Song Meiyue looked at the man in front of her, looking at him wearing the clothes and pants she bought last night, and at the same time carrying a thermos porridge bucket in her hand, a strong sense of shame welled up in her heart, mixed with a trace of warmth.

Turning his face sideways, with a slight shyness between his eyebrows, he asked lightly, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Huh?"

"I'm here to pick you up from work, otherwise what else can I do?" Jiang Qi shrugged his shoulders, suddenly remembered something, picked up the insulated porridge bucket, and said with a smile: "That's right... I brought you preserved egg and lean porridge, and I drank so much wine last night to warm your stomach. ”

Hearing the word 'wine', Song Meiyue suddenly realized something, and ran into the house in a panic, leaving Jiang Qi standing alone at the door, a little overwhelmed for a while.

Looking at her back as she left in a hurry, Jiang Qi could probably guess why, I have to say... This morning's look is indeed eye-catching, different from the mature and intellectual appearance of the past, just like that... It seems to have a feeling of a little sister next door, just the kind of appearance after getting up, lazy and a little messy.

Walking into someone's villa, Jiang Qi changed into slippers and walked towards the dining table, just entered the house... I smelled a strong smell of wine, and then saw the empty wine bottles on the coffee table, and secretly sighed... This can really drink, but then again.

Putting down the insulated porridge bucket in his hand, Jiang Qi turned around and came to the coffee table to help someone clean up the place, as Jiang Qi, who suffered from a slight cleanliness habit, couldn't see the messy environment the most, and after a while, the messy coffee table was cleaned up, and then sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.

meanwhile

In a certain bathroom on the second floor.

Song Meiyue locked the bathroom door, took off her stinking clothes and pants, and in an instant... A devilish delicate body appeared in the world, standing in front of the washstand, looking at herself in the mirror, Song Meiyue admired her figure, with a slight trace of arrogance and spirit in her heart, she has always been absolutely confident in her figure and appearance.

Someone... Someone would be satisfied, right?

Biting her lip lightly, she put all the shy thoughts in her mind behind her, and stepped under the shower head, the warm water washed away the wine on her body, and restored Song Meiyue's previous mental outlook.

After taking a bath,

Quickly wipe off the water stains on your body, wrap yourself in a white bath towel, gently push open the bathroom door, carefully poke your head out, look around like a thief, and see that it is safe outside... Sneak into your bedroom with a whoosh.

Click...

Anti-lock doors.

In just fifteen minutes, Song Meiyue, who was wearing light makeup, walked out of the room, still wearing a black women's professional suit, with a white shirt inside, followed by a pair of black loose suit pants, although it was a little loose in style, but it still couldn't cover her slender jade legs.

Walking down the stairs slowly, as soon as I arrived at the corner, I noticed the new living room, the willow eyebrows were raised slightly, a faint look of satisfaction flashed on my face, and I secretly slandered in my heart... I feel that he has a slight cleanliness habit, but the house is not clean after that.

suddenly

The cold and charming face was flushed, biting her sexy lips, and there were already layers of waves in her heart.

Why do you somehow associate him with home?

Could it be that I really lack men too much, resulting in a little abnormal mental health?

"Aunt Song."

"Hurry up and eat breakfast first, the porridge won't taste good when it's cold later." Jiang Qi didn't look back, and shouted to Song Meiyue behind him while playing with his mobile phone.

His words brought Song Meiyue back to reality, looking at him playing with his mobile phone, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, he changed... In the past, he was not like this, he would consciously hand over the chopsticks after making a meal, and he didn't even have to make the meal himself.

Results now... Even the lid of the insulated porridge bucket is unwilling to unscrew it for itself.

It is said that men will change their minds quickly after getting it, the problem is that he... He didn't get himself, why did he get so fast?

Belch...

Maybe this is a man.

Liking the new and hating the old are the characteristics they have engraved in their bones.

Song Meiyue pursed her lips slightly, revealing a little displeasure between her eyebrows, slowly walked to the dining table, picked up the insulated porridge bucket, and gently forced... It was unscrewed directly, and at this moment... With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he sneaked his head sideways and glanced at someone sitting on the sofa out of the corner of his eye.

The next second,

With all my strength, I screwed the lid back on, and tried to screw it a few more times, but it couldn't be opened at all.

"Can't be opened."

Song Meiyue said lightly: "Come here... Help me unscrew the porridge bucket. ”

"Huh?"

"It shouldn't be... I didn't screw it very tightly. Jiang Qi put down his mobile phone, walked quickly towards Song Meiyue's side, picked up the insulated porridge bucket, and tried to unscrew the lid, but it turned out to be really tight.

"Strange... How so? It's obviously very loose. Jiang Qi subconsciously glanced at Song Meiyue beside him, wondering if she had screwed it on purpose.

"What do you see me doing?"

"You think I tightened it myself?" Song Meiyue said without blushing and without a heartbeat: "Then you look up to me too much as a soft woman." ”

Jiang Qi smiled awkwardly, as if there was no problem, and then used all his strength to eat, and finally unscrewed the lid of the insulated porridge bucket, and with the attitude of coming here, he silently walked into the kitchen and brought someone a bowl and spoon.

"Give."

handed the bowl full of porridge to Song Meiyue, and at the same time handed her a spoon.

This intimate service instantly made Song Meiyue feel the warmth of the past, took the spoon handed over, gently scooped up the porridge in the bowl, and slowly sent it to her mouth, the taste was very smooth and refreshing, the taste was not light or salty, everything was just right.

"Did you boil it yourself?" Song Meiyue asked casually.

"Of course I bought it."

"I don't have time to get up and make porridge." Jiang Qi replied.

Hearing his words, Song Meiyue felt the porridge in her mouth... It doesn't seem to smell very good.

It turned out that he didn't boil it himself, no wonder it was so unpalatable.

Then

Jiang Qi looked at Song Meiyue, who was drinking porridge on the side, a bold and bad idea burst out of his mind, and then asked seriously: "Aunt Song... Do you know what you said last night? ”

As soon as the voice fell,

saw Song Meiyue's cold face, which instantly became extremely red, and even spread to her neck and ears.

The hand holding the spoon was still trembling slightly.

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