu Yiyi, so that she wouldn't do this kind of thing that was easy to misunderstand in the future.

In fact, he was also very curious about why Xu Yiyi's attitude towards him suddenly changed so much, obviously he still looked scared to death when he saw him before.

If he knew that Xu Yiyi was afraid that Song Chi would kill her and kill her to make such a move, he didn't know how he would feel.

He looked up at himself in the mirror.

"It's really a look that everyone loves......"

"You're disgusting......"

The cold voice remembered behind him, Song Chi glanced at Xia Yuyou, who suddenly appeared behind him, and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"You know the."

"Puxin man!"

Song Chi's eyes widened, and he turned around and glared at Xia Yuyou, who was sneering at his waist with his hands on his waist.

"What did you say?"

"Puxin Man~"

Xia Yuyou left a sentence lightly, and then floated away through the wall.

Song Chi gritted his teeth and was about to have a seizure, when his mobile phone suddenly rang.

"What?"

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then Wang Chuan's cheap voice came.

"What's the matter, Brother Song, your temper is so impulsive this weekend morning."

Song Chi picked up a towel and wiped his face before saying:

"It's okay, is there something wrong with me so early?"

Wang Chuan's voice suddenly raised an octave, and he said with some excitement:

"Hehe, Brother Song, didn't you tell me before that you wanted to go to the Tianjin Temple of the Immortal Residence, isn't this my dad just on a business trip, and I will drive all his Daben to you."

Hearing Wang Chuan's words, Song Chi was stunned, and then recalled that he had indeed called Wang Chuan when he first learned the news of Tianjingsi, but he didn't expect this kid to remember it in his heart.

He poked his head out and looked at Xia Yuyou, who was sitting on the sofa watching the TV series, this girl was already chasing Korean dramas.

"Well, forget it, I don't want to go now."

Song Chi was actually a little entangled in his heart, he didn't hope that he could live with Xia Yuyou forever, after all, he was not the kind of person who would die when he saw a beautiful girl, but he was afraid that if he went to Tianjin Temple, what if the old monk really had the ability to kill Xia Yuyou directly?

Although the girl in front of her is quite annoying, she does trust herself very much, and she took her to the pit quietly, is it a bit too much?

Wang Chuan's voice suddenly lowered.

"What's the matter, Brother Song, why don't you want to go, I'm going to go out!"

"I just don't want to go."

Seeing that Wang Chuan stopped talking, Song Chi thought about it, this kid also cares about his own affairs, and it doesn't seem good to refuse the other party like this.

"Why don't we go to the indoor ski resort in the east of the city, this summer is coming, and skiing is good."

There were some noisy voices on the other end of the phone, and Song Chi was puzzled, when he heard Wang Chuan say in a firm tone:

"No, I have to go to Tianjinji Temple, Brother Song, I'll tell you the truth, my dad didn't go on a business trip at all, I stole this Daben out of it, just to take you to Tianjingsi, if you don't go today, our brother will be done."

Hearing Wang Chuan's words, Song Chi's brows furrowed deeply, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

Why is Wang Chuan so obsessed with Tianjinji Temple?

Why does it always feel like this kid is playing a trick on himself?