This girl is so noisy.

“……”

It's another day of being disgusted by the big guys!

Song glanced at him lightly and then obediently sat down next to him.

Picking up chopsticks and holding the rice, Song Qing began to eat.

Braised pork!

Delicious!

Spicy chicken, it's still delicious!

Chopped pepper fish head, it's also good, but it's a little lighter.

"Not bad, good, delicious." Song Qing was eating vegetables while picking up rice.

Looking at Song Qing, who was sitting next to him and eating by himself, Zhao Cheng's mood was a little complicated, and he also had a feeling that he couldn't speak.

But this girl, eating at the same table with him, can she eat so easily? I don't know and think this is her home?

Lowering his eyes, Zhao Cheng continued to eat in silence with the bowl, occasionally his gaze would fall on Song Qing as if nothing, and elusive emotions flashed in his eyes.

After eating, Song poured a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth briefly, and Zhao Cheng had already left in a blink of an eye.

……

After Song Qing walked out of the main hall, he reached out and touched his cheek and prepared to go back to the inn.

I was thinking of going shopping at Zhao's house. But now with this slap print, it's not easy to wander around the street.

Standing in the courtyard, Song Qing was about to leave, but stopped after taking two steps.

Otherwise, talk to the third master and leave.

Thinking of this, Song Qing could only raise his feet and walk towards the study.

He should be there.

It's really a boring life for this man, and he seems to like to find a quiet place to stay when he has nothing to do.

Sure enough, when Song Qing walked through the corridor and came to the door of Zhao Cheng's study, he saw at a glance that the door of his study was open.

Song Qing stopped and stood at the door, then reached out and stroked the door frame and looked inside.

Zhao Cheng's study is very large and spacious, and at a glance, all kinds of furnishings are simple and atmospheric.

On the right side of the door was a bookcase horizontally, and on the opposite side was a wall of bookshelves.

Then I looked to the left in front of the bookcase, and I was facing the lotus pond outside the window. And the round window is very chic.

And next to the window, tea table chairs? Plus a big soft couch? If you are tired, you can rest directly.

Although the door was open at this time, Song Qing looked at the entire study at a glance? He was not seen either.

"Where are the people?"

"Did you guess wrong? Not in the study, but in the garden. ”

Song Qing didn't see anyone? Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw one standing behind him.

"I'm going to ⊙?⊙!"

Song Qing, who was startled, subconsciously stepped back, hit the threshold directly under his feet, and fell into the study.

“……”

When I saw that Song Qing was about to make contact with the earth? Zhao Cheng's eyes were quick, and he instantly reached out and picked the person up.

That's right, it's like carrying a chick, lifting the collar and pulling it up directly.

In the past, when Song Qing was watching TV, as long as the heroine wrestled or something? I will always have a kiss and hug with the male owner.,You can hug your waist casually.。 Even the special effects can still fall petals in the sky, and the most important thing is that the magic of love can turn in circles.

Song Qing subconsciously thought of the scene since he and the third master met. Pinched shoulders, or pinched shoulders, and then was carried by him in various ways? Carry or carry.

Looking at the hand that grabbed him by the collar? At this moment, Song Qing couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. So the TV series are all lies.

After seeing Song Qing stand firm? Only then did Zhao Cheng loosen her collar.

"What?" As she spoke, Zhao Cheng had already walked past her and walked into the study with his feet raised.

Song Qing was going to raise his heels to go up? But he stopped again when he thought that this was his study.

This is Prime Minister Zhao's study? It stands to reason that ordinary people are not allowed to enter without permission.

Thinking of this, Song Qing looked at his back walking towards the tea table and couldn't help but ask, "Can I come in?" ”

"If you don't speak, I'll just give you an agreement."

After Song greeted lightly, he raised his heel and walked in.

At this time, Zhao Cheng was already sitting at the tea table? At this moment, he was pouring himself tea and drinking, with a deep and serious face.

Song Qing approached and reached out and poked him on the shoulder, "Have you eaten enough for lunch?" ”

Zhao Cheng paused when he heard the hand holding the quilt behind him, and nodded in response.

"Hmm."

"That's good, I'm afraid you won't get used to it, I'm a little spicy when I cook."

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just took a slow sip of the teacup.

Seeing that he was sitting upright and with a deep face, Song Qing decided to strike while the iron was hot, and earlier, the third master was angry and drove people away.

After this meal, I feel that the big guy has lost a lot of anger.

So, keep up the good work.

Thinking of this, Song glanced at him lightly, then raised his foot and moved two steps.

After getting closer to him, Song Qing reached out and pulled his sleeve.

"Prime Minister, if not, the little one will give you a beating on the shoulder."

“……”

Zhao Cheng frowned after hearing this, and directly refused.

"No, get out."

The deep voice was low and magnetic, and the sound was cold and very penetrating.

This voice is so good, it is the kind of legendary boss voice.

"Shhhh

"Just relax and enjoy."

Wait, why does that feel a little wrong?

Never mind!

It doesn't matter.

While Song Qing spoke, his hand had already been placed on Zhao Cheng's shoulder, and he began to massage him and pinch his shoulder.

Feeling Song Qing's hand on his shoulder, the cup in Zhao Cheng's hand shook unconsciously slightly, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes.

He is not accustomed to being close to others, and if he is someone else, he will not be able to get close to him at all, and he will be disabled if he does not die.

But Song Qing is still good now!

For Song Qing's approach, Zhao Cheng felt quite uncomfortable.

It's fine!

Song Qing's hand strength was either pleased or heavy, and slowly Zhao Cheng's tense body relaxed.

Reaching out to put the teacup down, Zhao Cheng leaned on the tea table with one hand, he raised his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes quietly.

Next, Song Qing pressed both shoulders on him, and then pressed his arms again. Then he clenched his fist and hammered him on the shoulder.

Not to mention that this one was done, Song Qing felt that his hands were sore.

After pressing for six or seven minutes, Song Qing tilted his head and glanced at Zhao Cheng.

He was quiet the whole time, and didn't say a word to her. But it should be comfortable to see him relax and let her press it.

"Is the third master comfortable?"

"How? Can I press it? ”

"Besides, it's not easy for you to get me to give you a massage. When I grew so big, I pressed three people, and one of them was you. ”

Slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment there was a deep horror in his eyes.

Zhao Cheng let go of the hand on his forehead, and then sat up straight.

"Who?"

A deep voice came from my ears.

Hearing the voice, Song was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that he was asking who he had pressed it for.

Seeing that he was willing to talk to himself, Song Qing instantly came to his senses.

"Of course it's my parents."

Thinking that he might not understand what his parents meant, Song Qing added another sentence when he thought of this, "It's my father and my mother." ”