Jiang Qi, who had taken a bath, was very confused, he looked at the wet clothes and pants on the ground, and fell into deep doubts, obviously he was still dry before, why did he get soaked after taking a bath? And even the big pants inside are a little wet... What's going on here?

Just when he doubted life, Jiang Qi suddenly thought of a small episode before, someone seemed to have come in... Said it was looking for something, but I turned on the faucet inexplicably, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with it at first, but now it seems... That's a big problem!

The case has been solved! The murderer must be her!

Jiang Qi sighed deeply, looking at the wet clothes and pants on the ground, his heart was filled with all kinds of helplessness, and finally silently picked up the mobile phone on the washstand, ready to call his mother and tell her... Her son doesn't come home tonight and is going to spend the night at a friend's house.

As for whose friend... Of course mom's friend.

"Hello?"

"Mom... At night... I stayed at Xiao Xie's house at night. Jiang Qi's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said: "Something happened today... As for what it is, I can't tell you on the phone, I'll tell you when I come back tomorrow, so be it... Good bye. ”

didn't give Jiang Yaling any chance to speak, and immediately hung up.

After making the call, he put the phone back in its place, then opened the door and poked out half of his head, shouting at someone downstairs.

"Aunt Song!"

"Why are my pants wet?"

Outcome...

There was silence in his answer.

At this time, Song Meiyue sat on the sofa with a blushing face, constantly organizing all kinds of quibbles in her mind, thinking about it... Decided to give up the right to prove his innocence and chose to respond to the crisis with a strong attitude.

"How do I know?"

"You must have gotten wet yourself." Song Meiyue said coldly: "Don't blame me for everything, sometimes think about it... It's not your own fault. ”

Oops...

Listen to this tone of righteousness.

Jiang Qi, who was standing in the bathroom nakedly, was speechless for a while... Sighing silently, he secretly cursed in his heart... This old woman's reserve, simply... It's so much fun! No, no, no... You'll have to tease her later, or she'll be wet.

Thinking of this,

Jiang Qi bent down and picked up the underwear and touched the touch of the fabric... Fortunately, it is only semi-wet, and it can be dried by covering it under the quilt at night.

didn't think much about it, lifted his pants, put on a white bath towel, stepped on his slippers and went out, slowly walked downstairs, and saw Song Meiyue sitting on the sofa, and then walked to the sofa silently, and sat down from a long distance away from her.

"Aunt Song."

"We might have to talk to each other." Jiang Qi said solemnly.

Song Meiyue's heart couldn't help but tremble, she couldn't help but hold back her panic and anxiety, and asked calmly, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

"Why are my clothes and pants soaking wet?" Jiang Qi asked seriously: "There is one more thing... When I was in the shower, you suddenly barged in, and turned on the faucet again, can you translate for the translator, what is going on? ”

"I..."

"I..." Song Meiyue didn't know how to explain for a while, she sat there a little cramped and uneasy, and secretly glanced at someone's expression at the moment, and found that he was staring at herself like a torch, his eyes were full of criticism, and he suddenly became even more nervous.

"Aunt Song translates and translates." Jiang Qi looked at her with blazing eyes, and asked word by word, "What's going on?" ”

"That's... This one..."

"Translate translation."

"It's just... What... Something... I..."

"Translate translation."

It is said that despair to the extreme is anger, at this time, Song Meiyue was forced to the cliff by Jiang Qi, and it was already to the point of no retreat, and then she exploded on the spot, stood up from the sofa suddenly, and glared at the little villain who bullied her viciously.

"Flip over... I'll flip you big-headed ghost! ”

Song Meiyue walked upstairs in a huff and left someone in the living room.

"Why are you going?" Jiang Qi asked curiously.

"You have to take care of it!"

Song Meiyue turned her head and looked at him angrily, and said angrily, "I'll take a bath!" If you dare to come up... I... I'll call the police and arrest you. ”

Looking at her departing back, Jiang Qi hurriedly shouted, "Aunt Song... Can I spend the night with you? The clothes and pants are soaked, and even the big pants are half wet, so I will definitely not be able to return home in this situation. ”

Song Meiyue stopped, stood there stunned, a faint joy flashed between her eyebrows, and said softly: "It's up to you." ”

Words fall,

Hurried up the stairs again.

When she came to the corridor on the second floor, Song Meiyue suddenly stopped her pace, biting her plump red lips, her face contained a hint of imperceptible joy, and she trotted two steps... Go back to your room.

...

...

night

Quietly.

Song Meiyue was lying on her bed, wearing a black silk nightgown, as for the inside... It is a set of black openwork fabric underwear.

Reached out to get the charging phone, looked at the current time, it was already half past eleven, but Song Meiyue didn't feel sleepy, habitually opened WeChat, clicked on the dialog box with him, wrote a paragraph in a loud voice, and then silently deleted it again.

Quietly looking at the ceiling above his head, the thoughts in his mind were already a mess.

Ding dong

The WeChat chime broke the silence in the bedroom and interrupted someone's thoughts.

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Have you slept?

Song Meiyue pursed her lips and quickly replied to him with a message.

Xiao Yue'er: Soon, something?

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: There's nothing to do, I'll just ask casually

Song Meiyue frowned, her face was slightly unhappy, and when she was about to send him a message, she received someone's content again.

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Are you going to work tomorrow?

Xiao Yue'er: Don't go... The day after tomorrow on a business trip

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Oh

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Good night... Aunt Song

Xiao Yue'er: Goodbye

Song Meiyue threw her phone aside, in a slightly thoughtful daze.

He... Does he really not know?

This business trip where does it take so many days... I came back in one day at most, and the reason why it took so many days was nothing more than... Be... Auntie wants you to stay with you.

Is there a possibility that he was pretending? In fact, he already knew, but he deliberately pretended not to know, made himself a little depressed, and then gave himself a huge surprise.

Belch...

He may already know, but it's a little unlikely.

Song Meiyue turned her body over, hugged her futon tightly, and at the same time her legs were still sandwiched, and her eyebrows were full of melancholy of older single women...

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